Bernice and the others all turned their attention to him. Andrew deals with pork everyday, and this Rou Jia Mo is made with pork. Among them, he is one of the most qualified people to talk about Rou Jia Mo.
Andrew took a small bite of the Rou Jia Mo, chewing slowly. Only the outermost layer was slightly crispy. It was soft yet chewy, with a sweet flavor melting in his mouth.
Even more amazing was that some meat juice had seeped into the bread, making the originally sweet flavor even more pronounced.
"Is this really pork juice?"
Andrew was filled with astonishment. He had dealt with pork for over twenty years, knowing the taste of every piece of pork and all the different ways to cook it, but he had never tasted such a vivid and unique flavor in pork juice.
The aroma of the meat was exceptionally rich, yet the slight gamey smell of pork had been perfectly eliminated. It was as if some spice had concentrated and amplified the meaty flavor, creating an explosion on the tongue that instantly awakened the taste buds.
After biting into the outer layer of the flatbread, the tender meat melts in his mouth, with a perfect balance of lean and fat, yet without any greasiness; it crumbles with a gentle bite.
"How could pork belly taste like this! It's unbelievable!"
Andrew's eyes widened. He had been worried that the pork belly with alternating layers of fat and lean meat would be too greasy and he wouldn't be used to it, but now it seemed that his worries were completely unnecessary.
With one bite, delicious juices overflowed, accompanied by a somewhat violent aroma, which was swallowed down. Every taste bud trembled, and the warm sensation gradually turned into a fiery one, sliding down the throat and quickly spreading throughout the body, as if every piece of flesh was being trembled.
"Ah—"
Andrew couldn't help but let out a long exclamation of praise, and even the fat on his body trembled slightly. However, his fat wasn't as exaggerated as Harrison's and the others'; his fat consisted mostly of muscles strong enough to hold down a grown pig, so the trembling wasn't exaggerated.
"How was it?" The members of the tour group all looked at Andrew and asked. After all, he was the owner of a famous restaurant, and he made such an exaggerated reaction after only taking the first bite. If they hadn't come together, everyone would have thought he was a shill.
"Delicious." Andrew simply replied, his gaze never leaving the Rou Jia Mo. Savoring the lingering aroma of meat on his lips and teeth, he picked up the Rou Jia Mo and took another big bite. The deliciousness raged in his mouth, and his blood boiled.
This is definitely not ordinary pork! Andrew was 100% sure, but what did it matter? When enjoying such a delicacy, all you need to do is fully immerse yourself in it.
One bite after another, the Rou Jia Mo disappeared rapidly in his mouth.
"Huh?" The members of the tour group looked at Andrew in disbelief. This kind of behavior was only possible when he had eaten his favorite food. It seemed that he really liked it, and he was too lazy to bother with any comments or evaluations.
"Is it really that delicious?" Bishop muttered incredulously, then took a bite of the Rou Jia Mo.
In his opinion, his scallion pancakes represent the top level of pancake food in Aden Square. Although he regrets not being included in the top 100 food rankings in the past two years, but his shop sells more than a thousand pancakes everyday, and business has always been good.
After taking a bite and chewing a few times, Bishop's eyes widened.
"How could a flatbread be so delicious!"
The soft, sweet flatbread and the delicious pork sandwiched inside were perfectly blended. Two things that seemed like completely incompatible were surprisingly harmonious and complementary.
His restaurant's thin pancakes, with their subtle scallion aroma, were simply incomparable.
The difference was even greater than the difference in thickness between the two flatbreads, they were on completely different levels, a gap that was utterly disheartening.
"Ah—" Although he was a little frustrated that his most prized creation had been crushed, Bishop couldn't help but exclaim in admiration after swallowing his first bite of the Rou Jia Mo.
A sudden surge of excitement made him feel a bit younger. He wondered what Mai Ge had put in the meat to create such a wonderful effect.
In his youth, he certainly wouldn't have been satisfied with his restaurant only selling scallion pancakes. After all, scallion pancakes were something he improved upon by himself based on other people's rigid sweet crispy biscuits.
Looking back over the past few years, his three sons have fully mastered the skills of making scallion pancakes under his tutelage, and each of them is highly skilled and capable of working independently.
But if they had any ideas to change, he would immediately nip them in the bud. At best, he would give them a good scolding, at worst, he would take them out with a stick. So, apart from the third son, the eldest and second sons had completely settled down and only thought about making good scallion pancakes everyday.
"There are always people better than you. It seems it's time to let the third son try it himself." Bishop looked at the Rou Jia Mo in his hand with a complicated expression. Under the impact of such deliciousness, he had to admit that, just as the customer said, apart from the price, the scallion pancake had no competitive advantage.
Of course, the price of scallion pancakes is also the biggest competitive advantage. Customers who can afford to eat Rou Jia Mo every meal generally won't come to eat scallion pancakes everyday.
Is 300 copper coins a price for a Rou Jia Mo expensive? Bishop asked himself honestly. If he could make such a delicious Rou Jia Mo with such amazing effects, he might price it at 400 or even 600, let alone 300.
"It's really delicious." Bishop said to everyone, then continued eating his Rou Jia Mo with a happy and satisfied smile on his face. Eating such delicious food was indeed a pleasure.
They had originally planned to wait for Grandpa Bishop, the master of pancake, to give his opinion, but seeing that he was completely absorbed in it, the others didn't wait any longer and almost simultaneously picked up their Rou Jia Mo and took a bite.
"Ah—"
The expressions on everyone's faces varied, some were surprised, some were happy, and some were shocked. However, they almost simultaneously let out a long exclamation of admiration. They had previously thought that Andrew and Bishop were exaggerating, but after trying it themselves, they realized that it was a completely spontaneous bodily reaction that they couldn't control at all.
"How can this Rou Jia Mo be so delicious! It's the best flatbread I've ever eaten! No, it also has meat!" Bernice exclaimed, looking at the Rou Jia Mo in her hand.
"This boss is a genius. If nothing unexpected happens, one of the top ten restaurants in the Aden Square Food Ranking competition in half a month will change hands." Miles nodded, looking at Mai Ge in the kitchen with some excitement.