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

Chapter 436-Small Snacks, But Powerful
It’s not that Wang Fan is lazy and doesn’t want to do more, but mainly because snacks are greasy and have strong flavors, and eating too much may indeed affect his condition.

So although the coaches did not stipulate that the athletes could not eat, they told Wang Fan to limit their intake.

Moreover, the coaches found Wang Fan secretly, fearing that their stealing behavior would be known by the athletes.

There is no way. Some of these athletes are stubborn and often go against their coaches.

Then Wang Fan had to take the blame for the limited supply.

Fortunately, some team members enjoy contradicting the coach, but are very polite to Wang Fan.

Qin Haiyang is 19 years old this year. Although he is young, this is his second time competing in the Olympics. Four years ago, at the age of 4, he won an Olympic silver medal.

He also has a very funny nickname - Brother Ganfan.

This is mainly because the name of his Weibo account is very interesting, called "Just rely on working hard", and his partner Fang Zixin was sitting next to him. The two of them participated in the mixed team 10-meter air rifle shooting event.

Fang Zixin is even younger, only 17 years old this year, and still a sophomore in high school.

Both of them had finished their meal, which included two snacks and some of their favorite dishes.

Although Qin Haiyang's online name was chosen randomly, the fact that he could come up with such a name shows that he is somewhat obsessed with eating.

He was disgusted by the food in the Olympic Village a few days ago, so he plans to have a good meal these two days.

Qin Haiyang and Fang Zixin are both relatively introverted. Although they are partners, they don’t talk much on weekdays. The two of them just eat their meals in silence.

Qin Haiyang was very curious about the fried crispy tofu. He had not eaten much of this snack before. Compared to snacks, he preferred the braised pork made by his mother.

But the taste of this fried tofu today was too strong. The rich sour aroma made him drool just by smelling it.

The golden brown tofu is wrapped in the rosy and tempting sauce. The perfect and tempting appearance makes you unable to stop drooling.

Qin Haiyang picked up a piece of tofu. The red chili peppers, green scallion rings, and browned garlic were firmly locked in the sauce. The edges of the tofu were slightly curled up, forming a thin crispy skin.

I can’t stand it, even the king of heaven can’t stand it!

Three big exclamation marks appeared in his mind, and Qin Haiyang stuffed all the tofu into his mouth in one gulp.

This piece of fried tofu is not small, about one-third the size of a palm. If you stuff it all into your mouth, the corners of your mouth will inevitably be stuck with the sauce, but Qin Haiyang doesn't want to care about that at all. He feels that if he doesn't stuff this tempting tofu into his mouth, it would be a blasphemy to the food.

Sour, spicy, salty, fresh, sweet and fragrant, the moment it enters your mouth, all these flavors attack your taste buds at the same time.

Especially the unique and extremely tempting sour taste, which makes people want to pour the whole plate of tofu directly into their stomachs.

Qin Haiyang couldn't help but took a big bite.

"Kazi..."

The surface of tofu has a thin crispy shell, and you can hear the crackling sound when you bite it. If the tofu is over-fried or deep-fried, the skin will be crispy but the inside will become hollow, which will greatly affect the taste.

However, Wang Fan, who has mastered the control of heat to perfection, obviously would not make such a mistake.

The tofu inside the thin crispy shell is extremely tender and fresh. The slight hollowing out not only does not affect the taste at all, but also becomes the best sauce storage container.

"boom!"

Qin Haiyang's eyes widened. He felt his teeth just squeezed against the crispy surface, and then his mouth felt like it was flooded!
A huge wave of spicy and sour sauce rushed into my mouth in an instant, and the rich and fresh aroma almost overwhelmed my taste buds. It was really a mouthful of juice!
The crispy outer skin, the tender tofu meat inside, and the sour, salty and fresh sauce are already enough to make you intoxicated. Add to that the chili peppers that continue to release their spiciness as you chew them, and the fragrant garlic, and at this moment, my mother's braised pork doesn't seem to be so tempting anymore...

Not only Qin Haiyang enjoyed the meal, but everyone who got the fried tofu also enjoyed it.

Some of those who eat fast have even set their eyes on other people's plates.

"Captain Long, you're eating so slowly, so you must not like it, right? Let me help you."

While speaking, Chang Yixian extended his chopsticks towards Captain Long's lunch box.

Captain Long's eyes fixed, and his chopsticks shot out like lightning to block Chang Yixian's chopsticks: "That's not necessary, I'm used to saving the best food for last!"

Chang Yixian, who failed to succeed, licked his lips and looked at Liu Hang with annoyance.

Liu Hang didn't even raise his head, but silently stretched out his arm and put his lunch box into his arm.

"Hey……"

Chang Yixian sighed and had to concentrate on dealing with his rice crust potatoes.

Compared to pan-fried tofu, the appearance of crispy rice potatoes is less impactful and looks softer.

Its crust is an attractive golden color, and half of it is covered with caramel, which makes it look even more tempting.

There was a long toothpick on the lunch box. I picked up a piece of food and took a bite. Suddenly, there were "crunch" and "crunch" sounds in my mouth.

"Oh, these potatoes are delicious too."

Compared to the texture of pan-fried tofu, the crispy skin of the rice-crusted potato is thicker. Once you bite through the crispy skin, you will find the soft, glutinous and fragrant potato flesh. The soft, glutinous and sweet taste forms a sharp contrast with the crispy skin.

Chang Yixian kept chewing, and he could feel the tenderness and density of the potatoes in every bite.

Slightly sour, slightly spicy, slightly salty, mellow and with a hint of sweetness, the rich taste layers make Chang Yixian feel an endless aftertaste.

Chen Menglong watched everyone eating by the stove and couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"The dishes that our group of chefs put so much effort into making are not as popular as the snacks made by little brother Wang alone."

Sichuan cuisine master Liu Fei laughed and said, "The Yangtze River's waves behind push those ahead, each wave stronger than the last. Only with more young people like this can our cuisine continue to be passed down."

Chen Menglong snorted lightly: "You admit your age, but I don't. It's still too early for me to retire."

"Hahaha, I can't deny my age. I really can't beat Brother Wang. His cooking skills are really good, especially his control of the heat. Anyway, he's better than me."

"I really don't know how he trained himself. Even if he's been practicing since he was in the womb, his cooking skills wouldn't be that high, right?"

"Some people are born to do this. No matter how hard you try, you can't stop God from feeding them. And who knows, they might even work harder than us."

Several masters were chatting with each other. The dishes were already cooked and they had nothing to do.

Wang Fan just couldn't rest. The tofu on his iron frying pan never stopped, and the potatoes in the pot were put in one pot after another. As soon as they came out of the pot, they would be snatched up in an instant, leaving him no time to rest at all.

However, Wang Fan himself also enjoyed it, and when he thought that he had contributed to the Olympics, the sense of pride seemed to give him endless strength.

(End of this chapter)