Food: Random stalls, customers chase me all over the country

Chapter 161 - Toast is also yyds
The numbers on the blackboard at the door of the store kept jumping, especially the remaining amount of lamb skewers was decreasing rapidly.

The people waiting in line felt both uncomfortable and helpless.

Fortunately, I saw that there were unlimited chicken legs, which gave me a little comfort in this cold winter.

This big chicken drumstick looks delicious.

Not to mention the grown man Shen Chao, even the cute girl Zhou Wanqing was already holding the chicken leg in her hands and gnawing on it, just like the mountain king gnawing on the chicken leg in the past.

Everyone has only one thought in their mind - you won’t be able to taste the essence of this chicken leg if you don’t chew it this way!
The perfect texture and taste will tempt you so much that you can't help but eat it.

Some people are even more clever and invented the dish of roasted chicken legs and stewed mushrooms.

Lin Dong took a big bite of the chicken leg, and then without chewing, he picked up the mushroom skewers on the side and took another big bite, and then began to chew together.

The delicious mushroom meat and mushroom juice are constantly mixed with the chicken thigh meat, and the two delicacies undergo wonderful changes after being mixed together.

Shen Chao looked at Lin Dong with admiration: "It has to be you. Is this chicken stewed with mushrooms? How does it taste?"

"It tastes delicious! You should try it! Hahahaha."

Lin Dong felt that he had found the perfect way to eat it and recommended it to Shen Chao without hesitation.

Shen Chao tried it and really felt that eating these two delicacies together had the magical effect of 1+1 being greater than 2.

"You're a fucking genius."

Zhou Wanqing has completely eliminated the pistol leg that is almost bigger than her face.

"Well..."

An uncontrollable burp may be the greatest respect a diner can show to a chef.

But she felt that she could still eat something to relax, and the honey toast that had just been served was a good choice.

The rectangular slice of bread was large, well worth the 3 yuan price. Even at the foot of the mountain, she felt that this price was not profitable.

The honey forms a layer of crystal clear caramel on the surface of the bread slices, shining with a golden glow. Some caramelized areas appear darker, but these caramelized marks not only do not affect its appearance, but make it look even more attractive.

Black cooked sesame seeds are evenly sprinkled on the bread slices. The aroma of sesame seeds and the sweetness of bread are very appetizing.

"Click..."

The moment Zhou Wanqing's greasy mouth gently bit the honey toast, a crisp sound immediately rang in her ears, like a pleasant conversation between the bread and her teeth.

As your teeth slowly cut into the bread, the first thing you feel is the crispy crust of the toast. The thin crust, as thin as a cicada's wing, breaks in your mouth, and then the softness and sweetness inside the bread are slowly released, blending with the rich taste of honey.

Zhou Wanqing thoroughly savored the unique texture and sound of the bread. The crunching sound, accompanied by the rhythm of chewing, made the process of eating bread even more interesting and satisfying. The sweetness of the honey also spread in her mouth, forming a perfect combination with the wheat aroma of the bread, making her feel intoxicated.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but Zhou Wanqing felt that the slightly burnt areas tasted particularly delicious, as if there were some mysterious changes in the taste. Wang Fan was also baking bread at the moment while teaching Li Wei and Feng Haoyu something.

"Look at this slice of bread. It's not that I can't make it a completely golden brown, but while it looks great, it'll lose a bit of that unique flavor. This caramelization of food is called the Maillard effect. The Maillard reaction is the king of all culinary chemical reactions and the key to making barbecue so mouth-watering. It's actually a complex series of reactions between amino acids and sugars that create the characteristic brown color of various cooked foods and over 100 distinct flavor compounds."

Although Li Wei and Feng Haoyu did not understand the chemical terms, it did not affect their rote memorization of Wang Fan's words. The students from the four provinces of Shanhe all have some talent in rote memorization.

Wang Fan himself actually doesn’t understand those chemical terms, but this does not affect his ability to achieve this effect through changes in the color of food.

His enhanced eyes and nose allow him to control any ingredient to achieve the perfect Maillard reaction.

The line in front of his teaching room was getting longer and longer, and the number of people was still increasing. Wang Zhi, the owner of the pancake shop next door, was also very busy. As a specialty food of eastern Shandong, his business was actually always pretty good during the peak season. It's just that now is the off-season for tourism, and most of the customers have clear purposes, which is why he was a bit unsuccessful in the past few days.

After cooperating with Wang Fan, the sales here also increased sharply, making him very busy.

But this is also a painful and happy situation, after all, the profits are also rising.

Looking up, Wang Zhi also shook his head in admiration.

Look at the boss next door, Xiao Wang. The customers are lined up from the door of his shop to his own door, and they still have to wait for their turn. It's true that people are no match for each other.

"I came all the way from Sichuan Province, and I don't know if this barbecue is as delicious as the ones online say."

"Haha, I came from Dali. First, I came to climb Mount Tai, and second, I came to join in the fun. Those people praised it as out of this world, so I guess it would be good if it tasted half as good."

"That's a bit of a waste of feelings, but I still plan to stay in Ludong for a few more days. I want to see if the climate and soil here can help me grow taller..."

Wang Zhi listened to the two tourists chatting outside the store and couldn't help but interrupt, saying, "Don't worry, Mr. Wang's cooking skills are absolutely not exaggerated. You will definitely make the trip worthwhile. The only thing you have to worry about is what's left when it's your turn."

My friend from Sichuan asked in confusion, "Boss, have you ever tried that barbecue restaurant?"

Wang Zhi laughed heartily. "I should be his first customer here. Let me tell you, just try his barbecued skewers. The aroma will definitely make you dizzy. Pair them with our small pancakes. Wow... perfect!"

The friend from Sichuan Province looked at Wang Zhi's sign and said with some joy: "Boss, you are selling Shandong's specialty pancakes. Give me a pancake so I can taste the flavor of this specialty."

Wang Zhidao: "Okay, do you want shallots or green onions?"

"Just make it the way you locals eat it. I want the most authentic food."

"Forehead……"

Wang Zhi hesitated a bit: "The most authentic one is a bit spicy, can you handle it?"

The Sichuan brothers immediately exploded: "Boss, listen carefully, I'm from Sichuan. Are you looking down on our ability to eat spicy food? Come on, wrap your spiciest food in it for me. Today I must let you know that Sichuan people are the best at eating spicy food in the world!"

(End of this chapter)