To achieve a soft, tender texture, the Thousand-Year Spirit Crocodile meat was minced into granules, coated in a special syrup, and seasoned with a little of the flavoring prepared beforehand. It was simmered over low heat in boiling water for half an hour, then taken out and topped with another layer of prepared sauce...
And with that, a classic crocodile head dish was ready.
This final step left Wang Qiu'er dumbfounded.
She swallowed as she looked at the tableful of food, its individual pieces almost mechanically uniform in size, their differences no more than a hair's breadth, each crystal-clear as a work of art. Before coming here, she had imagined that the human world would differ from the soul beast world, but this table of "hearty dishes" Xu Cheng served had still shaken her deeply.
Xu Cheng smiled and wiped his hands, then casually draped the towel over his shoulder. He had none of a prince's dignified bearing, looking instead like a chef who had just finished cooking as he sat down beside Wang Qiu'er.
"Here, give it a try. We're all friends, so consider this... my gift to you for our first meeting."
"Ooh..." Wang Qiu'er swallowed. "Absolutely, absolutely. Come find me if you ever need anything. Here's to a happy partnership!"
Then she began feasting on the delicacies.
As she ate her first piece of Sweet-and-Sour Lion Bone, her pale blue eyes instantly turned into O's.
They widened into perfect circles.
After several seconds of stunned silence, she began devouring the food like a gale sweeping away the clouds.
Xu Cheng sat beside her, watching with a warm smile.
When friends came calling, there was fine wine to welcome them.
Sincerity for sincerity-he had always believed in that. Of course, this applied only to certain "friends" who had