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

Chapter 539-Unassuming appearance, chicken stewed with mushrooms
It is impossible to scratch one's ears and cheeks, but it is true that there is a monkey scratching its head all the time.

If I didn’t have such good concentration, I wouldn’t be able to sit on this chair for even a minute!
Mr. Shen used to think that in terms of fragrance, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall was second to nothing else and no other dish could claim to be the best. After all, that small jar contained almost all the deliciousness of seafood.

One kind of seafood and one hammer is enough to break through everyone's defense.

But today this first place may not be secure.

The delicious smell of mushrooms and chicken is everywhere right under your nose, even though there is a kitchen between us and even if you are using the best range hood.

He felt that the huge villa was already filled with this smell.

Mother Shen held back her saliva and asked Shen Teng anxiously, "Xiao Teng, do you want to see if Brother Wang has finished his work? If he has, take a break."

Shen Teng thought to himself that she was no exception, as she could even express her craving for the chicken so tactfully. Just as he was about to get up and take a look, he heard a slight opening from the kitchen door.

The four of them quickly adjusted their postures to make themselves look more natural, but their stomachs filled with food made them look somewhat lazy.

If they had eaten to this extent normally, several people would have left the table long ago. After all, being hungry is uncomfortable, but the feeling of being overfed is equally uncomfortable.

But I really can’t bear to do that!
The extremely delicious smell was like the stickiest glue, sticking several people to their chairs and preventing them from getting up.

At this moment, they were about to see the last dish they had been looking forward to, and they were even more reluctant to leave the table.

What kind of high-end dish would be worthy of such a fragrant taste?

Wang Fan came out pushing a small cart, on which was still a large white casserole. From the marks of burns on the bottom of the pot, it was not difficult to see that this was a casserole that had been through many battles.

Several people stared at the casserole, afraid that it would disappear if they weren't paying attention.

They heard what Wang Fan said but didn't remember it. Now everyone's attention was attracted by the casserole, and they didn't even notice when Wang Fan left.

The steaming hot chicken stewed with mushrooms was served on the table, and it had already made several people lose their minds before the lid was even opened.

But we can’t blame them, we should blame Wang Fan.

Who told him not to lift the lid when the sauce was thickening over high heat? Now the richest aroma of the whole dish was trapped in the casserole, and that small hole was not enough for this top-notch mountain delicacy to vent.

Shen Teng's hand had already grabbed the lid of the casserole, and the four of them held their breath, ready to take a good look at what kind of delicious food was hidden in this small casserole.

"Click..."

With a slight sound, the lid of the casserole opened, and several people automatically imagined a scene of brilliant light.

Mother Shen said excitedly: "This delicious taste must be of the highest level of beauty. I must post it on my Moments to show off."

Father Shen was also looking forward to what this food, which was obviously the ultimate feast and was made by the strongest wild food boss, would look like.

The moment the lid was opened, rich white steam gushed out, and the huge amounts of delicious aroma it brought with it further confirmed the speculations of several people.

Only the most perfect color can match such a perfect and exquisite fragrance. With such exquisite color and fragrance, the final taste is definitely the best!
but……

When the white mist dissipated and the true appearance of the contents of the pot was revealed, the scene became so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Ah this...

Is the food in the pot really the source of that aroma? Did someone just swap it out?
Shen Teng held the lid in one hand and wiped his eyes in disbelief with the other. Was this mess in the pot really made by my Brother Wang?
Mother Shen's hand, holding her phone, froze in mid-air, the tiny shutter button unable to click. Aunt Wu gaped, wondering if even when she was just learning to cook, she couldn't possibly make such a messy meal.
As for the reason why several people were so confused, it was naturally because the food in Wang Fan's pot was too unkempt.

But this was not what Wang Fan intended.

Northeastern cuisine itself is mostly stews. The characteristic of stews is that they are messy. The more ingredients there are, the more flavorful they are. The messier they are, the more flavorful they are. Many people are even reluctant to eat the first pot. They put more ingredients in to absorb the flavors and then stew them again. That is the best taste in the world.

So if the stew is to look good, it is really difficult for the chef, unless he arranges it on a plate after it comes out of the pot. But doing so will lose the soul of the stew.

This was the first time Shen Teng saw Wang Fan make this stew, and the appearance of the dish was really not what Wang Fan wanted.

To be honest, I have heard of this dish, but I have never seen it before. After all, it is rare for a five-star hotel to sell this kind of stew, as it is quite different from their style.

Northeastern stews are generally popular in the Northeast. Outside the Northeast, there are also many small restaurants and specialty restaurants on the streets and alleys of various places, but there are very few that can be found in large hotels and restaurants, let alone various business banquets.

So Shen Teng and his family have never eaten or seen this dish.

The things in the pot were arranged in a disorderly manner, with reddish-brown chicken pieces, small black mushrooms, dark yellow wide vermicelli, and a slightly sticky soup that wrapped all the ingredients.

Can this pot of stuff really be the finale?

Mr. Shen, Mrs. Shen and Aunt Wu all looked at Shen Teng, and their meaning was very clear: come and try it.

Shen Teng wanted to refuse, but his parents made it clear that he couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and hold out his chopsticks.

The other three watched Shen Teng carefully pick up a black mushroom and put it into his mouth tremblingly.

Shen Teng closed his eyes and chewed hard. The soup absorbed by the mushroom burst out instantly, making his eyes open wide in an instant.

Quiet.

At that moment, it was as if he had been paused in time, and even the chewing movement stopped.

"Tell me, how do you feel?"

"You bastard, why don't you say something?"

"call……"

Shen Teng's eyes gradually closed, and he gently exhaled a breath of turbid air filled with a delicious taste.

fresh!
If I really had to describe it...

"One word, absolutely!"

After saying that, he stopped talking, closed his eyes and continued to slowly savor the delicious taste of the small mushroom that kept releasing in his mouth.

Mr. Shen no longer hesitated. He picked up a small mushroom with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth. Then he leaned back and put on the same smile as Shen Teng.

Mother Shen felt a chill run down her spine and couldn't help but whisper to Aunt Wu, "Sister Wu, do they look like they've been poisoned by mushrooms? I heard this is what happens when you have mushroom poisoning. Should we call an ambulance?"

(End of this chapter)