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

Chapter 641-I asked you to describe the taste, and you really can?

Wang Fan never thought of himself as a saint, but he had been caught in the rain himself, so it was really hard for him not to lend a hand when he saw someone else getting caught in the rain. He didn't have any special ideas, he just hoped that through his help, he could make the world less miserable, or even just have one more warm home.

Xu Hong's eyes were red and filled with tears. She had little money left after setting up such a stall. She could not afford the high franchise fee, let alone learn. She could only rely on her own cooking experience and what she learned from watching others.

“3斤鸡架1块南乳，30克生蒜拍碎腌制，出摊炸制前5分钟1斤比5克淋入米酒、5g胡椒粉，面粉生粉1比1混合……”

The wind was still cold, but the thin A4 paper in my hand was hot.

Wang Fan and Zhuo Qianqian were already walking towards the sanitation workers.

If we talk about the most tiring job in Erbin these days, sanitation workers are definitely on the list. In order to maintain the cleanliness of the roads, they have even been assigned to fixed areas. Whenever there is garbage on the ground, they have to quickly sweep it up and put it away.

The glamorous city is inseparable from the efforts of these lowest-level working people, and the wages they get are just enough to make ends meet.

But there is no way around it. If the salary for this kind of job is high, then these elderly people who have no skills will probably have no chance to get the job.

"I'm sorry, boss. I misunderstood you just now."

Zhuo Qianqian has never been a stubborn person. She has to be brave enough to admit when she is wrong.

Wang Fan wasn't angry to begin with, so he naturally didn't care about anything: "It seems my acting skills are pretty good. I fooled you."

Zhuo Qianqian asked curiously, "The recipe you gave me just now doesn't seem to be the recipe for Northeastern fried chicken racks, right? I've never tried it with fermented bean curd."

Wang Fan nodded. "Indeed, it's not. That's the recipe for fermented bean curd garlic chicken wings. The recipe for Northeastern fried chicken racks isn't difficult, and the taste isn't that different. But this recipe is unique here, and it's much more hype-filled than the traditional one, so it's easier to break out."

Zhuo Qianqian has tried the fermented bean curd garlic chicken wings. Not only are they rich in garlic flavor, but they also have a light aroma of wine, which is really memorable.

The sanitation workers were all quite old, at least uncles and aunts. After Wang Fan explained his purpose, he pointed at the busy older woman and said, "Uncles and aunts, you can just go over there. I've already paid."

The old men and women were a little stunned. They never thought that such a good thing could happen. Even when they got the fried chicken racks in their hands, they still felt it was a little unreal.

Wang Fan did not stay any longer. Amidst the old men and women's constant thanks, he took Zhuo Qianqian home.

This trip took more than two hours, and the cake base in the refrigerator had already been refrigerated.

"Are you still making this cake? I feel like you're already full."

Zhuo Qianqian's eyes widened, as if she had heard something incredible: "Boss, what are you talking about? Hasn't the little food we just ate been digested after all this journey back?"

After saying that, he patted his belly.

The heating in the house was very warm, so she didn't feel cold even when she was wearing a short-sleeved vest. Looking at her flat belly, Wang Fan could only shake his head helplessly.

These people are really just a show of skill by Nuwa, there is no comparison at all.

Take out the golden dough from the refrigerator, pinch it into ten dough balls, flatten them with a slap, then take out the shiny rolling pin and quickly turn the dough balls into round 2 mm thick pancakes.

Use a round mold to press on the pancake without cutting off the edge, just leaving a deep mark.

After putting it in the oven with the baking paper and setting it to 170 degrees for 6 minutes, he started making the cheese filling.

Zhuo Qianqian took out her mobile phone to take pictures from time to time, and when she found the one with the best angle, she posted it on Wang Fan's social media.

"This man will release poison in 10 minutes, everyone, leave here immediately! Don't say I didn't warn you!"

As the Chinese New Year approaches, everyone is staying at home and going to bed early to check their phones. When they saw Wang Fan update such an arrogant status, they were immediately unhappy.

"Madam, you underestimate our endurance. I had half a pork elbow and a bowl of braised pork ribs tonight, and now I'm so full I can barely stand. I don't believe you can still poison me."

"That's right. I'm tired of eating big fish and meat lately. I want to eat some green leafy vegetables now. I can even cook them myself. Do you still want me to break down?"

"This looks like a dessert. Aren't you afraid of getting fat by eating something so hard this late at night?"

Zhuo Qianqian chuckled and replied, "You have to eat dessert in the middle of the night, so that your dreams will be sweet."

"Just because of what the boss lady said, it doesn't matter if I don't lose weight today."

"Why should I lose weight during the Lunar New Year? I've gained 5 kilograms in just one week since I came back. I've suffered a lot outside for a year. Why don't I make up for it when I'm home for the Lunar New Year?"

"That's right. There's no need to force yourself to eat. I'll arrange for takeout."

While chatting, Zhuo Qianqian would update Wang Fan's progress from time to time, either with photos or videos. Although he didn't say a word, his meticulous attitude, coupled with the wonderful process of making the cake from scratch, made everyone enjoy another kind of tranquility.

"A lot of videos and livestreams nowadays are just full of noise and boring. It's really strange that Boss Wang, who doesn't even say a word, is so engaging to watch."

"To put it bluntly, it's just fatigue. They're all weird and vulgar, and it feels fresh after seeing them once or twice, but no one can eat stinky tofu every day."

"That's really the case. Some of them are already canned herrings. Look at Boss Ren Wang, he's very clean, and the things he makes are even more beautiful. No wonder so many people like to watch him."

Zhuo Qianqian pointed her phone at Wang Fan again and turned on the video. If she didn't share at such a critical moment as cutting the cake, she would be struck by lightning.

Wang Fan has finished making the cake. This traditional Tatar cake is not exquisite, but it is full of the ruggedness and boldness of the northern Xinjiang cuisine.

The cake is brown in color as a whole, and the biscuit crumbs made from the leftovers of the crust are scattered all over the surface of the cake, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

Wang Fan had already cut a corner, and the fork was inserted into the bottom of the cake like a forklift moving goods. As Wang Fan gently pulled it out, Zhuo Qianqian had already turned on the special mode.

Just like green leaves can make flowers look more beautiful, when this corner of the cake is pulled out, compared with the ordinary appearance of the cake, the layers of cake inside appear a little softer.

Under a layer of yellow cake crust is a milky white yogurt cheese filling, then another layer of cake crust, and another layer of cheese filling. The layers stacked together look neat and exquisite, and just looking at them makes people want to try it.

The cake crust looks a little soft and sagging, because the cake crust is soft and glutinous, so it is not as hard as the puff pastry, but this soft drooping curve does not make people disgusted, but makes people curious about how soft and delicious the crust is.

As Zhuo Qianqian posted the video online, the once lively comment section quieted down once again, as everyone had obviously gone to watch the video. The video wasn't long, so it didn't take long to finish, as evidenced by the faster updates in the comment section.

"I knew it, I knew this would be the result! Why can't I control my hands?!"

"Give up resistance. Although you will feel uncomfortable all night if you watch it, you will feel uncomfortable all night if you don't watch it. Please remember this iron rule."

"In fact, our army's willpower is already very strong, but it can't withstand the intensity. This person is the one who trains our willpower. What can we use to resist?"

"This kind of handmade cake is really different from those industrial waste cakes. Although this little thing may not look very good, it always gives me a special warm feeling when I look at it."

"Madam boss, please quickly test the poison and then describe the taste and texture to us exactly as it is. This should be at least a 400-word essay!"

"No problem. I'm good at this."

Zhuo Qianqian replied and threw her phone on the sofa. She almost drooled when taking pictures. At this time, she just wanted to quickly put the taste of her hometown into her mouth.

Wang Fan had already put the cake on the plate. Zhuo Qianqian picked up a spoon and pressed it down on the tip of the cake. The soft cake offered no resistance at all and was easily scooped to the bottom by the spoon.

After feeding the first spoonful to Wang Fan, he couldn't wait to stuff the second spoonful into his own mouth.

As soon as Zhuo Qianqian took a bite of the cake, her eyes narrowed into crescents. It was worthy of the craftsmanship of her boss. It was sweeter than what she had eaten in DJI.

After closing her eyes and savoring the sweet and wonderful taste, she decisively picked up her phone and started editing.

“The cake is very soft and fluffy. As soon as you put it in your mouth, you can feel the fragrant and sticky biscuit crumbs on the outer layer. The slightly hard but light grains are very noticeable in your mouth.

Gently press the tip of your tongue on the cake, and the rich cheese filling with the sweet aroma of honey will rush to your taste buds.

The taste of honey is very unique. The boss said that he uses Acanthopanax honey produced in June, which is a specialty honey from Northeast China. In addition to the unique sweet fragrance of honey, there is also a light herbal aroma, which greatly neutralizes the sweetness of the dessert. Even if you eat a whole cake, you will not feel sick at all.

After the sweetness comes the sourness of yogurt and a little bit of salt. The taste of the combination can only be understood but not described.

The cake's crust is incredibly soft and glutinous, while the filling is even more juicy. It has a rich, rich texture when you chew it, satisfying both your taste buds and your soul."

As soon as Zhuo Qianqian made the comment, everyone was stunned.

"No, she really can?!"

"Aren't the only ways to describe a cake: wow, so soft, and so sweet?"

"It also has a creamy and light creamy aroma, so rich that it reaches your palate, your mouth, and your nasal cavity, all filled with that rich aroma."

"That pales in comparison to what the boss lady described. When I read what she wrote, I felt as if a piece of cake was really stuffed into my mouth and I was slowly eating it."

"Hey guys, you two are playing The Return of the Condor Heroes here, right? No matter how I look at it, I look like the eagle being teased."

"I won't agree if you two don't get married. You're such a perfect match."

Zhuo Qianqian's face lit up as she read the comments one by one: "I'm going to make this cake and sell it tomorrow. It's our DJI honey mille-feuille cake. Everyone is welcome to come and taste it tomorrow."

"Don't worry, I even changed my train ticket just for Boss Wang's cake. I'll be lining up tomorrow morning."

"I have to go. I just hope they can make more of this. Today's iceberg lava cake is really not enough. It seems to be gone as soon as it comes out. I had to scrape the paper cup for a long time."

"The boss said this cake is relatively simple and convenient to make. The amount we'll make tomorrow will definitely be much larger than today. One pound per person is no problem. I'm just worried you won't be able to eat so much."

……

“This…this taste…”

Even though it was already midnight, Xu Hong hadn't gone to bed yet.

The recipe the young man gave her was not very difficult, and she was already trying to make it.

She carefully measured all the necessary seasonings using a small electronic scale, and even set the various times using an alarm clock.

At first she thought that with her clumsiness, it would take her many attempts before she could succeed, but she didn't expect that she could make it on the first try.

Carefully holding the piece of paper with the recipe written on it, she had already decided to frame the paper and keep it carefully tomorrow.

It was impossible for her skills to improve so quickly. The content written on this piece of paper was too detailed, so she just had to follow the instructions mechanically.

After tasting her own achievements, Xu Hong felt that this piece of paper was more important than her life!
Children from poor families may not necessarily become independent early, and may not all be able to get into a good university to change their destiny. If your two children are not promising, this formula alone can guarantee that they will have food and clothing for the rest of their lives.

So delicious!
The fried powder made according to the weight specified in the recipe is only a thin layer when sprinkled on the chicken frame. You may not even be able to tell whether the powder has been sprinkled on the chicken without looking carefully.

But after being fried at high temperature, this thin layer of fried flour actually forms a layer of crispy skin that is as thin as a cicada's wing but extremely crispy. The "crunching" sound when biting it is so satisfying.

Taking another bite, the fresh chicken meat has a light aroma of wine, which is far different from the heavy taste of bone meat before.

And the most important point is that the meat on the chicken rack tastes moist!
Chicken rack meat, moist, such a niche word!
But that moist feeling does exist.

In order to learn the skills secretly, she bought a lot of fried chicken racks before, but after eating so many, she firmly believed that no one’s taste was the same as hers!
And based on the smell, she would never doubt whether the business was good or not.

"Mom, what are you so happy about?"

Xu Hong turned her head and saw her little son rubbing his sleepy eyes and walking into the kitchen.

Xu Hong stuffed the freshly fried chicken rack into her son's mouth and said with some emotion: "Mom, I met a good person today. I hope we can live a good life in the future!"

(End of this chapter)