Twenty more minutes passed, and Jiang Feng felt that the braised pork was about ready to come out of the pot.
The sauce had completely penetrated the fatty pork, most of the fat had been stewed out, and the large chunks of pork in the pot looked shiny and greasy. Although it wasn't so tender that it would fall apart with a light poke of the chopsticks, it was soft enough to the touch.
He picked up a small piece. The ratio of fat to lean meat was just right; the fat seemed to melt away from the lean part in the mouth and could be swallowed easily, sliding down the throat, while the lean meat had also become completely tender, with distinct strands and fully permeated with flavor. Due to the addition of some sugar, a careful chew revealed a slight sweetness.
With this dish, Jiang Feng was confident that even Sir wouldn't be able to find fault with it.