The aroma of the fish offal hot pot was overwhelmingly dominant, with the concentrated fish broth, beef tallow base, doubanjiang, and fresh pepper fragrance lingering in the air for quite a while.
Boss Magna had long set the tableware, sitting upright in front of the dining car's folding table, gazing intently at Lin Chen, who was slowly approaching with the pot.
Although he had seen the appearance of the food in the pot from outside the car window, the angle didn't provide a strong visual experience.
When the iron pot was placed centrally on the table, he genuinely felt the impact of this pot of fish offal.
The golden fish broth occasionally bubbled, with a thin layer of red oil around the edge. Brownish yellow fish roe floated on the surface, interspersed with many white translucent fish air bladders.
The fish head, stripped of its major bones, was no longer terrifying in appearance, leaving only soft fish meat soaked in broth, and the remaining bones were unrecognizable.
