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

Chapter 494 - Middle Gate Sniper - Salted Duck Battle
"Ah, comfortable."

After taking a shower, Wang Fan lay down on the bed, his body wrapped in the marshmallow-like mattress, which made him couldn't help but let out a comfortable moan.

"Lie down."

Wang Fan obediently lay down on the bed, and then he felt his waist sink, and a pair of cold little feet stepped on it.

The feeling of having a 100-pound weight on his back can only be described as so refreshing that it makes you feel like smoking. Wang Fan felt that all the fatigue of the day disappeared in an instant.

"Boss, what are you going to do tomorrow?"

Zhuo Qianqian asked as she patted Wang Fan's back, "Do you have any ideas?"

Wang Fan asked in return, "Is there anything you want to eat?"

"Try making salted duck?"

Wang Fan laughed and said, "Making salted duck in Nanjing always feels like I'm challenging a rival. Is that appropriate?"

Zhuo Qianqian said a little angrily, "I originally thought it was inappropriate, until some so-called old brands said you only know how to innovate and can't make traditional good duck."

Wang Fan was stunned for a moment before reacting: "Is someone online jealous?"

"Of course not. Many people say your duck is the best. Some century-old restaurants have even started arguing with your fans, saying that what you make is just snacks and you can't make a real duck feast."

Wang Fan nodded. He could understand this.

When you are famous, you will be surrounded by gossip. Some people can't stand others doing better than them. After doing this for so long, there will definitely be some villains who will pop up. This is a necessary part of the development of the plot.

"No matter what they say, we just have to do our best."

Wang Fan has no habit of confronting people online. He firmly believes that the truth will be revealed in action.

"Boss, go to sleep first. I'm going to fight him!"

He had no habit of laning against Zhuo Qianqian, but she was full of fighting spirit.

Wang Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he pulled her into his arms and said, "What are you talking about? I'm craving salted duck tomorrow, let's try making it."

Zhuo Qianqian waved her fist when she heard Wang Fan's words. "Great, we're going to face them like this. Do they really think we're afraid of them?"

Just as she was about to go to bed, she suddenly picked up Wang Fan's phone and said, "I have to tell the group so that those fans don't feel like they're fighting alone."

Cheng Feifan is fighting now.

The owner of an old shop that claims to be a century-old brand and specializes in salted duck openly promoted Boss Wang as a publicity stunt, saying that the food he made was junk food that was not healthy at all and had no substance.

Tolerable or unbearable.

"Without experience, you have no right to speak. Coincidentally, I happened to have eaten your duck, which is said to be a century-old brand. To be honest, the taste is just so-so. I really don't think it's any better than other places, but the price is twice as much. You really paid for your lesson. I don't blame you for saying that. It's simply because you haven't tasted Boss Wang's duck. If you had a bite, you wouldn't say such a thing."

The boss was incredibly stubborn. Even when threatened with a fight, he refused to budge. "How could anyone else appreciate a recipe passed down for centuries? If you can't eat it, it's just because you have a poor palate and can't appreciate the flavor. Let me be clear: he's just an internet celebrity, and he can only sell street food. He can't make this kind of high-end duck."

Shen Teng was also browsing his phone at the moment. He almost laughed out loud when he saw what his boss said. He immediately posted a picture of Wang Fan's Taibai duck at Le Jules Verne and said, "Open your beautiful eyes wide and take a closer look. Boss Wang's duck has even been awarded a Michelin star in France. Why don't you try getting one too?"

The owner of Zui Ya Ju looked at the photo and said disdainfully, "How can Sichuan duck compare to our Nanjing duck? I simply don't want to take our ancestors' cooking skills abroad."

Shen Teng was speechless. The reason I didn’t go to Tsinghua University or Peking University was actually because I didn’t want to go.

"In short, let's take it out for a walk. Don't keep making some junk snacks and think you're invincible. The internet trolls you buy praise them to the sky, but they're actually nothing." What the hell?

Shen Teng felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, so he immediately switched to the Penguin group @王凡. As soon as he entered, he saw that @王凡's messages had flooded the screen, and everyone was waiting for him to come out and slap the boss in the face.

"Boss Wang, why is there no movement? I'm so anxious."

"Who said it wasn't? He's shitting on my neck. I can't stand it!"

"Is it possible that Boss Wang really doesn't know how to make salted duck? It seems some dishes do have a barrier to entry."

"Impossible, there's nothing Boss Wang can't do."

"I think so too. Boss Wang knows everything!"

"I'm craving salted duck tomorrow, so I decided to try making it. If you have friends nearby, please come and try it."

"Oh my, Boss Wang is finally here, and he's coming with a bang."

"!!! Get close to the opponent and use the full power, this is what you call getting close to the opponent and using the full power, right?!"

"Haha, wait, that's what you said. My home is in Suzhou, and I have to go there tomorrow to check in. Salted duck is my favorite, let's see what's different about Boss Wang's."

"I'm hoping that idiot boss will come over tomorrow to challenge me. It's going to be a mid-gate showdown."

With the reply from the owner, these fans became bolder and went straight to confront the boss with the screenshots. The boss was not intimidated and said that he would go there tomorrow and bring his own duck, and then let the tourists on site judge whose duck was more delicious.

Wang Fan took the phone and looked at the content sent by the boss, and easily understood the purpose of his doing so.

This is purely to grab traffic!

This is the same as those internet celebrities who are trying to take advantage of traffic, stirring up trouble and creating hype to spread their fame.

But choosing myself as a soft persimmon to be bullied is like choosing the wrong opponent, isn't it?

I looked at the time, but it was 8 o'clock in the evening, so it was still in time to order the ingredients.

This time he still ordered large duck legs, but replaced the white-feathered duck with a mallard.

While waiting for the ingredients, Wang Fan closed his eyes and began to search for the recipe of salted duck in his mind.

Salted duck, a representative of Jinling cuisine, is also known as osmanthus duck. It is characterized by white skin, tender meat, fat but not greasy, and a fresh and delicious flavor. It is fragrant, crispy, and tender. Salted duck prepared around the Mid-Autumn Festival, when osmanthus flowers are in full bloom, is at its best color and flavor, hence the name osmanthus duck.

The dish is characterized by white skin, red meat, and green bones, which is a test of the chef's skills."

After reading the introduction, Wang Fan began to simulate the method in his mind.

"First, soak the duck in clean water for eight hours. This will draw out the duck blood and turn the duck skin white. The meat is red because it's marinated with pepper and salt, and the bones are green because of the controlled heat..."

The method of making salted duck is like a puzzle, and he is the person who assembles the puzzle. As the puzzle pieces come together one by one, he knows the steps of making salted duck clearly.

The next step is to wait for the ingredients to arrive and bring what is in my mind into reality.

Haha, it’s not difficult.

Wang Fan opened his eyes and smiled.

(End of this chapter)