"Boss, would you like to try the taste?"
"Okay."
Jiang Yu picked up a clean pair of chopsticks, took a small piece of beef, and put it in his mouth. He chewed it lightly, showing a satisfied smile on his face. He nodded and said,
"Not bad! You should try what you've made too."
"Sure!"
Du Guangning beamed with a smile, looking like a student praised by a teacher. He also picked up a clean pair of chopsticks, grabbed a piece of beef, and stuffed it into his mouth.
Just after a couple of chews, his eyes suddenly widened, showing a face of disbelief.
Did he really make this spicy grilled pepper beef himself?
Since when could he make a cold dish this delicious? Am I dreaming?
Though shocked, Du Guangning knew he wasn't dreaming, because the numbing spiciness mixed with the unique charred flavor of the grilled peppers continuously stimulated his nerves, and the tender yet chewy beef with tendons became more flavorful the more he chewed!
