Wang Fan scrubbed the pig stomach.
The most important thing in making soup is fresh ingredients, and the next is cleanliness. If you don't wash it well, you'll end up with a rank odor. What kind of soup is that to drink?
Just from his meticulous attention in cleaning the ingredients, all the diners were deeply impressed.
"My goodness, no wonder Boss Wang's dishes are so delicious. Just his way of cleaning the ingredients takes more patience than I have when I touch my girlfriend."
"You're going around in circles and rolling all over my face; can you be a bit more refined with your words?"
"Heh heh, I'm just making a comparison. But honestly, it's almost true. If this pig stomach gets handled by Boss Wang, it can be considered worth it for a lifetime."
"Why do I sense a thick feeling of envy from your words? Do you also want Boss Wang to scrub you like that?"
"Get lost!"
After handling part of the pig stomach, Wang Fan began processing the small chickens.
