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

Chapter 26-I Can't Help It

Wang Fan picked up a small bowl, left a little for himself, and then filled the whole large basin.

Wang Fan knew that Dazhuang was not lying, but he absolutely did not believe that his parents refused to eat.

No one in the world can resist the delicious food produced by the system, even if it is just some oil residue.

Such a confident and serious face.

Seeing Wang Fan carrying out a large basin, Da Zhuang's eyes began to light up.

"Wow, Brother Wang, you made so much. But I don't need that much. Just give me one bowl."

As he spoke, he began to sniff hard through his nose.

"It smells so good. I didn't expect that Brother Wang has such a skill."

Wang Fan handed the bowl to Da Zhuang and said, "It's okay. I made a lot. I can't finish it myself. You can have all of this. It's all lard I bought at dusk. It's very clean. Go back and give it to your parents to try."

Dazhuang took the basin and said, "They don't eat. My mom has been eating boiled vegetables lately, and my dad is also trying to lose weight, so he rarely eats at night."

Wang Fan chuckled: "How can you have the energy to lose weight if you don't eat enough? Okay, okay, take it back quickly. It's so cold outside. Don't catch a cold."

After Da Zhuang thanked Wang Fan again, he quickly ran back to his yard.

Wang Fan watched Dazhuang enter the house before closing and locking the door again.

Wang Chunyang is 36 years old, 180 cm tall, and weighs 240 catties.

Sun Ting is 35 years old and has taken good care of herself, so she looks around 30 years old.

At this time, both of them were doing aerobics following the TV in the living room.

Seeing his son carrying a basin in, Wang Chunyang frowned immediately: "Da Zhuang, how can you take so much?"

Da Zhuang hurriedly explained, "Brother Wang gave it to me. I originally wanted a small bowl, but Brother Wang said he made a lot and was afraid it would go bad if left alone, so he asked me to take it all back. He also asked you to try it too."

Sun Ting said, "Son, eat by yourself. Mom and Dad want to lose weight. Dad, don't take this opportunity to be lazy. Don't you know how much you weigh now?"

Wang Chunyang scratched his head awkwardly: "Well, I just took a break, I wasn't slacking off."

After saying that, he slowly started moving along with the TV again. Beads of sweat kept flowing down from his forehead, and most of his short-sleeved T-shirt was soaked.

Although it is cold outside, there is heating at home and the temperature in the house is always above 26 degrees, so they will not be cold.

Seeing that his parents were too busy to pay attention to him, Da Zhuang picked up the basin and ran back to his room happily.

"Suck it..."

Da Zhuang sucked his lips to slow down the saliva that was already flowing out from the corners of his mouth.

Fragrant.

It smells so good.

The rich aroma of pork was like an invisible little hand, firmly grasping Dazhuang's nose on the lard residue.

He couldn't wait to pick up a piece of oil residue and put it into his mouth, using his teeth to apply a little force.

"Click..."

With a crisp sound, the oil residue instantly shattered into pieces under Dazhuang's teeth.

The strong aroma of meat instantly exploded in the mouth along with the remnants of oil residue and residual oil and water, and every taste bud was aroused by this rich aroma.

Although only a little salt was added, the salty taste combined with the unique aroma of pork made Dazhuang feel that this was the most delicious delicacy in the world.

"Click..."

"Click..."

Da Zhuang's mouth moved quickly, and he didn't even need chopsticks. He just used his fingers to pick up the oil residue and put it into his mouth. The refreshing feeling made Da Zhuang more and more addicted to it. "Delicious, so delicious! Ah! Ah!"

Sun Ting, who was exercising in the living room, sniffed and felt a strong aroma of meat going straight into her head.

Then he looked at Wang Chunyang in confusion: "Dad, what's that smell? Did you secretly stew meat?"

Wang Chunyang panted heavily, "Wife...Wife, I'm so tired now that I'm like a fool. How can I still have the mood to stew meat?"

Sun Ting was even more confused: "What does this smell like? It smells strangely fragrant."

Wang Chunyang sniffed hard and said, "Isn't this the smell of the greasy residue that the stinky boy brought back from Xiao Wang? I used to eat it all the time when I was a kid, so it can't be wrong."

After saying that, he smacked his lips, as if recalling the taste of his childhood: "But you know what, this little Wang is really good at it. This tastes even better than the ones I ate when I was a kid."

Sun Ting rolled her eyes. "Even if you want to eat, you have to hold back. You're almost as fat as a ball. Your blood pressure, blood sugar, and blood lipids are all high. If you keep going like this, I'm going to become a widow."

Wang Chunyang smiled awkwardly and said, "I was just talking, I don't want to eat it."

Sun Ting clicked on the play button and said, "Come on, keep going. You only have one more to go before you can take a break."

Dazhuang doesn't care what his parents are doing in the living room.

At this moment, all he could see were these oil residues.

The only thing that made him a little dissatisfied was that he didn't have a steamed bun in his hand.

Otherwise, you can wrap the oil residue in steamed buns, the taste is so delicious that you can’t stop thinking about it.

"Brother Wang's cooking skills are really good. This is much more delicious than the oil residue made by my father and grandma. Awooo!"

"Click..."

"Click..."

The sound of the oil residue breaking in the mouth was not loud, but it was clearly heard by Sun Ting and Wang Chunyang.

Sun Ting licked her lips awkwardly. She suddenly wanted to taste the lard residue.

Wang Chunyang felt uncomfortable.

He loved eating this kind of greasy food. Listening to his son eating with relish and smelling the aroma that kept wafting over, he felt that his current state was worse than death.

How did Xiao Wang make this lard? Why does it smell so good? It's much better than my mother's decades of craftsmanship.

Sun Ting frowned fiercely. No, she had to lose weight. That thing looked very greasy and it was not good to eat it late at night. It didn't matter if her son, who was still growing, ate a little, but it would be bad for the two of them to eat it.

I will endure!

I can't bear it any longer!
I...I can't stand it anymore! TT
Sun Ting never thought that her concentration was so poor.

It was just a small piece of oil residue, but I couldn't help but want to taste it.

The fragrance and the crisp sound were like the devil's whisper, which she could not ignore.

With a quick glance, Sun Ting said, "Dad, do you want to go see our son? I want to taste the oil residue to see if it's clean. I don't want our son to get sick from eating it again."

Wang Chunyang shook his head. "Don't worry, wife. Don't you know Xiao Wang? He's young, cute, and very clean. I'd rather believe that what I cook is unclean than believe that he would use unclean food to cook."

Sun Ting said firmly: "No, I'm still worried, I have to try it."

Wang Chunyang looked at Sun Ting in confusion. It was not like Xiao Wang had never met his own wife before, so why did he not trust her today?

"Gulu..."

Hearing this, Wang Chunyang understood immediately: "That's right, children can't eat anything when they are growing. It will be bad if they eat something that makes them sick. We should go and try it out. Let's go."

(End of this chapter)