Zhang Yan felt that the most wonderful thing was that each bite of the mutton had the right amount of cream, which made the taste of the mutton reach a higher level.
That's right, in fact, it didn't mean that all the gamey smell had to be removed from the mutton, so that the mutton would not be mutton anymore.
"Oh, not bad, not bad. This mutton is very cleverly handled." Zhang Ye sighed in satisfaction as he ate.
It was because the lunchbox had now become Yuan Zhou's seasoning. Zhang Yan was sighing with emotion about this, which was something that most chefs couldn't do.
"Ka ka", Zhang Yan was chewing the meat near the bone. He found that the meat had become slightly firmer, and the fragrance was more obvious when he chewed it. It had a chewy feeling.
"This is the thin layer of muscles, right? it smells so good." Zhang Ye carefully savored it.
