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

Chapter 305-No Chicken Smell

When you take your first bite of the shrimp wontons, the first thing you feel is the smoothness and delicateness of the wonton skin. It is soft and elastic. When you chew it gently in your mouth, the deliciousness of the shrimp begins to explode on the tip of your tongue.

The shrimp meat is tender and juicy, with an elastic and chewy texture, accompanied by a light seafood sweetness. The deliciousness of the shrimp meat and the smoothness of the wonton skin complement each other, creating a wonderful change in the mouth.

Luo Xu couldn't help but scoop another spoonful of wontons, this time with some milky soup.

The delicious shrimp meat blends with the light yet rich soup base, and is paired with a small but just right amount of seasoning, creating a mellow and delicious flavor that lingers for a long time.

The light and refreshing soup base was not greasy at all, allowing him to fully savor the original flavor of the shrimp. Every bite made him feel the perfect balance of freshness, sweetness and saltiness, leaving him with an endless aftertaste.

The little girl held a spoon in her little hand and worked hard to scoop out a piece of chicken from her big bowl and handed it to Luo Xu: "Daddy, eat some meat."

The little guy was so greedy, but he was stubborn and wanted to feed his dad first.

The tears in Luo Xu's eyes finally dissipated. The present has its own beauty, so why cling to the past?
The tender chicken melted in his mouth, and the addition of the little cotton jacket made him feel that this was the most delicious thing in the world.

Jiang Rui had eaten Cantonese food with Luo Xu several times before, but to be honest, she couldn't get used to it and felt that the taste was a bit bland.

But today's shrimp wonton chicken hotpot completely broke her inherent perception.

It turns out that bland and rich can coexist!
The milky white soup has no extra seasoning at all, and the rich aroma is very authentic, without any weird taste.

But it was this most essential and simple fragrance that really made her feel that this was the best soup.

No wonder Lao Luo always said with regret that "it doesn't taste like chicken" when drinking soup. It turns out that this is what he meant by chicken taste!

"Is this chicken flavor enough?"

Watching Luo Xu guzzling his soup, Jiang Rui couldn't help but tease, "You always said it didn't taste like chicken. You're drinking it so enthusiastically this time, it must taste like chicken."

Luo Xu shook his head: "Almost."

Jiang Rui was speechless and said, "Brother, you drank so much that tears came out of your eyes just now. You're almost there now? What kind of boss would be able to satisfy your demands?"

Luo Xu shook his head and said, "The boss's craftsmanship should be rated at least 100 out of 120. It's a great honor for him to have this chicken in his hands. It has reached a height that it shouldn't have reached."

"That's right!"

As soon as Luo Xu finished speaking, a shrewd-looking older brother next door chimed in: "Although this chicken is very fresh, it has probably never been out of the chicken coop in its life. It has never run freely in the mountains. It has been fed feed in the cage all its life, so the meat is flabby."

Luo Xu's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Yes, and this chicken is only half a year old at most. It lacks the fat from years of age, and without the fat the taste is not quite right."

"That's right, but I have to say the boss's cooking skills are really great. Even with a chicken made from a simple ingredient like this, he can make it taste just like grandma's. If he uses a mountain chicken that's over three years old, I can't even imagine what kind of delicious food it would be!"

"That's understandable. Although the taste of this three-yellow chicken is a little worse, it's cheaper. This is a university after all. If the boss used those old mountain chickens, this pot of soup would cost at least 300 yuan. How can students eat it?"

Jiang Rui took another bite of the chicken and found it incredibly tender, fresh, and fragrant. It was so delicious that she wanted to swallow it all. How on earth could these people have figured out three generations of this chicken in just one bite? "Even with this ordinary chicken, the delicious soup the boss made is worthy of a 99.9 point score. It's definitely a masterclass."

"Cousin, wipe your tears."

"You too, cousin, there are tears in your eyes too."

"Why is there still wind in this cafeteria? Sand is blowing into my eyes."

Many of the Cantonese who came to the imperial capital to make a living have already made a name for themselves and can definitely be considered social elites, but at this moment, all of them are crying without exception.

There is a kind of sorrow called homesickness, and a kind of longing called drinking delicious soup. This bowl of chicken soup, which is not made with top-notch ingredients, firmly opens up their long-forgotten memories.

The surging memories instantly broke through the defenses in my heart and reached my tear glands. Big tears dripped into the soup, adding a different flavor to this bowl of delicious soup.

Everyone stopped talking and silently ate the shrimp, wonton and chicken hotpot in front of them one spoonful at a time.

After eating the sweet and fresh shrimp wontons and the crispy and sweet milk cabbage, I finally picked up the casserole and drank it all in one gulp along with the tender boneless chicken and the little remaining soup. The feeling can only be described as silky and satisfying.

"Today's chicken hotpot is delicious, and the boss's gestures are really great."

"The cooking skills that even Master Luo praised are absolutely amazing. I hope to have the chance to eat the soup that the boss makes with cross-country chicken. I'd be happy to pay even five hundred or one thousand for it."

"Boss, this bowl of soup today is even better than the one I spent 2000 yuan on last time. Although the chicken isn't the best, your cooking skills are truly admirable."

Listening to the discussions around her, Zhuo Qianqian was filled with joy. Her boss's craftsmanship was definitely not to be underestimated.

Jiang Chenchen and the other two were secretly amazed: "Wow, I knew the boss's craftsmanship was good, but I didn't expect it to reach such a high level."

"These southerners all look like big bosses. They're all so boastful, so I guess Boss Wang must be quite high-ranking, right?"

Li Jing exaggeratedly spread her arms and gestured, "It's as high as several stories! I just looked it up online, and I was shocked. I didn't expect it to be so hidden!"

Jiang Chenchen and Zhang Ya's eyes lit up when they heard this. This was obviously gossip!

"Tell me about it now, don't keep me in suspense!"

Li Jing looked at Zhuo Qianqian and sighed, "Little Foodie, this has found a treasure! Boss Wang is incredibly popular online. He started in the capital, and basically changed locations every week. Wherever he set up his stall, there were long lines. Later, he moved to other provinces, and many fans even took advantage of the holidays to follow him around the country just to have a taste of his cooking! He was even rated as the most difficult wild boss to defeat in the country. Oh, and I heard that he used to sell skewers on the top of Mount Tai, which directly boosted Mount Tai's tourism industry. The number of visitors in the cold winter was more than that of May Day and National Day, directly setting a record for visitor traffic."

Jiang Chenchen and Li Jing looked at Zhuo Qianqian in amazement: "How come your boyfriend is so awesome?"

Zhuo Qianqian felt that she should be more low-key: "It's okay, but that customer flow is the limit of Mount Tai, not the limit of the boss, hehehe."

(End of this chapter)