In the Purchasing Station's reception room, three plates sat in front of Zhao Hui, holding different flavors of beef and mutton jerky.
The jerky had been cut into very small pieces, much smaller than the ones Li Long had originally made. A bowl of warm boiled water sat beside them.
"Eat a piece, then take a sip of water to rinse your mouth and wash away the flavor before trying the next one. Once you're done, decide which kinds of beef and mutton jerky you want." Li Long pointed to the bowl of water. "If you don't rinse, the lingering flavor will affect the taste."
"Hey, you're pretty particular about this." Zhao Hui hadn't expected Li Long to make it so "professional."
"Haha, I learned it from movies and TV." Li Long smiled-he really had learned this from movies and television programs.
Things like The God of Cookery, for instance.
Following Li Long's instructions, Zhao Hui picked up a piece of beef jerky and started eating. Because Li Long had made everything so formal beforehand, even he found himself eating cautiously.
But honestly, it was delicious.
"This one tastes good," Zhao Hui said after just two chews. "I'll take this flavor."
As Li Long had instructed, he rinsed his mouth before trying another kind-actually, if Li Long hadn't told him to try every variety, he would have wanted a few more pieces of that first flavor.
"This one's good too. The first bite isn't as nice as the last one, but it's still good. I'll take some of this too..."
He tried five flavors in all and actually thought every one was good, especially the cumin flavor. He said nobody back in his hometown had made anything like it, and it would definitely be a big hit.
Li Long was