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

Chapter 275-Pork Belly and Chicken are a perfect match with Slow-Roasted Steak!

"Boss, you're lying to me, aren't you? There really is steak there?"

Zhuo Qianqian was shocked when she saw the steak Wang Fan brought to the table.

What kind of nice person would eat such a hard dish in the morning?

Wang Fan asked doubtfully, "You thought I was lying to you, and you came out of bed?"

Zhuo Qianqian snorted: "You'll suffocate to death."

Wang Fan placed the steak that had been roasted at low temperature overnight on the chopping board and cut it along the ribs with a knife.

Take out a piece and press lightly on the top of the steak with your hand wearing a black rubber glove.

"Zi."

With a sound so weak that it was almost imperceptible, the cross-section of the steak trembled slightly. Then Wang Fan pressed it with a little more force, and the cross-section of the steak seemed to be awakened instantly. The juice in the beef flowed out like a spring, and the rich aroma of meat followed.

"Wow...it really squeezes out the juice."

Zhuo Qianqian stared at the steak with wide eyes. Not only did she see juice flowing out, but two streams of juice even spurted out! She felt as if her saliva was about to flow down with the juice from the steak.

He reached out his other hand and gently pulled the steak, and the bone was removed directly from the steak.

He then continued to cut the steak into bite-sized pieces before pushing it to Zhuo Qianqian. Along with the steak went Wang Fan's words: "I never lie to you."

Zhuo Qianqian blushed, but her smile became even brighter. The boss's serious words were even more lethal than cheesy love words.

"Boss, when I have summer vacation, can you come with me to visit DJI? DJI is so beautiful from July to September. It's a view you absolutely can't miss."

Wang Fan was scooping up some pork belly and chicken stew. As he filled two bowls, he replied, "Sure, I'll visit my future father-in-law while I'm at it. But could you please let me know in advance so we don't go fishing in the desert?"

Zhuo Qianqian chuckled: "Then I can't control my father, you talk to him yourself."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of steak and put it in his mouth.

In Western restaurants, steaks are usually cooked to medium-rare or medium-rare. These steaks are tender, while well-done steaks are too tough.

But nothing is absolute. The key to getting a well-done steak without the woody taste is to roast it slowly over low heat.

Grain-fed beef has a natural milky aroma. The beef, intramuscular fat, and the tendons that Wang Fan deliberately left behind all become very tender and melt-in-the-mouth through long-term slow roasting at low temperature.

The juice hidden deep inside the beef also gushes out with each chew.

Although beef doesn’t go hand in hand with breakfast, I have to say that it’s really delicious to eat it this way!

Swallow a piece of beef, then use a small spoon to scoop up a spoonful of delicious chicken soup with pork tripe and shredded chicken. The crispy pork tripe and the firm yet tender chicken are perfectly stimulated by simple seasonings to bring out their rich and delicious flavor. After taking this bite, you will only have one feeling - wow, the world is so beautiful!
Zhuo Qianqian believed that no matter how hard-working and tired a worker was, all his complaints would disappear completely in the morning after having such a meal.

Seeing the bill would probably make my heart ache.

Dajiang is rich in cattle, sheep, and pigs. Although most people in the area don't eat pork, Zhuo Qianqian's family doesn't have such a taboo. This taboo has nothing to do with ethnicity. Beef and mutton are their most common meats, so they have a clear understanding of the prices of various meats.

The cost of making this breakfast is probably no less than 150 yuan.

The cost is already this much, how much will it cost to eat out?
Just this dish of braised chicken with pork belly would probably start at 200 yuan, or even more than 300 yuan.

Don't think it's expensive, if it's sold in Guangzhou, there will definitely be a lot of people who will appreciate it. After a trip to Guangzhou, Zhuo Qianqian found that Guangzhou people are absolutely willing to spend money on food. A meal of a few hundred yuan is just a drop in the bucket for them, and there are many people who spend thousands or even tens of thousands of yuan on a meal. As long as the food is delicious, they will never think it's expensive, they will only say it's great value for money.

The premise is that you cannot charge for the tissues or he brings his own tissues.

"What are you staring at? Hurry up and finish eating, pack up and go to the hospital."

Wang Fan picked up a chicken wing and put it into Zhuo Qianqian's bowl. Seeing that she didn't know what she was thinking, he reminded her.

Zhuo Qianqian came to her senses and quickly picked up the bowl and started eating.

The beef dipped in the boss’s special hot and sour sauce is simply amazing, and with a sip of the delicious soup, in one word - perfect.

Wang Fan got up and went to the kitchen, took out the 316 thermos bucket he had bought yesterday and started to clean it. After cleaning it, he poured another pot of whole pork tripe and chicken soup into it.

This action immediately released the delicious flavor of the chicken soup, making the already delicious smell in the RV even more intense.

Zhuo Qianqian had also finished eating. After clearing away the dishes, the two of them drove towards the hospital.

……

"Lao Ai, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

First Hospital, general ward.

Professor Ai was sitting on the bed in his hospital gown, with a small table on his legs, writing furiously.

Professor Fu asked as he placed the breakfast he bought in the cafeteria on the bedside.

Professor Ai said without even looking up, "Put it there for now. I'll finish writing this before I eat."

Professor Fu said angrily, "By the time you finish writing this, it'll be gone. You don't have any idea what's wrong with you, do you?"

Upon hearing this, Professor Ai quickly put down his pen and said with a wry smile, "Put it aside for now. Isn't that girl going to bring her boyfriend to see me? I figured she'd bring something delicious so I can improve the food. The food in this hospital always smells like disinfectant."

Even the food in the hospital cannot smell like disinfectant. This is purely psychological.

When Professor Fu heard this, he looked at the bun he had just picked up and was about to put to his mouth, and put it back on the plate.

In comparison, the shengjianbao in the cafeteria is really not on the same level as this one, so I'll just have to wait and see...

"You have to thank them very much for coming this time. If it weren't for them, no one would have discovered your illness, and by the time it naturally developed, you would have been on the verge of death. You have to be more careful in the future. The doctor said that although there is a high probability of recovery now, if you don't take precautions, you may still have the possibility of recurrence."

Listening to his wife's chatter, Professor Ai felt a little emotional. They were both busy, and it had actually been a long time since they sat together and chatted like this. When they did talk, it was mostly about work. How long had it been since he heard this kind of nagging?

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

"Click..."

There was a light knock at the door, and then Zhuo Qianqian poked her little head in. Seeing Professor Fu and Professor Ai, Zhuo Qianqian smiled and whispered hello: "Teacher Ai and Teacher Fu, we are here to see you."

There was not only one bed for Professor Ai in the ward. There were curtains drawn on two other beds because she was afraid of disturbing other patients' rest.

Professor Fu smiled and waved, and Zhuo Qianqian quietly opened the door and walked in. Then came Wang Fan, carrying a thermos bucket and a fruit basket.

(End of this chapter)