The braised pig's trotters, stewed to a rich, glossy dark brown, were so vibrant and appetizing that they caught the eye the moment they appeared.
Never mind the live stream viewers; the few people present were hit with such an impact that their brains momentarily stalled. Zheng Wenrun swallowed hard, staring at the savory, succulent pig's trotters before him, feeling his throat go dry for the first time. The rich, meaty aroma kept drifting into his nostrils, making his mouth water uncontrollably.
"Can I have a taste?"
Chapter 172