There was no such cheap thing in the world, and Yang Wei naturally couldn't encounter it. The fried pork chops he made were probably made with a unique skill of slaughtering chickens, so the pork chops were very soft and tender. Not counting the crispy outer layer, the inside could be said to melt in the mouth, and the texture was unique, making people always feel like they were lingering after eating it.
Yang Wei had always felt very proud of himself. However, as soon as Yuan Zhou's fried pork chop was served, he felt that the blow he suffered just now was really nothing. No wonder people always said that the best way to defeat an opponent was to defeat him in the field that he was best at.
