Among the guests including the staff, most of them came for breakfast because of Lin Chen.
Upon hearing his voice suddenly, they didn't even bother to appreciate the restaurant's scenery and converged from all directions.
Lin Chen brought the milk pot and stood behind the salad area table, nodding and smiling at the onlookers. Seeing that most people had their phones pointed this way, he leaned forward slightly and slowly tilted the milk pot.
The translucent yellowish liquid poured over the minced garlic atop the vegetable shreds, instantly producing wisps of white smoke.
"Sizzle"
"Sizzle"
"Sizzle"
Each pour scattered the minced garlic, creating small bubbles and emitting an enticing, delightful sound, while intensifying the aroma of garlic.
The process was the same for both salads.
