Kamon was the sa, so he wasn’t too obsessed with eating at.
After all, having too much of it, it just beca mundane.
But when he slled Chen Che’s barbecue, the rich aroma that wafted over still surprised him a bit.
When the barbecue, sizzling with oil and bubbling on the surface, was brought in front of Kamon, he couldn’t help but take a bite.
As he pulled a piece of juicy at off the skewer and chewed it, his mouth exploded with the pure aroma of oil. With vigorous chewing, the various spices twirled and danced on the tastebuds like ingredients performing an unexpected waltz!
No unpleasant taste, just the pure fragrance of the original ingredients mingling with the spices, drawing a unique lody.
It was Kamon’s first ti tasting such delicious food, and after chewing, there was a look of pleasant surprise in his eyes.
He never thought anyone could cook food to be this delicious.
Kamon looked at Chen Che in shock and couldn’t help but ask, "Mr. Chen, how did you do it? Is this just black pork? I rember that no matter how black pork is cooked, it always has a faint musky taste, especially when barbecued, which so people like, but I hate it.
But I didn’t expect your at to have no weird taste at all, and it was so delicious, only the aroma of the spices and the ingredients stood out."
Kamon said, taking a swig of cold beer, wearing a look of intoxicated pleasure on his face.
"This is fantastic, this is what food should be like, paired with this beer, hahaha, it’s so satisfying, damn it, even better than the first ti I was with a woman!"
"Mr. Kamon, your analogy is a bit too rough," Chen Che couldn’t help but shake his head and said. Kamon, who had been sitting beside him, had to move his chair next to Chen Che’s barbecue grill after tasting a skewer of at, taking a big gulp of cold beer, and licked his lips, asking eagerly, "Mr. Chen, you can’t hold back now, do you have so magical secret recipe?
Don’t worry, I’m not going to ask for your secret recipe, just give so of your seasoning. After tasting your barbecue, if you leave and I can’t have this kind of at again, I’ll go crazy."
After just one taste, Kamon was convinced that if he could never eat this at again, it would be a real lifeti regret.
The flavors it contained were truly unforgettable, impossible to refuse.
Chen Che shrugged helplessly and smiled: "There’s no way around it, Mr. Kamon. My secret is in myself; don’t underestimate the barbecue. Every flip is to heat the at evenly, using the charcoal fire to drive out the oil and unpleasantness.
At the right ti, sprinkle the seasoning to bring the flavor of the at to its peak.
If you want to eat this barbecue, I can always make it for you."
Kamon pointed at Chen Che, chuckling, "Mr. Chen, you have so deep strategy here! If I get in a fight with you, doesn’t that an I’d never get to taste this barbecue again?"
"Haha, Mr. Kamon, it seems I’ve got you where it matters most!"
The two exchanged smiles, clinking their beer bottles together in a joyous toast.
Xia Na didn’t bother with the emotional exchange between the two n and enjoyed Chen Che’s barbecue alongside them.
Chen Che hadn’t t soone like Kamon for a long ti, soone he could genuinely connect with and share so much common ground.
The two ate barbecue while happily drinking beer.
From Kamon’s actions today, it was clear that he wasn’t an ordinary person; he had undergone the Flesh and Blood Calamity.
And probably at a high level.
Simple beer, for them, was tabolized quickly.
They brought in case after case of beer.
It seed they were drinking to their heart’s content.
Just as they were in the middle of drinking rrily, they heard the sound of approaching footsteps, followed by a girlish scold: "Dad, you’re drinking again!"
A young, slightly childish female voice suddenly made Kamon panic, quickly hiding the unfinished bottle of beer behind him.
This scene left Chen Che and Xia Na baffled about who could make Kamon so scared?
They turned to see a blonde girl in a sundress running over quickly.
The girl wasn’t old, looking only about fourteen or fifteen, but on the Wasteland, girls this age were already considered adults.
Like girls in ancient tis, many had already married at this age.
The girl was Caucasian, with exceptionally beautiful golden curls, and eyes that were as clear and blue as the sky, incongruous with the apocalypse’s slaughter and filth.
Her eyes were beautiful, her skin very fair, with large, lively eyes.
Kamon, trying to shift his daughter’s attention, awkwardly introduced her to Chen Che: "Mr. Chen, this is my daughter, Annabelle..."
Annabelle turned her head with curiosity to look at the young man in front of her, knowing he was a guest of her father’s. She politely gave Chen Che a bow. Then, with her cute cheeks puffed up, she looked at her father and the scattered beer bottles around.
"Dad, why did you drink so much again?"
Kamon replied helplessly, "Just once, just this once, ah, sweetheart, Dad’s body can handle a little bit of drinking. You can’t deprive Dad of his only hobby, right?"
"Hehe, isn’t your only hobby fighting those wild boars? When did it beco drinking?"
Kamon blushed, not knowing whether it was from drunkenness or embarrassnt.
Beside them, Chen Che and Xia Na could barely contain their laughter. So it turned out that the infamous Kamon, who had killed tens of thousands, was a doting father.
No one had ever heard this underground godfather had such a beautiful daughter.
Kamon imdiately changed the subject: "Sweetheart, give Daddy so face. We have guests; what brings you out? What did Dr. Qin say?"
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