It was good.
Delicacies were delicacies.
In addition, Yuan Zhou was Yuan Zhou.
The above three sentences felt like nonsense, but they were also the feelings of the chef.
"Sweet and sour pineapple meat. You're so good at controlling the sourness and sweetness." As a Cantonese man, Jin hai loved to eat sweet and sour pineapple meat, but he liked sour food very much.
In other words, according to the normal method, Jin hai would find it too sweet. In any case, the sweet and sour pork was basically made by him for himself.
This time, Jin hai came to master chef Restaurant with some thoughts in mind. He wanted to know how head chef Yuan would arrange a customer with special requirements like him.
Strictly speaking, Jin Hai's behavior was like a troll. He clearly had a special request, but he didn't say it.
"Could this be a coincidence?" Jin hai couldn't be sure. This was the first time he had been able to accurately grasp his taste. It was too amazing.
