How could this not surprise them?
"We came all the way from Beijing this time just to taste the dishes made by Master Xiaojiang, didn't we?"
The elderly man sitting at the head of the table had a kindly face. With a faint smile, he glanced around at the others and slowly said,
"Judging just from these few dishes, Master Xiaojiang indeed has impressive skills. His food tastes much better than many who claim to be master chefs."
"These dishes are indeed quite good, but what I'm most looking forward to is the Blessed Pork!"
Seated next to the kindly elderly man was a round, chubby old fellow, who said with a grin,
"This is a palace dish. If he can make this dish well, that would truly be remarkable!"
As they were talking, the door to the private room was gently knocked, and a waitress walked in carrying a dish.
After placing the dish on the dining table, she smiled brightly and said,
