Zhang Guanghang heard Xia Mubing say this and couldn't help but ask, "Master, why have I never heard you mention these things in all these years?"
Xia Mubing paused after hearing this, looked at the monitor, smiled, and sighed, "Maybe it's because I'm getting old, and I've forgotten many things. I can't remember them myself."
After speaking, he continued cooking.
In the private room, Qin Huai and Zhao Cheng'an were unaware of Xia Mubing's painstaking efforts in the garnishes. They simply thought that Fen Garden deserved its reputation as Beiping's top private restaurant, as even the casually decorated garnishes were impressive. The soybeans tasted like soybeans, the green beans like green beans, the tomatoes were sugar-dipped, and the cucumbers were refreshing. Even broccoli, carrots, zucchinis, and young greens were meticulously seasoned, each with its own flavor.
The main dish stood out uniquely, while the garnishes blossomed with variety.
