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

Chapter 233 - Perfect Creation - Time of Judgment!

Zhuo Qianqian was happily cutting lotus root slices with a small knife.

The round lotus root slices only need a simple knife cut to be cut into cute little skull shapes, which she had never imagined before.

After cutting out a cute little skull, she would arrange it neatly on the chopping board, and soon a row was full. Her cheerful look made all the cosplayers smile sweetly.

"Boss, I've cut it!"

Zhuo Qianqian pointed at the cute little skeletons lined up on the chopping board, feeling a great sense of accomplishment.

Wang Fan couldn't help laughing as he looked at the pile of little creatures: "Put them in the basin and give them a bath to clean off the slime."

As Wang Fan spoke, he put the freshly steamed taro and purple sweet potato into a large bowl, and then added milk, sugar, condensed milk, and a little salt into the bowl, and then directly beat it into taro and purple sweet potato puree. Up to this point, the style of the painting was still very normal.

Take out the lotus root powder, add boiling water and use chopsticks to make it into a lotus root powder ball, first cut into strips and then into cubes. At Wang Fan's signal, Zhuo Qianqian rolled the cut lotus root powder cubes into round small balls one by one.

Everyone looked at everything in front of them in confusion, and felt that except for the little skeletons cut by Zhuo Qianqian, everything seemed quite normal.

"This doesn't look like the time for judgment, does it?"

"I don't think I have that feeling at all."

"The car rolled over?"

"It's normal for people to make mistakes and horses to stumble. After all, there's no recipe for this dish."

Lin Mu felt that as a loyal fan of Brother Wang, he must say good things about Brother Wang.

However, before he finished speaking, a strange scene appeared.

The butter in Wang Fan's pot had melted, and at this time he poured the freshly blended taro and purple sweet potato puree into the pot.

As the temperature rose, purple bubbles began to emerge from the taro and purple sweet potato puree in the pot.

Seeing this scene, everyone, including Lin Mu, couldn't help but gasp.

It has an inner taste!

Just this one heating action turned an ordinary pot of taro and purple sweet potato puree into something that even adventurers couldn't afford to eat.

Solemn statement: It’s not that I have no money, it’s that I have no life.

Too scary!

Zhuo Qianqian chuckled and put some small lotus root slices and skeletons into the pot. With the addition of these small lotus root slices and skeletons, the weirdness of the soup was raised to a higher level.

"Hiss... Boss Wang, we just asked you to replicate it. There's really no need to surpass it to this extent!"

"Ah this..."

"Do you really have the courage to eat this thing?"

"I feel like this thing could kill me just by looking at it!"

"I think so too... Huh? This style..."

"Oh my god?! Why does it feel like the situation has changed again?" The person who was originally shouting that this pot could cost him his life, couldn't help but widen his eyes again after Wang Fan's next move.

How come this thing that looks so scary in the pot becomes cute when it is put into a small box?
When Wang Fan turned off the fire, Zhuo Qianqian had already placed a row of disposable plastic bowls. When the temperature in the pot dropped a little, Wang Fan used a spoon to scoop up a spoonful of taro and purple sweet potato puree from the pot and hung it over a small bowl.

As the spoon tilted, the thick taro and purple sweet potato puree slowly fell down and began to accumulate in the small bowl smoothly.

One spoonful is just enough to fill the small bowl. Zhuo Qianqian used chopsticks to pick out a small lotus root skull from the pot. Every time Wang Fan finished a portion, she would put a small skull on it, which looked unexpectedly ugly and cute.

Picking up the first one that was packed, Zhuo Qianqian chuckled and said, "Let me test the poison for you."

He held the small bowl without a spoon, blew on it and poured the liquid directly into his mouth.

As soon as she took a bite, a feeling of surprise lingered in her heart. She really didn't expect that this food, which didn't even have a recipe, would turn out to be surprisingly delicious!
As soon as you put the taro and purple sweet potato puree in your mouth, you can feel its delicateness and softness. The sweetness of the purple sweet potato and the fragrance of the taro complement each other, and there is a strong milky aroma blended in it. It not only has a silky texture, but also tastes rare and delicious.

Wang Fan didn't add much sugar, which resulted in this little dessert having a mild taste, not at all greasy, making people want to eat it in big mouthfuls.

Zhuo Qianqian did not let go of the little skeleton on top. The lotus root cooked in sugar water was soft, sweet and a little crispy.

"It tastes great!"

Zhuo Qianqian praised and couldn't help but take the second bowl. Her action made the cosplayers around her anxious. As everyone knows, Boss Wang's things are always limited. We can tolerate you eating one portion, but two portions is too much. If you want to eat it, ask your boyfriend to cook it for you!

"Don't move! Even Lu Xueqi can't take away our already small share!"

"Hey! One portion per person, that's the rule!"

"Put down the judgment that belongs to me. If you touch it again, I will sacrifice my sword!"

Lin Mu also joined in the fun, shouting, "Sister-in-law, if you think it's delicious, ask Brother Wang to make it for you again. Don't take up our already scarce quota!"

When Zhuo Qianqian heard the word "sister-in-law", she felt as if her face was on fire. Her hand shrank back as if she had been electrocuted, and she hid behind Wang Fan in an instant, burying her face in Wang Fan's back and refusing to come out again.

Wang Fan gave Lin Mu a fake glare, reached out to take another bowl from the counter and handed it behind him. When he stretched out his hand again, the small bowl of Judgment Time had disappeared, causing the people in the queue to wail but they were helpless.

What can we do? Threaten him, "If you don't sell more, we won't buy it."

If you don't buy it, there are plenty of people rushing to buy it. Don't you see that the people in the queue are already three steps ahead?

The popularity of Wang Fan's stall makes other stall owners jealous. They are also in the catering business, look at the treatment he receives!
Although these stall owners were envious, they did not feel jealous. Instead, they were very grateful to Wang Fan.

Firstly, everyone sells different things, so there is actually not a particularly opposing competitive relationship. Secondly, Wang Fan has attracted a large number of customers, which has invisibly increased their customer flow and sales.

Zhao Liang was the owner of a fried chicken stall as soon as he entered the food court. He looked at the long line at Wang Fan's place and suddenly remembered something.

Based on his research on Boss Wang over the past two days, he discovered that Boss Wang seemed to be very knowledgeable about chicken delicacies. When he was in Yunnan, he mainly dealt in chickens.

And from watching them discuss it, it seemed like they had made fried chicken once, which made him interested.

He understands the internet celebrity economy, most of which die out after being exposed to the public. Boss Wang's restaurant is always packed with customers, with many returning customers, and even diners who travel thousands of miles to have a meal with him. This shows that he has real skills.

Can I ask Boss Wang for some tips on frying chicken?

(End of this chapter)