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

Chapter 462-Soul Juice, Ignites the Streets of Paris

"My dear friend, look what I have in my hand? This is called Tanghulu, a delicacy from China."

Edward was holding four small strings of candied haws in his hand and showing off to his friends through the video on his phone.

The same thing was happening on the other side. Almost everyone who bought something wanted to show off before eating it, especially female customers.

After all, compared to male customers, female customers care more about appearance.

Whether it is the boss's appearance or the appearance of this cute little delicacy, it is enough to make them donate generously, not to mention that it is not very expensive.

"Shirina, look at this in my hand. Isn't it beautiful? This is a mysterious snack from the East, made by a very handsome Eastern man. I just want to collect it now."

"The boss said this needs to be eaten quickly. If left for too long, the sugar will melt and the fruit inside will spoil."

"Well, that's a shame."

Xilina usually likes to eat raspberries, but she either eats them raw, adds them to cakes, or eats them with yogurt.

Through the crystal sugar coating, the tender red raspberries appear even smaller and cuter. The combination of the crispy sugar coating and the soft and glutinous raspberries, and the sweet and sour taste neutralizing the taste of the fresh raspberries, makes her feel so delicious that she can't stop eating.

One, two, three, the crispy, sweet and sour taste made her extremely intoxicated.

But when I went to look for the fourth one, I found that there was only a bamboo stick left in my hand.

"You finished it so quickly? No, I need to buy a few more skewers."

"I'm going too. This glucose gourd is tailor-made for me. It's so delicious."

In this way, the originally long queue became even longer with the addition of these repeat buyers. There were also several police officers hiding among them. They really wanted to take this cute little thing back to their little princess to eat. I think they would be very happy.

Well, we can’t favor one over the other, we have to buy a string for the old baby too.

Making candied haws is very quick, and he doesn't have to worry about stringing them together. He just needs to take the stringed haws and wrap them around the sugar bubbles. Qin Lu, who is so grateful for the good food, has even accepted the job of a salesperson.

Wang Fan estimated the time in his mind and stopped what he was doing when he felt it was almost time. At this time, there was almost no fruit left. Wang Fan said to Gu Zhengchao, "You guys can play with the rest. I'm going to make spicy noodles."

Hearing the word "spicy strips," Gu Zhengchao's eyes lit up and he quickly said, "Okay."

The dough balls in the basin have been waking up for an hour.

Open the lid, pour clean water into it, wash your hands and start kneading the dough.

This strange behavior not only confused foreigners, but even the international students were confused.

Who would wash flour with water? Wouldn't you find that there is nothing left in your hands after washing it for a while?

Although many people have eaten gluten, few have seen how it is made.

The dough became smaller after being washed with water, and the clear pure water was dyed white by the flour.

Wang Fan poured the water in the basin into another basin, added water to the basin again and continued scrubbing.

After scrubbing several times, the originally smooth dough becomes cracked like locust tree bark, and this is the gluten that will be used.

The water used to wash the flour was not wasted, as it was the raw material for making cold noodles. After a while, Wang Fan took out a large pair of chopsticks and put the gluten on the chopping board and cut it into many small strips.

Pick up a small strip and a chopstick, roll it from the head of the chopstick to the tail of the chopstick, and the gluten for a spicy strip is ready.

The rolling speed is very fast, and a large basin of dough is rolled out in a short while.

Pour it into a pot of boiling water and cook for three minutes, then take it out directly and pour it into ice water to cool it down. While cooling it down, pull the gluten off the chopsticks.

After all the gluten is pulled off, put it aside to dry. The warm weather and occasional breeze can quickly dry the water on the gluten.

Heat oil in a pan and pour the prepared spices into the pan, including sesame oil, green onions, scallions, onions, coriander, garlic, and chili peppers. The charming aroma will almost float two miles away on the wind.

Westerners usually eat domestic oil, so they find it hard to accept his way of using a large pot of oil right from the start.

Edward had already started to pout, he felt that the pot was too greasy.

He originally wanted to walk aside to enjoy his candied haws, but when the rich aroma of spices mixed with vegetables came over, it felt like his feet were rooted and he couldn't move at all.

Wang Fan took out some clean water and poured it into the pot. Miraculously, the oil in the pot did not splash. After the spices in the pot were fried until golden brown, he took out all the spices.

Then packets of seasoning were taken out from under the table one after another.

Edward felt that the young boss in front of him and the food cart were like Doraemon's pocket, as if he could take out endless things from it, and every one of them seemed to be very delicious.

He had already developed a curiosity about this thing that was bound to be very greasy.

"Crash..."

After the oil pan was turned to low heat, a bag of white sesame seeds was poured into the pan. When the white sesame seeds were stimulated by the hot oil, the rich aroma almost penetrated into the brain.

Thirteen spices, coarse chili powder, cumin powder, and pepper powder, stir and turn off the heat, add fine chili powder, salt, sugar, oyster sauce, and finally a little bit of vinegar, and the soul juice is ready.

I fanned the air with my hands, and the aroma from the oil pan rushed into my nose. The pungent smell of chili was suppressed by several other spices and became unusually tame.

With a smile on his lips, Wang Fan looked up at the foreigner who looked like he had never seen the world, and couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

Today, use this spicy Chinese snack to light up the streets of Paris!
Put the dried gluten into a large basin and pick up the freshly made soul juice.

"Pour it!"

The bright red chili spice oil cascaded down like a small waterfall, instantly dyeing the gluten in the basin a bright red, as if it were wearing a gorgeous coat.

White sesame seeds are dotted on the gluten, adding a unique color to this snack.

The rich aroma of chili spice oil filled the air, stimulating people's sense of smell and making Gu Zhengchao and others start to salivate uncontrollably.

Looking at the bowl again, except for being soaked in oil, it is already 90% similar to the spicy strips in my memory!
“My spicy noodles, my source of happiness, here it comes!”

"There's nothing a spicy strip can't solve. If there is, eat two!"

The international students were waiting for the taste of their childhood. This group of foreigners who hated greasy food didn't leave. Their curious faces looked like elementary school students who saw spicy strips for the first time.

Looking at their expressions, Wang Fan smiled secretly in his heart. Let’s get into the trap starting from today!
(End of this chapter)