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

Chapter 504-Try the Saltiness
Shen Ming is a traffic policeman.

There have been too many people at Hongshan Forest Zoo recently, so he was assigned here to direct the traffic and prevent accidents.

Fortunately, everyone's quality is quite high. Although there are indeed more people, it still looks orderly.

Well, except for the food truck which looks like it’s worth the money.

Like an enemy!

There are too many people!

Your line is larger than the people in the zoo next door!

But when I think about the fact that he is the strongest wild food boss, I feel relieved. I just need to pay special attention to the order situation.

"Ok?"

Shen Ming couldn't help but sniff. Just now he felt a strange sour fragrance entering his nose.

It doesn't matter if you take a puff, but once that sour and mellow fragrance enters your nose, it's like killing you!
It was difficult for Shen Ming to describe the taste. If he had to put it in words, it was like the large claw of an excavator, constantly digging in his stomach, almost hollowing it out.

Shen Ming held his stomach. It clearly contained the tofu pudding and fried dough sticks he had eaten in the morning. It had only been less than an hour since he had eaten it. Why was he hungry again?
I couldn't help but smell it again, and I felt like my stomach was cramping.

But this one sniff made him understand the trick.

The taste of the meat is okay, after all, eating meat in the morning is still a bit greasy, but the sour taste is really unbearable!
The refreshing sour fragrance was like a chisel, which made the stomach that had just been full feel hungry.

If I wasn't still on duty, I would have gone over to buy some to try!

But because he was on duty, he could only watch the diners buy.

But now no diner has bought the sour plum duck because the duck legs are still being bathed in the pot.

At this time, Wang Fan had turned the fire to high, and the flames licked the bottom of the pot wantonly, and the soup in the pot became less and less.

The iron spoon in his hand kept scooping soup from the pot and pouring it gently and silkily on the plump duck legs.

The originally fair skin of the duck legs was first fried into a golden color, and then dyed into a maroon color by the soup. The bright sauce hanging on the plump duck legs was indescribably tempting.

"Boss Wang, please hurry up. I've been waiting here for half an hour. I can't even feel my stomach anymore. He might have already left home."

A 20-something college student in the front row couldn't help crying.

Wang Fan was amused by his interesting statement and wanted to laugh. He coughed lightly and said, "Wait a little longer, it will be fine soon."

The soup in the pot became thicker and thicker, with big bubbles rolling constantly. Each duck leg had reached the peak of its life, and you could tell at a glance that it was fully cooked.

Cheng Yang couldn't help licking his lips.

He had already imagined himself taking the duck leg and chewing on the meat. It must be so cool!

Wang Fan also felt that the duck legs were cooked, so he took them out and placed them on a 316 steel plate on the side.

The duck legs were taken out of the pot and placed a little further away from the range hood. The rich aroma of duck meat began to spread towards the crowd.

The richer aroma of sour plums mixed with the mellow aroma of duck meat makes more people's stomachs choose to run away from home.

Some stomachs that are reluctant to leave have already reached their throats, waiting to snatch the food away the moment it enters their mouths.

"Damn it! Who is using magic attacks?!"

"I've put on a mask, but I still can't stop the smell from getting into my nose. The mask tells me it can only protect against harmful gases, not this harmless gas."

"This sour smell is too overpowering, isn't it? I feel like I've been hungry for 30 years. My stomach is telling me it's going to die if it doesn't get this duck leg." "The rich aroma of meat and the refreshing sour aroma of fruit, this combination is really killing me."

"But then again, it's all already been plated, why hasn't Boss Wang started selling it yet?"

"That's right, the flowers I was waiting for have all withered."

Cheng Yang was originally waiting happily for Wang Fan to chop the duck legs and hand them to him, but he found that Wang Fan had already cleaned the pan and poured oil again!
What are you doing?!

Shouldn't they sell it to us first and then start the next batch? !
"Boss Wang, I think you can sell me one first before you start making the next batch. I'm almost starving."

Wang Fan explained: "I don't want to stew the next pot first and then sell this one because this dish needs to be cooled down after it's cooked. When it cools down, the duck meat will become firmer and more flavorful."

Cheng Yang was almost crying: "My dear Brother Wang, don't you know how heartbreaking it is for me to stare at this duck meat that's about to be in my mouth? Being able to look at it but not be able to eat it must be the most painful thing in the world!"

Wang Fan still shook his head: "No, now is not the best time to eat it."

"Heaven is not perfect yet, and eating the most perfect things will incur the jealousy of Heaven!"

"No, I don't produce defective products."

"Brother Wang, please be kind. I'm almost starving to death."

"I have some steamed buns here, how about you have some first?"

Cheng Yang really wanted to shout to the sky to relieve his depressed mood.

How can someone be so stubborn?!

Can't you sell it earlier and make money earlier?
Waiting like this will only delay your ability to make money!

Qian Wangfan definitely likes it, but no matter how much he likes it, he will never allow the food he makes to enter other people's mouths before it reaches the most perfect state!
This stolen food doesn’t count.

Cheng Yang watched as a fair and slender little hand used tongs to pick up a duck leg from the plate.

He immediately pointed at Zhuo Qianqian and shouted, "Boss Wang, the boss lady is eating something secretly! And she ate it before it even cooled down!"

Zhuo Qianqian quickly shrank behind Wang Fan. From the rustling sounds, it was not difficult to tell that she must be enjoying the meal very much.

Wang Fan shook his head and said, "She's not cheating. She's just helping me test the saltiness."

As soon as the words fell, Zhuo Qianqian's muffled voice came over: "Yes, the taste is just right, the sour, sweet, salty and fragrant taste is simply unbeatable!"

Cheng Yang was very angry.

Before he could even eat the duck leg, someone else had already filled his mouth with dog food.

It’s so irritating!
While Wang Fan was talking, he had already put the duck legs in the second pot into the pot, and the temperature of the duck legs in the first pot had finally dropped a bit.

Put your hand above the duck leg. When you no longer feel the heat coming out, take a duck leg and put it on the chopping board. Chop it into small pieces with a few "duangduangduang" sounds.

At this time, the duck legs have cooled down and the duck skin has gradually developed some wrinkles, making it look more flavorful.

Cheng Yang finally became happy.

Although I ate dog food, it still couldn’t satisfy my craving. This duck is still more substantial.

After chopping the duck legs, Wang Fan scooped a spoonful of sauce from the rich soup he had just collected and poured it evenly on the chopped duck legs.

With the moistening of the sauce, the already rosy and attractive duck legs are like a beauty filter that has suddenly turned on, and it directly touches the hearts of diners.

(End of this chapter)