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

Chapter 201-Who can understand the value of this soup? !
When the pig's stomach was cut open, the chicken skin inside had turned completely golden yellow.

The golden chicken skin itself is shiny, and when the light shines on it, it seems to be covered with a layer of dazzling light. The mist is still emitting an enticing aroma.

Its color is so bright that diners can't help but imagine what kind of wonderful changes it has undergone during the cooking process.

The golden hue of the chicken skin is not only a visual delight, but also a tease to the taste buds, making all diners here look forward to how delicious it will taste.

"Gulp... this... is this ready to eat?"

"Boss Wang, stop cutting and just get it out of the pot and show it to me!"

"I can't stand this, bring it to me quickly!"

No matter how anxious the diners are, Wang Fan is really not in a hurry.

Slow work produces fine results. If you are impatient, you won’t be able to enjoy the perfect pork belly and chicken stew.

You may not eat perfect food, but what I, Wang Fan, produce must be perfect in my opinion.

After pulling out the entire pig's stomach, a perfect golden chicken appeared in front of everyone. Without giving them time to react, Wang Fan cut the chicken into small pieces with a few "duangduangduang" sounds. He also cut the pig's stomach into slices about one finger wide, and then put them back into the casserole together with the chicken.

Then pour in the prepared seasonings such as dates, wolfberries, salt, pepper, etc., and then cover the casserole again.

Just when everyone was disappointed that they couldn't see the golden legend, Wang Fan lifted the lid of the second casserole.

"Wow, Golden Legend X2."

"Wow, Golden Legend X3."

"Wow, Golden Legend X4..."

As the casseroles were opened one by one, the exclamations of the Golden Legend were rang out. Perhaps it was because everyone had a special liking for the Golden Legend, so even after watching it more than a dozen times, they would still exclaim in amazement every time.

After cleaning the pig's stomach in the last casserole, Wang Fan took the first casserole down and put the casserole that Zhuo Qianqian had just cleaned on top of it, making the connection completely seamless.

The nearly half-hour-long exclamation not only did not make the diners feel tired or bored, but instead everyone was very enthusiastic.

Especially when I saw the guy in the first place in line, smiling like a weasel who had stolen a chicken, and going to get his pig stomach and chicken stew.

Those who were nearby stared at the covered casserole without blinking, while those who were far away stood on tiptoe or stretched their necks. Everyone was curious about how great this dish of braised chicken with pork belly could be, which took everyone an hour and a half to complete.

Wen Zongquan was very excited at this moment. To be honest, as a native of eastern Shandong, he didn't even know that his hometown had such a delicious dish of pig stomach and chicken.

He always thought this dish was Cantonese cuisine.

Showing his own delicious food in front of so many people made him feel excited, and even his big hands were shaking.

Pinch the small handle on the casserole lid and gently open a gap.

A thick white smoke suddenly floated out from the gap.

The aroma of chicken, even more intense than before, instantly spread.

With a "crash" sound, the lid was completely opened, and everyone's attention was immediately focused on the casserole.

"Wow... Golden Legend..." These diners were not just making a fuss, this was exactly what he saw in the casserole.

The entire casserole is golden except for the red dates and wolfberries floating on top. Just by looking at it, you can tell that this thing must be very rich and delicious.

Wen Zongquan picked up the wooden spoon on the tray and put it into the casserole to stir it gently. What was shocking was that the thick soup at the bottom of the pot was still golden yellow when the wooden spoon scooped it up.

The wooden spoon was lifted up, and a red date, a few wolfberries, a small piece of golden chicken, and a finger-sized piece of pig stomach were scooped up.

The once dry red dates, after being stewed, have become plump and lustrous, their vibrant color as translucent as rubies, emitting a faint sweet fragrance. A few delicate goji berries, like tiny rubies, dot the spoon.

That small piece of chicken and pork tripe with golden skin, soaked in rich chicken soup and embellished with red dates and wolfberries, not only smells incredibly fresh and fragrant, but also looks like the most beautiful enjoyment, like a painting of delicious food, making people can't wait to taste it.

"Fuck you... I can't help myself. Brother, can you let me have this pot? I'll pay double the price!"

"I'll pay three times as much! I don't want it all, just give me half!"

“I want a bowl!”

“I want this spoonful!”

Although Wen Zongquan's family was not wealthy, they were a well-off family, so he would naturally not give up the fat chicken in his mouth for a little money.

The main thing is that Boss Wang only has one dish for every meal. If you really give it away, it might become out of stock. Who would be willing to give it away?
Mine, all mine! I won't give up even a single bite! I won't allow the pig stomach chicken I eat to be incomplete!
Wen Zongquan roared wildly in his heart, and then stuffed the spoon into his mouth without hesitation.

"boom!"

This is not just a mouthful of chicken soup, it is simply a delicious atomic bomb!

At that moment, he seemed to see Miss Qiu.

It turns out that China’s first atomic bomb was not detonated in Lop Nur, but in my mouth!

The extremely rich fragrance is completely worthy of the golden color.

The tiny piece of chicken melted in my mouth the moment it entered my mouth, smooth as silk. Every grain of the chicken was rich with flavor, and the delicious chicken aroma permeated my tongue, making me intoxicated and unable to extricate myself.

The texture of that small piece of pig's stomach is crispy, and when you chew it with your teeth, you can hear a slight "crunching" sound in your ears, just like a concert on the tip of your tongue.

The jujubes and wolfberries in the soup spoon are not just embellishments.

The jujubes exude a sweet aroma, and after absorbing the rich chicken broth, the skin of the jujubes breaks open with a bite, releasing a sweet flavor. The wolfberries have a slightly sweet flavor, but they have a completely different taste from the jujubes. The two blend with the delicious flavor of the chicken broth to create a harmonious and wonderful taste.

The softness of the jujube and the chewiness of the wolfberry complement each other, giving the dish an extremely rich taste.

Their sweetness also spread on the tip of his tongue, complementing the mellowness of the chicken soup, making him intoxicated in this wonderful taste and unable to extricate himself.

The rich and fresh aroma does not diminish in the slightest until you swallow a mouthful of chicken soup. The lingering fragrance on your lips and teeth is the most perfect and appropriate evaluation of it!
"call!"

Wen Zongquan let out a breath, and it seemed that this breath was filled with the delicious aroma of chicken soup.

He really wanted to shout out loud - Family members, who understands the value of this bite!

(End of this chapter)