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

Chapter 625-Eating a simple noodle

"Would you like to work in my palace? Or I can pay you to open a top-notch restaurant. You can be the owner and chef. Just keep a seat for me."

Prince Matt ate until he was full, and when he saw Wang Fan finished his work and started to pack up, he couldn't wait to run over and start poaching.

Wang Fan declined, "Thank you for your kindness, but it's not necessary. I still think it's better to stay in China."

"Don't be so quick to refuse. I have other conditions."

Prince Marte persisted, "I can let you join our nationality directly. In our country, you can marry four wives. Then I can introduce you to many supermodels and actresses."

After saying this, he raised his eyebrows in a slightly obscene manner.

Although marrying four wives has certain financial requirements, as my friend, the thing he has the most is money. Moreover, as long as he agrees, the restaurant he opens will definitely make a lot of money every day, and he doesn't have to worry about not making money.

As for those actors and models, with Wang Fan's cooking skills, it might take some effort to capture their hearts, but it would be very easy to capture their stomachs.

Hemat is not in the habit of writing bad checks.

This condition is not bad. If it were someone else, they would probably be tempted, but Wang Fan didn't take it to heart at all.

It's not that he didn't believe that some people would definitely keep their promises, and the person in front of him was naturally one of them, but he really wasn't tempted at all.

"I'm sorry, I'm really not interested in that. Whenever you want to eat Chinese food, you're welcome to come to China anytime. As long as you can find me, I'll definitely cook it for you."

Your home is a food desert. Should I go to your place to learn how to make lizard sashimi?
Besides, I like to travel and enjoy the scenery. Your home is nothing but desert and cacti. What do you want me to see? We don’t have desert here.

Without giving Prince Matt any more chances, Wang Fan packed up his things and ran away. After all, he had something very interesting to do today.

There is a condiment that is very popular in Guangdong, Fujian, Hong Kong and Macau.

It is a mixed seasoning that originated in Southeast Asia, later spread to Chaoshan, and is popular in Fujian, Guangdong and other places.

It is light brown and paste-like, with a special complex aroma of peanuts, onions, garlic, etc. It also has a complex fresh and salty taste with a seafood flavor. There are many dishes made with this seasoning.

Shacha chicken, Shacha duck, Shacha seafood noodles, Shacha beef, Shacha hotpot...

Wang Fan is going to make this seasoning today.

He didn't do it before because he lacked a soul guide. Today, the things Shen Teng sent him arrived, and he didn't want to wait any longer.

I quickly opened the package and found a cardboard box nearly one meter high inside. As soon as I opened the box, a rich smell of fresh fish hit my nose.

Dried flounder, also known as dried flounder, is made by sun drying and baking. Compared with ordinary dried salted fish, it does not have the fishy smell, but instead has a savory taste with a hint of burnt aroma. This is also the soul material for Wang Fan to prepare his own shacha sauce.

Wang Fan took out two from the box and played with them in his hands. Each one was about the size of a basketball, flat and round, slightly black on both sides and golden in the middle. They felt light in his hand.

Just by looking at the finished product, you can tell that the production environment of this dried fish must be very good. There is no dust even in the corners and crevices of the fish.

He put down the dried fish, picked up his phone and called Shen Teng directly: "I received the goods. I can tell the quality is very good at first glance. Please take the money."

Shen Teng's voice on the other end of the phone was a little tired: "Talking about money will hurt feelings, right? It's not worth it, it's just a little troublesome. How about this, Brother Wang, you can mail me a few buckets of shacha sauce when you make it. It will definitely be delicious when I cook noodles with it."

Wang Fan didn't insist: "Okay, I'll make it tonight and mail it to you tomorrow."

Shen Teng chuckled and said, "Then our family is in for a treat. We've received the braised food you sent us. If I hadn't found a few chicken feet and bones, I wouldn't have known you sent us so many braised foods. My parents snatched them all up."

Wang Fan smiled and said, "It seems I didn't send enough. I'll make something else and send it to you later."

"Okay, my parents are the same now. They rely on the garlic sauce you gave them all day long. They have to dip it in everything they eat. Once your shacha sauce arrives, we can change our taste."

After saying this, Shen Teng suddenly became serious: "By the way, Brother Wang, have you ever considered expanding your garlic chili sauce and shacha sauce? The market for this kind of condiment is still very large. With your technology and our funds, it won't be difficult to do it. Then you can make a fortune every day."

Wang Fan doesn’t know much about business, but he knows how prosperous Lao Gan Ma once was.

"I know the market is huge, but I really don't want to get involved in those business matters. I feel tired just thinking about it."

Shen Teng laughed: "Why don't you just invest in the technology? I'll be in charge of the company's operations and management, and you'll just get the dividends."

He was not joking when he said this. To see how delicious the chili garlic sauce made by Wang Fan was, one had to look at the way his parents ate it. What he had just said to Wang Fan was not an exaggeration at all.

My parents, who claim to have eaten all kinds of delicacies from land and sea, now have to bring a bottle of their favorite hot sauce with them no matter what they eat, and they never get tired of it.

And the most important thing is that this thing is extremely clean, without any additives at all, and the taste is far superior to those garlic chili sauces on the market. With the combination of "healthy" and "delicious", he absolutely believes that it can quickly open up the market.

And this does not include Brother Wang's contribution. If Brother Wang had promoted it on Weibo or somewhere else, or simply used his name, we would have basically saved the trouble of market expansion and could have just waited for dealers from all over the country to come and pick up the goods.

Wang Fan said, "This isn't appropriate. I won't do anything and just take the money. How about I give you the formula and you can tinker with it yourself? I won't get involved."

Shen Teng quickly refused: "No, why don't you join me in this? If you don't think it's a good idea to use your name, then we won't use it. We can just put in more advertising when the time comes. Don't you also want the people of the country to eat some clean food?"

Everything else is fine, but Shen Teng’s last sentence really caught Wang Fan.

"Let me think about it. Okay, let's leave it at that for now. I'm going to make some shacha sauce."

"Okay, I'll wait for your news."

Shen Teng is still trustworthy. Although he is a top rich second-generation, he has no bad habits and is willing to travel all over the world for delicious food. He believes that Shen Teng's last words are also the truth.

Just thinking about it makes me feel so troublesome!
I shook my head and put the matter out of my mind. The most interesting thing right now was making shacha sauce, and everything else had to be put aside.

Take out the big iron pot and put it on the fire. Pour the peanuts directly into the fire without adding anything else. Stir-fry over low heat to dry out the moisture in the peanuts.

Gently rub a peanut, and with a soft "squeak," the pale red skin cracks, revealing the tender, white, slightly yellowish peanut inside. Fresh from the pan, the peanuts exude an alluring aroma, each one plump and crisp. A gentle bite reveals a crisp "crunch." The crunchy texture and unique nutty aroma are truly unforgettable, even without any seasoning.

After the temperature of the peanuts dropped a little, Wang Fan put his hand into the basin and rubbed them for a while. The astringent taste of the peanut coating must be removed.

Clean the peanuts and start dry-frying the sesame seeds. Done when the white sesame seeds turn into golden sesame seeds. Then pour all the peanuts and sesame seeds into a blender and grind them into fine powder.

Then take out the dried fish, use a blowtorch to roast both sides of the fish, cut off the tail and head of the fish with scissors, and then pour it into another blender.

"Oh."

When crushing the dried earth fish, Wang Fan couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

As the machine runs, the crushed dried fish begins to emit a rich and delicious aroma. No wonder this ugly thing can become the key ingredient of Cantonese wonton noodle soup.

Chop the onion and garlic and fry them until crispy, then pour in the freshly made sauce, chili powder and spice powder made from three kinds of peppers, and then he stir-fry slowly over low heat.

The color in the pot gradually darkened. I took out the fish sauce and poured it into the pot. Then I poured in the weighed sugar...

"Sniff...exhale...what a delicious taste."

Wang Fan scooped a spoonful into the bowl, and then used a small spoon to scoop another spoonful onto the bowl and tilted it. The thick, smooth and silky shacha sauce slowly fell back into the bowl.

Put a little bit into your mouth, the four flavors of salty, sweet, fresh and spicy can be clearly and perfectly perceived by the taste buds. They do not interfere with each other but have their own characteristics.

"It tastes good. If this is used to make wonton noodles or shacha seafood noodles, wouldn't it be delicious?"

Wang Fan knew that there was a realm in Cantonese cuisine, which was the ability to balance several flavors into one dish. This was a very advanced technique that most people could not master, and its name was called - harmony of flavors.

"Gu..."

Just as he was thinking about it, his stomach made a loud growl.

When Wang Fan looked up, he was surprised to find that it was already past 9 o'clock in the evening, while when he first started, it was only 3 o'clock in the afternoon.

It wouldn't take that long to make a pot, but it was mainly because he would start over if he was not satisfied with something during the production process, which is why it took so long.

He worked hard for an entire afternoon to make the shacha sauce, so he naturally wouldn't insult himself with instant noodles. Only hand-rolled egg noodles would be worthy of this pot of shacha sauce.

The egg white is mixed with the dough, and after three rests, three kneadings and three rollings, the round and thin egg noodles are made.

Boil water, cook noodles, take out some remaining seafood in the refrigerator and put them in the pot to cook together. It doesn’t matter what is in the pot, just put in whatever is available.

The aroma of noodles is mixed with the unique freshness of seafood, and the fragrance seems to have turned into substance.

When the noodles and seafood are almost cooked, pour a large spoonful of shacha sauce on them.

After cooking for a minute, in order not to waste any essence, Wang Fan directly added some water starch into the pot. When it was taken out of the pot, the rich soup was firmly attached to the noodles, which looked extremely tempting.

Sitting at the table, taking a deep breath of the rich and fragrant Shacha Seafood Noodles, letting its rich, mellow and delicious taste fill your nose, is truly an ultimate enjoyment.

Wang Fan rubbed his chin. It seemed a bit inappropriate not to share such a good thing with others?
Sharing the delicious food you’ve eaten with each other in the evening so that others can enjoy it as well, isn’t this what young people like to do?
You have to fit in!
Use chopsticks in one hand to stir the bowl a few times and then lift it up gently.

"Gurgle, gurgle", the noodles after thickening are very sticky, and make an enticing sound when lifted up. Three rosy prawns are hanging on the thin egg noodles, and there are several plump oysters underneath, and some chopped green onions are dotted on it, which looks extremely tempting.

Whether it is prawns, noodles, or now oysters, they have all been dyed with a layer of golden color by the satay sauce. You can tell just by looking at it that one bite of it will definitely cost you half your life.

He took out his cell phone, took a photo, and then posted it directly on his Weibo.

"I finally finished making the shacha sauce after a busy afternoon. When I realized it, I hadn't eaten for most of the day. I decided to just have some noodles with shacha sauce in the middle of the night. Is anyone else eating together?"

Not to mention, there are actually quite a few people who are eating. Overtime work has become the norm in big cities now, and many people don’t have dinner until 10 o’clock.

Occasionally, someone would post some photos of their dinner on Wang Fan’s Weibo, and it would be more interesting for everyone to comment on each other’s food.

"I don't want to go to this crappy class for a single day. If the food in the cafeteria wasn't so good, I would have quit long ago."

"Alright, man. Look at what you have here: chicken thighs, bone-in meat, stir-fried vegetables, and even soup. And look at mine. I'm busy all day and still have to pay for noodles myself."

"Thank you for your hard work, my friend upstairs. My dinner is quite luxurious. I'm willing to spend money on this since I work. Tonight's main course is stewed pork bones, which tastes pretty good."

"Look at what you guys shared. It's so appetizing. The steamed bun in my mouth tastes a little better."

The atmosphere on Wang Fan's Weibo is pretty good. Everyone is basically chatting in a friendly manner. People who really like food are mostly gentle in character. Everyone also enjoys this atmosphere and is trying their best to maintain it.

This harmonious scene continued until Wang Fan appeared.

"...I'm ready to kill Boss Wang right now. I was just checking the news when this picture popped up. Boss Wang, I want to ask you if you can be a human being!"

"Spreading poison late at night, again! Who said Boss Wang doesn't use the internet? I've only been following him for two days, and I caught him posting poison late at night twice!"

"Fuck you... I could resist attacking him just by looking at the picture, but after seeing the message, I couldn't stand it anymore. You call this just eating noodles?!"

"Your bowl of noodles is more luxurious than my New Year's Eve dinner!"

"Boss, can you please control your animals? I finally managed to resist the urge to order takeout, but now it's all ruined! TT"

"The boss lady has returned to school and can't deal with Boss Wang, otherwise this animal would definitely not be so active."

(End of this chapter)