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

Chapter 531-My heart is completely broken. The authentic one isn’t that delicious?
Chen Qingyang couldn't help but close his eyes, using every taste bud to fully savor the delicacy that only existed in distant memories.

He never imagined that he could eat such an amazing bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup in his hometown, although it was not authentic.

Another unexpected thing was He Qiang's family.

The family came to Guizhou for a trip. They heard that there was a very exciting project here and the strongest wild food boss, so they added another destination to their itinerary.

But the family of three never thought that they would have the chance to taste the hometown flavor made by Boss Wang on this day.

They eat duck blood vermicelli soup at least two or three times a week. It is a habit that has been integrated into their blood.

But after visiting many places in Guizhou, I inevitably adapted to the local customs and couldn't taste any of the food from home.

The most outrageous thing is that they also add Houttuynia cordata, which is really unacceptable for them.

Seeing the clean side dishes and thick soup base in the bowl, the family of three finally took a deep breath of the rich and delicious soup, and then put their minds at ease.

Just because the appearance is fine doesn’t mean the taste is fine, so I can’t feel relieved yet.

Looking at the milky white soup base, He Qiang smiled and said, "The last time I had this kind of milky white soup base was at Mengxi Square in Zhenjiang. That soup was really delicious. When I went there around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the restaurant was packed."

Chen Xi nodded. "I remember that soup. It was indeed delicious. I went to many restaurants in Nanjing and couldn't find anything like it."

Their child He Fei was unhappy: "Okay, when did you two go to Zhenjiang to eat duck blood vermicelli soup? How come I didn't know?"

Chen Xi laughed: "You went there too, you just don't remember it. After all, you were still in my belly at that time, haha."

The happy family of three is somewhat enviable to others.

"Alright, drink it quickly. The wind is a bit chilly today, and you've been playing in the water. Drinking a bowl of soup to work off a sweat is definitely good."

Chen Xi said, "Now the only thing I hope is that Boss Wang's soup won't be inferior to his reputation. I'm really looking forward to his delicious food."

After saying that, he picked up a spoon, scooped a spoonful of soup and smelled it, saying, "I can tell from the smell that this is made with real ingredients. The duck flavor is particularly strong, and it seems to have the umami taste of chicken. This soup is good."

After saying that, he put the soup into his mouth, and then his heart was completely... dead. It was true that the food in those self-proclaimed authentic restaurants was not that delicious!

Chen Xi looked at her husband He Qiang in disbelief: "Old He, try this soup. Why do I feel..."

She didn't say the rest of the words because she herself found it a little unbelievable.

He Qiang sniffed the smell suspiciously, but there was no strange smell at all: "What's going on? Are there technologies and hard work added to it?"

Chen Xi shook his head: "Try it quickly and you will know."

He Qiang drank a mouthful of soup without knowing why, and then his heart died.

This soup... seems to be more delicious than any other soup base I've ever had?!

If you say the difference is not big, you can't really tell it by tasting it. It's hard to say which one is better, but as soon as this hot duck soup enters your mouth, it gives you the feeling that it's the best tasting soup ever!

That kind of confident and assertive feeling cannot be concealed at all.

The two of them stared at each other for a while, neither of them dared to open their mouths and express their conclusions.

He Fei didn't care what his parents were shocked about. He thought the duck blood vermicelli soup made by this older brother was the best he had ever tasted.

Among so many side dishes in the bowl, he only likes tofu.

The golden tofu puffs were cooked in the broth until they were a little soft. Just by looking at their appearance, you could tell that their stomachs had been filled with the essence of the broth.

He picked up a tofu puff, and the milky white thick soup base dripped into the bowl. He Fei quickly put his mouth close to it and sucked the tofu puff into his mouth. The soft tofu puff was no longer as hard as when it was just fried. Instead, it became soft and sticky. When he took a bite, he could clearly feel the sweet chewiness.

It did absorb a lot of the soup base, and when I pressed it with the tip of my tongue, I felt the soup base sweeping through my mouth.

He likes this game very much and always has a lot of fun playing it, but this time he was not in the mood to play.

It’s nothing, it’s just so delicious!
The delicious hot soup was like a charmer, making him unable to stop his hands which were moving faster and faster.

His hands were already busy at this moment, picking up bean curd bubbles, duck gizzards, and duck blood, and his little mouth was also very busy, opening and closing it so that more food entered his mouth.

At this moment, the stomach seemed to have transformed into a strongman, using countless hands to stretch the esophagus. Before the mouth could even chew it a few times, the food fell directly into the stomach with a "clang".

Overeating is bad for your health, but things that are bad for your health are generally pleasurable.

Eat meat with big mouthfuls, drink soup with big mouthfuls, slurp noodles with big mouthfuls, and swallow with big mouthfuls. It’s so enjoyable that there is no match for you.

"Snoring" "Snoring"

"Slurp" "Slurp"

He Fei quickly finished all the side dishes in the bowl, picked up the big bowl that was bigger than his head and started drinking the soup.

"Gulp, gulp, gulp... huh!"

After finishing all the soup in the bowl, a breath of extremely refreshing air came out.

He touched his bulging belly and looked at the half-eaten food in his parents' bowls. He felt that he should be able to eat some more.

"Whoosh..."

In a flash, as soon as they noticed their son's gaze, the couple quickly protected their duck blood and vermicelli soup.

He Qiang earnestly taught him, "This portion is for an adult. Even though you can eat your dad to death, this portion will still make you very full. If you eat more, you'll be bloated. It's not because Dad is stingy and doesn't want you to eat more."

He Fei looked at his mother and said, "Mom has always had a small appetite. It should be okay for me to eat hers, right?"

"That's not asking... Bah, that won't do either. This portion is more than enough for you. It will be very uncomfortable if you overeat!"

He Qiang realized that he almost let the cat out of the bag and quickly changed his statement.

After he changed his words, the two sword-like gazes finally moved elsewhere.

so close!

He Qiang secretly exclaimed in his heart and even praised his own wit.

At this moment, the entire stall had become like a pig farm.

"Hululu..."

He was slurping noodles like He Fei, as if doing so was not enough to express his generosity and praise for the boss's food.

"Gurgling..."

Only by drinking the soup in big gulps can the entire esophagus feel the deliciousness of the soup.

(End of this chapter)