Weekend! As noon approached, Jun Chen was busy in the kitchen.
"Mother Wu, please slice the pork belly into small pieces."
With a large grass carp about fifty centimeters long already gutted and descaled in his hands, and the oil in the wok now sizzling hot, Jun Chen slipped the fish into the wok. *Sizzle—* Once it was fried to a golden brown on both sides, he scooped it out...
Chapter 108