"Sizzle."
Once again, the marinated kidney slices were submerged into the hot oil. Yang Ge lifted the iron wok in a frenzy, causing a tower of flames to shoot up once more, his ladle-moving hand becoming a blur.
Before long, a dish heavily coated in spicy and savory sauce, bursting with color, fragrance, and taste, the stir-fried kidney slices was ready again. The unique aroma forced Zhang Erniu, who had just finished a whole plate of the same dish, to swallow a mouthful of saliva forcefully.
Yang Ge pushed the plate of stir-fried kidney slices onto the cutting board and took out a pair of chopsticks to hand over to Liu the shopkeeper with both hands, "Shopkeeper Liu, please have a taste."
Shopkeeper Liu stepped forward, took the chopsticks, picked up a piece of kidney slice, and slowly chewed it for a moment before sighing, "The flavor is still not right!"
