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

Chapter 347-Tangbula Hoshino Hotel

Tangbula Grassland is known as "a hundred-mile painting scroll and a natural gallery".

At the best viewing locations, there are several specially built platforms where you can park your car and enjoy the view.

Standing on the observation deck and looking down, all you can see is lush green mountains, forests and grasslands. There are pure white yurts on the grasslands, and a large number of lambs with snow-white bodies but black heads. Some are running freely, and some are eating grass comfortably.

A clear river meanders and reflects the sunlight, shimmering like the waistband of this green grassland.

Wang Fan couldn't help but sigh, "The lamb is so cute, it must taste delicious, right?"

Zhuo Qianqian agreed, "Of course it will be even better with the boss's craftsmanship."

It was just noon and everyone was a little hungry after a morning's journey. The people in other cars also found some nice places to camp. They set up a tent and put tables and chairs on them. Various snacks and fruits were placed on the tables. The scenery was picturesque and there was a gentle breeze with the fragrance of flowers and plants. It was so comfortable.

"After several years of commercial development, this place looks much more organized, but I feel the scenery is a bit dissonant. Let's take a break and then go to the next stop, which is even more beautiful than here."

Zhuo Qianqian looked at the camps of all sizes and said helplessly.

Excessive commercialization has caused this place to lose its most authentic beauty.

Wang Fan smiled and said, "This place is already beautiful to me. Don't expect too much. Let's go. It's time for dinner. Let's go to our destination and make some money."

He really had to make money. When he was in Meizhou, he had basically spent most of his money, including the system bonus and previous savings. After purchasing a batch of supplies, he was once again back to being penniless.

But now making money is no longer a difficult thing for him. As long as there are people to feed, he is confident that he can make money.

The two got back in the car and headed straight for their final destination for this afternoon - the Tangbula Hoshino Hotel.

Tangbula Xingye Hotel's Starry Sky Campground is a comprehensive hotel offering RVs, Magic Cube Starry Sky Rooms, hiking camping, and electric vehicle charging. Over 70 RVs are neatly arranged around the campground, each fully equipped with air conditioning, TVs, kitchens, sofas, and tables.

After paying 20 yuan a day for parking, Wang Fan drove his car into the camp parking lot.

There were already many cars parked in the parking lot at this time, and most of the cars had awnings and tents set up around them.

The scenery in the parking lot is naturally not very good, but it is cheap and relatively cost-effective. It also has water and electricity, making it a very suitable transit station for road repairs.

As soon as Wang Fan's RV appeared, it attracted a lot of people's attention. After all, it was such a big thing that it was hard not to attract attention.

After seeing clearly that this bus-like vehicle was actually an RV, many people exclaimed in amazement.

"Oh my god, you still call this a motorhome? This is like driving out a 50-square-meter house."

"I used to think my large Mogul tent was pretty good. It would instantly take over the campground when I showed it off. But compared to this giant tent, it's not even camping anymore. It's just sleeping rough."

"Then I can only be called a grave mound, hahaha."

"I have to see who is so arrogant. Why is he camping with such a big car? He can't experience the joy of being close to nature at all."

Neither Wang Fan nor Zhuo Qianqian got out of the car. The Shisanling RV, which had been upgraded to purple quality, had basically reached 90% automation.

"Turn on restaurant mode." Wang Fan gave an order, and the artificial intelligence that received the order began to operate.

An awning was slowly erected, and then the restaurant window opened automatically. A 50-centimeter-long serving table extended from under the window, and then the entire restaurant expanded outward by about one meter like a Transformer. Fortunately, the parking space for his RV was large enough, otherwise it would not have been able to fit it all.

"Restaurant mode is now open."

At this time, Zhuo Qianqian had already set the information on the sign she made and hung it next to the window of the RV. It clearly read - Spicy Pan-fried Lamb Chops 68 yuan/serving.

"Huh?"

This RV was already eye-catching, and it just underwent a transformation in front of everyone. As soon as the sign was hung up, many people expressed surprise and doubt.

“Is this a dining car?”

"Whose rich second generation is out experiencing life?"

"68 for a fried lamb chop isn't too expensive, but the food prepared for camping here is quite sufficient. It's hard to imagine he'll be able to sell it, right?"

Wang Fan naturally couldn't hear what they were saying. He was talking directly to the live camera: "I won't be taking pictures of the scenery for now. I need to cook some food to earn some money for the trip. Let's turn off the live broadcast for now and turn it back on when we set off again."

Wang Fan originally thought that they would agree readily, but unexpectedly he encountered strong opposition.

"Brother, have you forgotten that you are a food blogger? Not a travel blogger?"

"We're already fans of your gourmet food, and the scenery is just an appetizer. Hurry up and point the camera at what you're going to make, right now!"

"I've been waiting for you to cook all morning. Hurry up, I've already prepared the steamed buns."

Wang Fan said with a helpless smile: "Okay, okay, if you like watching it, go ahead, but it might be a bit boring."

As he said this, he adjusted the direction of the camera and pointed it at the large frying pan in front of him.

Of course, the lamb chops could not have been caught and slaughtered on the grassland. They had to be bought in advance on the road, and he had even marinated them in advance.

His lamb chops are cut from the softest and tenderest middle part of the lamb ribs, not the traditional lamb shoulder.

70 yuan per pound, one piece is about 50 grams, and a serving is 4 yuan.

Fortunately, he was only calculating this in his mind. If this were a Chinese listening or written test for foreigners, who knows how many brain cells would be stumped.

Whether it is lamb chops or steak, marinating is very important. There are very few meats that are so delicious that they can be fried directly after being cut into pieces.

Never mind whether he was grain-fed or not, no matter what he ate, it would be impossible for him to have that effect, otherwise all chefs would have to change their careers and become breeders.

Onions, garlic, shallots, coriander, ginger, cumin, chili peppers, pepper powder and other seasonings are mixed in perfect proportions and marinated by immersion. When the lamb chops are put on the frying pan, Wang Fan does not believe that these campers will remain unmoved unless they have a cold.

Zhuo Qianqian was already using tongs to scoop out the lamb chops soaked in the sauce, placing them on the absorbent paper laid out on the side, and then covering the lamb chops with another layer of absorbent paper to drain as much water as possible before putting them in the frying pan. This would effectively prevent oil from bursting during frying.

(End of this chapter)