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

Chapter 236-Longdong Snack Street, a paradise for foodies
"what……"

What Wang Fan didn't expect was that this little foodie actually picked up the meat and put it to his mouth.

He even let out an "ah" sound, just like feeding a child, and Wang Fan's old face immediately turned red like a monkey's butt.

Seeing that Wang Fan didn't open his mouth, Zhuo Qianqian pushed the meat forward again, and Wang Fan had no choice but to open his mouth and eat the meat.

"Hey hey hey..."

Zhuo Qianqian chuckled and scooped a portion of meat and rice for herself with her chopsticks. Her big eyes quickly curved into beautiful crescents again.

Wang Fan chewed the meat in his mouth numbly. He didn't know whether it was because the boss's cooking skills were particularly good or for some other reason, but he just felt that it tasted particularly sweet.

Well, the rice is not as good as the fragrant rice in our Northeast.

Zhuo Qianqian seemed to have found the joy of feeding the pigs. She would eat a piece of rice with her chopsticks and give a piece of rice to Wang Fan. The whole box of pig's trotter rice was soon finished.

A small box of pork trotter rice was certainly not enough for Zhuo Qianqian, so she pulled Wang Fan to a shop selling honey buns and pumpkin cakes.

The small bread was very soft and crispy. Zhuo Qianqian broke it into two halves with her hands, put one half into her mouth, and handed the other half to Wang Fan's mouth.

After getting used to it, Wang Fan had developed a little resistance to Zhuo Qianqian's feeding and was no longer at a loss.

Wang Fan's tongue told him that the honey bread was not very tasty because the honey was not used very well and it had a strong smell of industrial saccharin. However, his brain received the message that the bread was sweet like honey.

If you knock open his skull at this time, you will probably see a heart-shaped brain. According to the theory of like cures like, walnuts will lose any effect in front of his brain.

Wang Fan saw a hand-torn chicken stall in the corner and was very interested in it. He used his strength to pull back Zhuo Qianqian's hand for the first time.

Pointing to the hand-torn chicken shop, Zhuo Qianqian happily followed him over.

The boss was a lady in her 50s. She looked at Wang Fan and Zhuo Qianqian, and directly added a spoonful of chili pepper when mixing the chicken.

The dark yellow chicken skin, light-colored chicken meat, green coriander, shiny chicken, and bright red peppers all look very appetizing.

"what……"

This time, Zhuo Qianqian did not feed the baby, but opened her mouth and waited for Wang Fan to feed her.

This was the first time for Wang Fan to be fed, but feeding animals was a job he was very familiar with.

He picked up a full mouthful of chicken with chopsticks, along with a few crispy peanuts, and handed it to Zhuo Qianqian's mouth.

"Ouch."

After swallowing it in one bite, the full aroma of chicken is highlighted by the crispy skin and fragrant meat. Zhuo Qianqian was very happy eating it.

Wang Fan also picked up a piece with his chopsticks. It was soft, tender, fresh and fragrant, very much in line with the Cantonese style.

Wang Fan couldn't help but praise her, "Auntie, the hand-shredded chicken you made is really good. You controlled the heat very well, and you can tell the chicken is fresh the moment you eat it."

When the aunt heard Wang Fan's praise, she was immediately delighted. "Oh, you handsome boy, you really know how to praise people. You hit the nail on the head on these two selling points of my hand-torn chicken. Your girlfriend is so beautiful too. You two are a perfect match."

After saying that, he looked at Zhuo Qianqian again: "If this little girl eats at my stall for a while longer, I guess I'll sell out all my food soon. This little girl is not only pretty, but her eating manners are also top-notch, hahaha."

When Wang Fan heard this, he couldn't help but smile. In fact, what he liked most was Zhuo Qianqian's eating habits.

Even if you make her an ordinary bowl of millet porridge, she can taste it as if it were a delicacy from land and sea.

Which chef can handle such diners?
It was only natural that he couldn't withstand Zhuo Qianqian's three blows. "Thank you, Auntie, hehehe!"

Zhuo Qianqian thanked the aunt beautifully, and said "ah" twice to indicate to Wang Fan that it was time to feed the baby. Wang Fan quickly picked up another big chopstick and gave it to her.

Zhuo Qianqian has chubby cheeks, and Wang Fan really wants to give her the nickname Hamster Qian.

It's no wonder that the handsome and beautiful images of Wang Fan and Zhuo Qianqian, as well as Zhuo Qianqian's stunningly beautiful eating habits, have indeed attracted quite a few customers to the aunt's restaurant. In just a short while, there were already more than ten people lining up.

This made the aunt very happy, and she even tore the chicken more quickly.

After eating the hand-shredded chicken, Zhuo Qianqian politely waved goodbye to the aunt. The aunt smiled and told her that she would give her a 50% discount next time she came, which made Zhuo Qianqian very happy.

Then she saw a taro ball soup restaurant, and Zhuo Qianqian rushed over like a little shark smelling fishy smell.

There are many kinds of toppings for you to choose from in the taro ball stall, such as purple sweet potato taro balls, coconut flakes, egg jelly, black pearls, etc.

Zhuo Qianqian is not a child, so she doesn’t make choices, she wants them all!

The colors of taro balls vary, some are pink, some are white, and some are deep purple like purple sweet potatoes. Each taro ball shines with an attractive luster. They roll and float in the sugar water, like a group of cheerful elves playing.

After stirring evenly, Zhuo Qianqian scooped up a spoonful and brought it to Wang Fan's mouth again. Wang Fan swallowed it in one gulp, and felt the softness of the taro balls and the sweetness of the sugar water melting instantly on his tongue.

The sweet syrup is as smooth as silk, with a delicate texture, blending perfectly with the chewy and springy taro balls.

Red beans, mung beans, grass jelly, pearls, etc. also add more layers of taste.

"good to eat."

Wang Fan couldn't help but praise it again, but he didn't expect the stall owner's eyes to light up immediately.

"Are you Boss Wang?"

"Ok?"

Wang Fan looked at the stall owner, a young girl who looked only slightly older than himself.

"My last name is Wang, but I'm not sure if it's the Boss Wang you're talking about."

Chen Meng was so happy that she almost jumped up.

"You are you. I went to Erbin during the Spring Festival and had the braised pork you made. It was really delicious. I am your fan and I am even in the King of Glory group."

Wang Fan didn't expect that he would meet fans when he went out. Has he reached this level?

Chen Meng continued excitedly, "Boss Wang, can we take a photo together? I'll put it up on my stall. I hope I can sell as fast as you do, hahaha."

To be honest, as a street vendor herself, she really envied Wang Fan's speed in closing the stall. He closed the stall and went home in less than two hours. Who wouldn't be envious?
Posting a photo of Boss Wang might bring you good luck. Not to mention, some people can even jump beautifully at half his speed.

Looking at Chen Meng who was looking at him expectantly, Wang Fan shook his head and refused: "Forget it."

I am already in a relationship, so I try to have as little contact with the opposite sex as possible. I am a very chaste person.

"Whatever, forget it. It's just a photo. Come over and I'll take it for you."

Before Wang Fan could finish his words, Zhuo Qianqian interrupted him with a smile. She pushed Wang Fan to Chen Meng's side, took Chen Meng's phone and took a few pictures of the two of them.

(End of this chapter)