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

Chapter 397 - Old-Fashioned Watermelon Dew

There was no publicity for Grandma Wu's visit.

But people who knew the news spread it one by one, and eventually many people knew about it.

After all, "I'm telling you something, please don't tell anyone else" and "I'm telling you a fishing spot, please don't bring anyone here" are equally unreliable.

Before Grandma Wu arrived at the melon field, many people were already standing on both sides of the road to greet her.

Everyone consciously kept silent, just looking at the end of the road with anticipation.

Soon, a most ordinary gray bus drove over. Seeing the tail of the convoy behind it, these people knew that the real boss might be coming!

When the bus window slowly rolled down and the white-haired old man appeared in front of him, huge cheers rang out in an instant.

What surprised everyone even more was that the old man, who had obviously suffered from Alzheimer's disease, actually waved to everyone with a smile!

Some sentimental people even had tears in their eyes.

The old man got out of the car and sat in a wheelchair. He kept smiling and waving on the way to the greenhouse. After the initial cheers, the scene became quiet again, and everyone waved to the old man with silent smiles.

The staff here cut the watermelon as soon as possible. In order to take care of the old man's health, the watermelon was simply refrigerated to remove the heat, and the watermelon seeds were no longer visible on the bright red flesh.

Without the staff helping, the old man picked up a piece of watermelon and took a bite.

Thanks to the old man's research, the latest variety he planted this time is sweeter, has a higher yield, and tastes better. After just one bite, the old man smiled and said, "It's fragrant, sweet, and beautiful in color."

To the researchers in the melon shed, this praise sounded like heavenly music, as if they had received recognition from their forefathers.

In fact, the old man can almost be regarded as the ancestor of this industry.

The old man put down the watermelon and stared at the melon shed with his cloudy eyes. "I like DJI melons. My life is all about growing more melons and sharing their sweetness with the people."

After all, the old man’s energy is limited, so after tasting the watermelon and melon, today’s trip ended.

……

"Mr. Wang, are we ready to eat?"

Bai Zongchen's secretary Shayifuhan had already returned to the guesthouse. He wanted to monitor Wang Fan's progress.

Wang Fan nodded and replied, "Just tell me two minutes before the old man comes in."

Shayif Khan said, "Five more minutes."

Wang Fan didn't say anything else. He opened the refrigerator and took out the solidified old-fashioned watermelon juice from the freezer.

The watermelon juice in the bowl was as crystal clear as jelly, and it trembled rhythmically as Wang Fan walked.

Shayifu Khan looked at the watermelon dew in the bowl and nodded in his heart. There is no false reputation under a great name. This Mr. Wang has such a big reputation and he must have some capable people under him.

Wang Fan looked at the bowls on the tray, took out the best one, took out a knife and evenly cut the watermelon juice in the bowl, dividing the watermelon juice into even small cubes.

He used a long spoon to stir the sand-board mint syrup, scooped out a spoonful, and poured it over the watermelon syrup. The mint syrup seemed to drape it with a cool, silky garment. The syrup seeped down through the watermelon syrup, leaving a thin layer on top. The pink watermelon syrup stood out against the transparent syrup, making it look even more captivating. Wang Fan picked up a small wisp of mint and placed it in the center of the bowl, creating ripples in the bowl.

What the hell!

Shayifu Khan couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Are you trying to trick me into thinking I'm alive?!
When it was first brought out, I felt that this thing was very beautiful. How come you can give it an ultimate transformation at the end?

And I saw with my own eyes the pieces you cut, and after pouring the sugar water on them, the gaps disappeared. Are you performing a magic trick for me?
Wang Fan said, "You can serve this mint watermelon juice to the old man to cool him down before dinner."

Shayifhan shook his head, shaking off his chaotic thoughts. "Okay, it's really hot today. The old man is weak, so I don't dare turn up the air conditioner too high. This bowl of watermelon juice should make him feel more comfortable."

Some things may look delicious but actually are not, and some things may look not delicious but are actually delicious, but he knew that this one must be delicious no matter how he looked at it or smelled it. The only regret was that he didn't seem to have a share.

He walked out of the kitchen carrying the watermelon syrup on a wooden tray. Every step he took caused ripples on the syrup on the watermelon syrup. Shayifhan tried to slow down his pace as much as possible to prevent the syrup from spilling out of the bowl.

The old woman in the room looked a little listless, with sweat oozing from her wrinkled forehead. The nurse beside her would gently wipe it from time to time.

Shayif Khan walked to the door and saw his boss waiting there. He quickly handed him the tray and said, "Boss, this is a pre-dinner dessert of mint watermelon syrup. It's not too cold and can help clear away heat and relieve summer heat. The main course will be ready in three minutes."

It took him about two minutes to walk from the kitchen.

Bai Zongchen nodded and took the tray: "Then please make another trip. You can ask Mr. Wang to come along."

Shayifu Khan nodded and walked towards the kitchen again, while Bai Zongchen entered the house carrying a tray.

The old man looked at the tray with some curiosity. He thought the bright red color looked very beautiful, and a smile appeared on his face again.

Bai Zongchen placed the tray on the table in front of the old man and said with a smile, "Teacher Wu, try this watermelon juice. It's also made from the watermelons you cultivated."

The old man smiled and nodded: "Okay, okay."

After saying that, he reached out, picked up the spoon and gently scooped a spoonful into the bowl.

The watermelon dew is like jelly, but a little softer than jelly. A small piece can be scooped out with a spoon. The sugar water flows down and wraps the watermelon dew in the spoon. The crystal surface sparkles with a faint light, making it more tempting.

The old man lifted the spoon to his mouth and took a light sip. The watermelon juice and mint syrup in the spoon went into his mouth. A refreshing and cool feeling spread from his mouth to his entire head, and it seemed that his thoughts became clear.

The refrigeration temperature is not very low, but the addition of mint adds the finishing touch.

Moreover, the watermelon juice is unexpectedly smooth. As soon as it enters the mouth, it melts directly when the tongue presses it. The smooth, delicate and sweet taste makes the old man squint his eyes slightly, and his face looks very happy.

The refreshing mint and sweet watermelon syrup blend seamlessly, dancing on the tip of your tongue. The cool and sweet taste is like being in a mountaintop breeze, bringing a touch of coolness and comfort.

“It’s delicious.”

After saying this, he reached into the bowl with the spoon again.

The old man's words made everyone in the room very excited. On normal days, the old man didn't have a good appetite, but today he was finally willing to eat more.

(End of this chapter)