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

Chapter 579 - Positional Warfare Changed to Guerrilla Warfare
"Let's try the cooking skills of the young master."

"Four Joy Meatballs, please try some, uncles and ladies."

Plates of four-happiness meatballs were served on the table.

The large meatballs on the plates were bright red in color, round in shape, with translucent mist slowly floating around. They trembled slightly as the chefs walked, making them look extremely tempting.

Plate after plate of meatballs were placed on the table, and the old people's eyes were fixed on the meatballs.

The meatballs are covered with a thick sauce, which is bright red in color, like sparkling rubies.

Zhuo Qianqian happily recommended it to the elderly people at the same table, "Grandpa and Auntie, please try these Four Joy Meatballs. These four meatballs are named after happiness, wealth, longevity, and joy. I hope that after eating these meatballs, you will live a long life, have abundant blessings and fortune, and be happy every day."

The elderly were all grinning from ear to ear at what she said, but the oldest one was a little worried: "I've had this dish before. It's a bit hard and I'm afraid my teeth can't digest it."

"Oh yes, there was a dish like this at the last Baba Banquet. It was a bit hard to chew."

"Now that you mention it, I remember that dish didn't seem to be touched at all."

"It's not that I didn't want to move it, it's that I couldn't move it at all. I couldn't even poke it with chopsticks. In the end, I had to cut it into smaller pieces with a knife before I could eat some."

Zhuo Qianqian had already picked up a brand new spoon and stood up: "Don't worry, uncles and aunts, the authentic four-happiness meatballs made by my boss are very soft, just watch."

After saying that, she picked up the spoon and pressed it on one of the meatballs. Wang Fan had made this dish for her before, and she knew how to eat it.

She was holding a disposable spoon. The plastic spoon was very soft, but even when pressing with such a spoon, one could clearly see a small dent made on the meatball.

As Zhuo Qianqian continued to exert force, cracks began to appear on the small pit, and then the cracks expanded, and the entire meatball split apart.

After seeing clearly what was inside the meatballs, the uncles and aunts couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Wow, this meatball looks so soft."

"Oh my, there's so much juice in the meatballs, it's like a stream. They look so delicious."

"It looks so soft, our teeth should be able to eat it, right?"

"If that little soft spoon can do it, we can definitely do it too."

Wang Fan made the traditional Four Happiness Meatballs. This dish is most often served at birthday banquets. The masters of Shandong cuisine have long taken into account the dental problems of the elderly, so the Four Happiness Meatballs made correctly are extremely soft and melt in the mouth.

Those that are so hard and tight that you have to cut them with a knife before you can eat them are simply because they are not skilled enough. When making the meatballs, they either use too much force or put too much starch in them.

When Zhuo Qianqian used the soft spoon in her hand to crack the meatball, the juice locked inside the meatball was squeezed out.

The meat Wang Fan uses is three parts fat and seven parts lean, which is easy to produce juice. After coating with flour and frying, a layer of shell is directly sealed on the surface of the meatballs. In this way, very little juice overflows during cooking, and all of it is locked inside the meat.

As the gravy flowed and gathered, the rich and mellow aroma became even stronger, constantly stimulating all the elderly people at the table.

These old people are not like some of the old people in the village who would divide up a dish before they even see what it looks like. They just take some food each in a normal way.

This way, if you don’t like the food, it won’t be wasted.

The meatballs were shaking in the chopsticks, and it felt like they would break into pieces at any time. The old people hurriedly held them up with a tray.

Pick up the plate and put it under your nose and smell it, the aroma of green onion, ginger, meat and peppercorns will hit your nose. The proportion of green onion and ginger is larger, and the fragrance is second only to the meat. The proportion of peppercorns is smaller, but it is very thorough. It is not particularly strong, but it is impossible to ignore it.

Wang Fan added pepper powder before kneading the meatballs, and drizzled pepper oil when thickening the sauce. The aroma of pepper is a surefire way to satisfy Sichuan people, as it is the taste they are most familiar with.

Because they love the house, the aroma of meat and the fragrance of green onion and ginger become more tempting.

Master Xiaoliang and his colleagues had finished their work and were sitting around the table to eat. Wang Fan did not stay with them, but returned to the table where Zhuo Qianqian and the others were.

The three professionals were all staring at Wang Fan's four-happiness meatballs and studying them. The more they looked at them, the more they felt that these meatballs were very particular.

"How does this Four Joys Meatball manage to look like it's loose but not loose at all? You feel it's quite solid, but it breaks if you touch it. You feel like it's about to break at any moment, but when you don't move it, it stays there peacefully and steadily. It's truly magical."

Chef Xiaoliang picked up a piece and brought it to his nose, sniffing and looking at it again: "No wonder he cuts all the ingredients instead of chopping them. This way he can lock the freshness and juice of the ingredients into the meatballs. The aroma of the scallions and ginger doesn't escape at all, it's all absorbed into the meat."

"The same goes for the meat cubes. The meat, cut into soybean-sized pieces, shrinks when heated, and then minced a few times to form a meat paste that's almost cohesive. Adding starch to provide stickiness, and steamed bun crumbs to provide softness, it creates this kind of meat paste that's loose yet not at all."

Director Geng and the other people from the subdistrict office ignored the whispers of the three people. Director Geng was happily serving meatballs to the others. "Try the cooking skills of Guaiguai, the guy I met. I heard he's an amazing chef."

After giving some to the others, he also took a piece for himself.

Smelling the intoxicating aroma, Director Geng took a bite without thinking or hesitation.

The moment the meatballs enter the mouth, the aroma of green onions, ginger and peppercorns is sensed by the taste buds. Then, when the tip of the tongue presses against them, the meatballs are immediately filled with juice. When the juice flows out and hits the tip of the tongue, there is a lubricating feeling like irrigation.

Although the meatballs are cut into small pieces, they have a very delicate texture. The tiny particles not only do not affect the taste, but make people feel that the more they chew, the more fragrant it becomes. The aroma of the Sichuan peppercorns and the slight numbness give the tip of the tongue a light crispy and numb feeling.

This numbness not only does not affect the taste, but seems to make the taste buds more acute. The tiny pieces of meat, water chestnuts, and soft and glutinous green onions change their taste in the mouth very clearly. When you bite the water chestnuts, the faint fragrance is released in your mouth, which makes people feel extremely comfortable.

Director Geng finished a meatball without realizing it: "Oh my goodness, are these four-happiness meatballs really that delicious?"

When the other street office officials heard what Director Geng said, they immediately responded excitedly, "Delicious, delicious, so delicious! These meatballs are so fragrant."

“I love the smooth and moist texture when I put it in my mouth.”

"Hey, you look young, but I didn't expect your skills to be so good?"

"I'm now suspicious that the chef cut corners when making the Four Joy Meatballs. They're completely different now."

"Forehead……"

Master Xiaoliang and the other two looked at each other awkwardly, feeling that the ladies from the street office were hinting at something.

But just by tasting these meatballs, I know that they are definitely not comparable to the ones I made before. What the ladies said seems to be correct?
Thinking of this, the three of them felt a little discouraged.

Because Wang Fan looked so young, as young as when they first started being apprentices and learning how to cut wood.

People are more likely to die than others!
Seeing the two chefs who were obviously a little disappointed, Chef Xiaoliang decided to comfort them: "Don't be discouraged. He is from the north after all. We are Sichuan chefs. It doesn't matter if we can't make authentic northern dishes. We are not inferior to him in making Sichuan dishes."

……

"Well..."

Zhuo Qianqian touched her belly with a happy look on her face and burped a little, which was full of happiness.

For a foodie, having a delicious meal is more important than anything else. "Let's go up the mountain! Nothing can stop us from climbing now!"

After setting the flag again, the two headed towards Mount Emei again.

Well, history always repeats itself.

Before the two of them walked far, they saw a place where men, women, and children were bathing in the open air!

As soon as Wang Fan stopped the car, he and Zhuo Qianqian leaned against the window to figure out what was going on.

"Go down and take a look?"

"go!"

As soon as the two got out of the car, a slightly pungent smell entered their noses, making them unable to help but fan themselves.

"What does this smell like?"

Wang Fan sniffed it and said, "Sulfur."

Zhuo Qianqian widened her eyes: "Could it be?"

Wang Fan nodded: "Definitely."

A simple conversation was enough to reveal the situation here. It turned out to be a natural hot spring!
From a distance, I saw a bald old man sitting in the pool with his upper body naked, comfortably pouring water on himself with a ladle.

Zhuo Qianqian was very excited. Even if she couldn’t take a bath, soaking her feet would be good too!

"Boss, can you please ask the price?"

Wang Fan also wanted to try whether the hot spring water was comfortable, so he took Zhuo Qianqian inside.

A lady saw them and asked enthusiastically, "Little sister and little brother, would you like to take a hot spring bath?"

Zhuo Qianqian nodded vigorously and asked, "Madam, how much do you charge for this?"

The lady gestured with her hand: "Six yuan per person."

"How many?!"

Wang Fan and Zhuo Qianqian both widened their eyes and asked in surprise.

"Six...six yuan..." The lady said with some embarrassment, but she quickly added, "I admit that we did raise the price by one yuan, but we have unlimited water storage here!"

"What? It can store water infinitely?!"

Wang Fan and Zhuo Qianqian looked at each other in surprise. Are the prices at the foot of Mount Emei so down-to-earth?
This must be tried!
Neither of them had swimsuits, so they didn't choose to soak in the pool, but chose to soak their feet.

After receiving the money, the lady pulled out something that Wang Fan was very familiar with - a kitchen waste bin that was slightly higher than the knees.

The green kitchen waste bin looks very clean, and you can tell at a glance that it is the result of the lady not using it according to the factory settings.

There was a thick plastic bag inside the trash can, and the lady used the trash can to collect a full bucket of hot spring water.

Wang Fan rolled up his own trouser legs and helped Zhuo Qianqian roll up hers, and then they both stuffed their feet and calves into the trash can filled with hot spring water.

As their feet slowly dipped into the hot spring, a warm feeling instantly enveloped their legs and feet. The water was a little hot, but not too hot to be uncomfortable.

Wang Fan and Zhuo Qianqian felt the gaps between their toes filled with warm spring water, and a slight tingling sensation came over them, making them sigh with satisfaction. It felt like countless small hands were gently kneading their legs, soothing their fatigue.

Gradually, the warm feeling seeped into my bones, and my whole body felt relaxed.

The two closed their eyes, enjoying the tranquility and comfort, feeling their thoughts gradually drift away.

Their legs and feet would bump into each other from time to time, and they would push and play with each other like little children, as if they had returned to their carefree childhood.

It was not known how long it took before the two finally felt they had had enough. When they came to their senses, they found themselves drenched in sweat.

"Wow, this is really healthy, right?"

“This life is so comfortable.”

The two of them looked at the old men and women soaking in the pool and couldn't help but sigh in emotion.

The saying "One should not go to Sichuan when young and should not leave Sichuan when old" was once again embodied at this moment.

After just looking at the time, the two were speechless again, because it was already 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and it was absolutely impossible to climb Mount Emei at this time. They had no choice but to find a place to park and continue to prepare to rest for the night.

Wang Fan was very embarrassed because all the planned itineraries were delayed, and tomorrow was even the time for him to set up a stall. After setting up the stall, he had to set up a fixed location at a scenic spot. Given his girlfriend's personality, she would definitely not leave her only son behind to go out and have fun.

But the two of them only visited Jiuzhaigou. Was the entire vacation wasted on one tourist attraction?
Which attraction is worth spending so many days at?
While Wang Fan was lost in thought, Zhuo Qianqian asked curiously, "Boss, have you decided where to set up your stall? Your fans can't wait."

Wang Fan pondered for a moment, then suddenly thought of a possibility. He raised his lips and asked, "Do you think my fans would blame me if I changed locations after each shot?"

Zhuo Qianqian was surprised and asked, "What do you mean?"

Wang Fan chuckled, "It can't be helped. Sichuan has so many fun and beautiful places. We've finally come here, so we should try to enjoy them all, right? For example, let's go to Mount Emei tomorrow, and after climbing, we'll set up a stall at the foot of Mount Emei. The day after tomorrow, we'll go to the Giant Panda Breeding Base, and after visiting the Flower Bureau, we'll set up a stall outside the base. The day after that, we'll go to Daocheng Yading..."

Zhuo Qianqian's eyes widened: "Can you still play like this?"

Wang Fan patted his RV and smiled brightly: "In my territory, you have to listen to me. And this is not my fault. It's just that the scenery in Sichuan is too beautiful, I can't control myself."

Zhuo Qianqian nodded vigorously: "That's right, the scenery here is indeed beautiful, and it's a different kind of beauty from our DJI. I'll post the news on Weibo to save them a wasted trip."

Zhuo Qianqian was very quick and quickly updated Wang Fan’s stall status on Weibo.

After seeing the updated news, many Sichuan fans didn’t know how to describe their feelings at the moment.

He used to stay in one place for a week, but when he came to our place, he changed his positional warfare into guerrilla warfare.

The reason is so high-sounding - the scenery here is so beautiful, there are so many sights, I can't stay in one place for peace of mind.

Oh, so this is my fault?
I felt unhappy but at the same time I felt so good fucking him!
But what if I can’t get to the vicinity of my home after running for several days, do I still have to run to those crowded tourist attractions to eat delicious food?
But...Boss Wang's authentic Sichuan cuisine!

This may represent the highest level of Sichuan cuisine I have ever eaten in my life. If I don’t try it, I will feel like my life has been lived in vain!
Capital entanglement!
(End of this chapter)