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

Chapter 340 - Dinner
These people include soldiers, armed police, reservists and firefighters, totaling about 2000 people. Ordinary shelters may not be able to accommodate so many people.

However, Wang Fan's kitchen team has become a small team of 20 people due to the addition of chefs from various teams, and the work efficiency can be said to have increased dramatically.

After a busy week, they could finally take a break. With a big meal coming up soon, the soldiers inevitably started chatting happily. Chen Baoguo's regiment also became the subject of everyone's questions.

"Old Chen, is the food cooked by Brother Wang really as delicious as you say? You still have time to change your mind now. The truth will soon be revealed, hahahaha."

Wang Jun, the fire captain of another brigade, said, "You've been bragging for so long, but all the delicacies are nothing compared to this. Even monsters and demons would have to eat three bowls before leaving. If you admit your boasting now, the matter of you being greedy for us will be over. If you refuse to admit it, you won't have a chance to change your mind once the food is served."

It was a rare occasion for them to get together, so they started joking around.

Chen Baoguo was calm and composed, not afraid at all: "Don't worry, your climbing skills are as good as Brother Wang's cooking skills."

"Oh? Pretty arrogant, huh? I'm the best climber in Guangzhou. If I'm really as good as you say, then I'm really making a killing this time."

Chen Baoguo patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I guarantee you'll be satisfied with the meal."

Chen Baoguo was absolutely confident in Wang Fan's cooking skills. He had eaten the food of the Cantonese Brigade before, and he knew that Brother Wang's food would definitely be ten blocks better than theirs.

No matter what branch of the military, admiring and worshipping the strong is ingrained in their bones. Wang Fan is certainly not good at disaster relief and combat, but when it comes to cooking, he is a well-deserved strong man.

Although it was a dinner party, there wasn't actually much time. It couldn't be like being at home, so there wasn't much time left for Wang Fan.

However, making good use of time has always been Wang Fan's strong point, and he quickly decided what to eat tonight.

A few younger ones had already gathered around and asked Wang Fan expectantly, "Brother Wang, what are we having for dinner tonight? We've been eating steamed buns and bread for a week now. Can we have some meat?"

Wang Fan looked at the few people. They were all in their twenties. Their childish faces were covered with bruises, and some even had scabs. It was obvious that this flood fighting task was not easy.

The young man who asked the question was tall and strong with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his way of speaking was full of regional characteristics. Wang Fan was very familiar with it.

"Brother Ludong?"

Fang Bin was a little surprised: "How did you know I'm from Ludong, Brother Wang? My Mandarin is pretty standard."

Wang Fan laughed out loud. "I've been in Shandong for almost a month, so I know your way of speaking very well. Coincidentally, I'm going to make another Shandong dish tonight. Do you want to guess what it is? If you guess right, I'll give you an egg."

"What good thing is this?"

Fang Bin was immediately excited when he heard this: "There are quite a lot of Shandong dishes, but to cater to so many of us, this dish can only be stewed..."

"Nine-turn large intestine is impossible. There must be eggs in the dish..."

Fang Bin's eyes lit up: "Brother Wang, are you planning to make braised pork belly?"

As soon as he uttered the word "Bazi Rou", he felt a tide of saliva rushing towards his mouth. It was a delicious taste engraved in the deepest part of his memory.

Coincidentally, he's from Jinan, where this dish is considered the king of meat dishes. From high-end restaurants to street vendors and even everyone's home, it's a must-try. As a northerner serving in the South, he wasn't used to the food, and after a week of eating steamed buns and bread, he'd been looking forward to this one.

Wang Fan smiled and said, "Great! You guessed it right! I really plan to make pork belly tonight."

"No way? No way? Do you really want to make pork belly, Brother Wang?!"

Fang Bin's eyes widened, and his thick eyebrows rose up, fully demonstrating what thick eyebrows and big eyes meant.

This was like his dream, which he had been looking forward to for more than a year, coming true in an instant. You can imagine how happy he felt.

Wang Fan confirmed again: "Yes, it's pork belly. You haven't had much oily food in over a week, so I have to replenish it tonight!"

The pork belly has been skinned and cut into 1 cm thick slices. He does not plan to blanch it, but to fry it directly.

He had already seen the bloodshot in the eyes of these soldiers. In addition to this slightly sumptuous dinner, they also needed a good rest, so he would save as many steps as possible.

The cooking utensils of the other teams were also brought. There was a pot placed in front of Wang Fan at intervals, with a total of 7 large pots. Multi-line operation was not a difficult task for him. He just had to control the time for each pot.

He poured a lot of oil into the big pot in front of him, and felt the oil above the pot with his hand. It was already 70% hot.

Wang Fan picked up the bowl of pork belly and poured it directly into the wok.

The fine oil bubbles instantly made a "sizzling" sound, and small oil drops splashed out of the pan from time to time.

Although high-temperature frying is the main culprit for people's craving for meat, the unique aroma it gives to meat is enough to make people flock to it.

The rich aroma of pork was quickly released, making the soldiers, who had not had a proper meal for a week, start to salivate. The aroma made them want to take the pork out of the frying pan and take a bite first.

Under the influence of the oil temperature, the surface of the pork belly slices soon turned a light golden color. Take out the colander and directly scoop out the slices of meat and put them into the basin. Then wait for the oil temperature to rise and continue frying the rest of the pork belly.

Cheng Dong and others were not idle either. Some were boiling eggs, some were washing green peppers, and some were washing other vegetables.

Pots of fried pork belly were soon placed on the table. After the pork belly was fried, pots of washed and dried green peppers were also placed in front of Wang Fan. Under the action of high temperature, the green peppers quickly turned into tiger-skin peppers.

The peppers were fried and peeled one by one, and the white, tender and chewy eggs were also brought over. Wang Fan fried the eggs directly into tiger skin eggs.

The pots and pans filled with food are so filling that it makes people feel at ease just by looking at them.

Chen Baoguo and others who were resting in the distance would look at Wang Fan from time to time, hoping that this big meal could be served soon so that they could comfort their stomachs.

Wang Fan took a large iron spoon and scooped a few spoonfuls of oil directly from the frying pan into another pot, and then put in the spices prepared in advance. As soon as the smell of the spices appeared, he poured several large bottles of soybean sauce into the pot.

(End of this chapter)