After finishing the soup, she fished the pigeon out of the small steam pot. She picked a piece of meat from the pigeon's leg, dipped it into the ginger paste prepared nearby, and popped it into her mouth. Mmm, delicious.
The ginger paste had been fried in oil, which removed all its spiciness, leaving only a fragrant aroma.
It was a perfect match for the pigeon meat.
Lin Xu fished a squab out of the large steam pot, spooned some ginger paste onto his own plate, and said,
"I originally planned to make a Scallion Oil dip. However, considering that ginger paste promotes sweating and is more suitable for this cooling weather, I switched to ginger paste. How does it taste?"
Aunt Liang's heart warmed. What a good kid, she thought. No wonder the restaurant's business is so good.
She said to Lin Xu,
