It is hardly surprising that Doctor Zhao was in such a state; at this moment, not only was he savoring his meal, but on the other side of the table, Doctor Qian was so enthralled by the scent of the Jade Fat Condensed Fragrance Square Pork that he nearly swallowed his own tongue.
Carried away by his excitement, he suddenly leaped from his seat, rushed to the side of the table, and grabbed a large brush to dash off a poem.
"A crimson square of tender grace, with subtle notes that linger long;
Slow-cooked to perfection, glowing like amber in the light.
Rich and savory, a marvel of taste to behold,
It melts upon the tongue, leaving fragrance on the lips!"
Chapter 113