Sky Curtain: Random stalls with rhinoceros horns, shaking the entire dynasty.

Standing to the side, Xu Chu scratched his head and said in a simple and honest manner.

"My lord, I'm getting hungry too. Shall I have the cooks slaughter a pig from the camp and fry it for you in oil?"

Cao Cao didn't speak, but his Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed.

……

Modern-day night market at the south gate of Kyoto University.

Jiang Feng had no idea that his small stall had become the focus of a live broadcast across all historical timelines.

He was startled when he saw the rice noodle rolls clinging to the edge of the cart, just inches away from the scalding oil.

If hot oil splashes on her, her delicate little face will be ruined.

He quickly put down the frying chopsticks, bent down, put his hands under the little dumpling's armpits, and picked her up in one swift motion.

"Oh dear, little one, this is dangerous. You can't get so close to the oil pan, you know?"

Jiang Feng carried her to a safe area on the side of the stroller, took out a small plastic stool that he usually rested on for her to sit on, and gently comforted her.

"You sit here quietly for a bit. I'm busy for a little while. When I'm done, I'll take you to find Mom, okay?"

Little Sizi nodded obediently. Although she didn't quite understand what it meant to ask for her mother, she sensed the kindness of the little boy in front of her.

"Okay, I'll sit here obediently~"

At this moment, as the irresistible aroma of the crispy pork spread wildly, two or three college students, their guard down by the fragrance, gathered in front of the stall.

"Boss, what are you frying? It smells amazing! How much?"

"Freshly fried golden crispy pork! Twenty yuan a serving!"

While giving instructions, Jiang Feng quickly turned to check the heat.

He watched as the crispy pork in the pan was fried until it turned golden brown and set, with a perfect crispy crust formed on the surface.

"Out of the pot!"

Jiang Feng flipped his wrist, and the huge strainer scooped up the whole pot of golden crispy pork, draining off the excess oil.

He poured the crispy pork into a stainless steel bowl, sprinkled it with his secret dry powder dipping sauce, picked up the bowl with both hands, and shook it up and down a few times.

"Shuashuashua——"

With each roll, the dry seasoning is evenly coated on each piece of crispy pork, and the complex flavor of cumin and meat aroma bursts forth in a second wave.

Little Sizi sat on a small stool, her two little hands supporting her chin, her big eyes now completely starry.

Looking at the golden and tempting crispy pork in the bowl, her mouth watered uncontrollably.

"Little Nangjun... I... I miss you..."

The little girl sniffled pitifully, her adorable and pathetic appearance melting anyone's heart.

Jiang Feng paused in packing the food for a customer, looked at the rice dumplings, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"No problem, I'll get you one."

He deliberately picked out a small piece of crispy pork that had been taken out first from the bottom of the basin and had cooled down a bit, and tied it up with a long bamboo skewer.

He walked up to the little girl, held the bamboo skewer to her lips, and gently instructed her.

"Here, eat slowly, and remember to blow on it before you eat, be careful not to burn your mouth."

The little ox had no concept of politeness. As soon as it heard it could eat, it immediately opened its pink little mouth like a little tiger and blew on it a couple of times in a very serious manner.

Then, with a loud thud, she took a big bite of the small piece of crispy meat, which was about half the size of her palm.

"Snap!"

The crisp sound of chewing rang in Jiang Feng's ears.

At the same time, it was also transmitted without reservation to the skies above all dynasties through the celestial canopy.

The crispy batter shattered instantly under Xiao Sizi's baby teeth, and the sweet and savory meat juices locked inside burst open wildly in her mouth like a flood.

The tender and chewy texture of lean meat, combined with the rich and fragrant oil that melts into fat at high temperatures, makes it both fatty and tender without being greasy.

The outer layer of dried cumin and the inner layer of Sichuan peppercorns create an ultimate taste sensation on the tongue.

Little Sizi suddenly opened his eyes wide, his pupils trembling.

She sat on the bench, her two short legs swinging happily in the air, her chubby little hands covering her mouth, letting out muffled gasps of happiness.

"Wow! This is so good! Little succulent, this is the best thing I've ever had!"

The little ox was so excited that it almost started babbling in its baby talk.

Seeing the little guy's exaggerated yet incredibly real reaction, Li Shimin and Empress Zhangsun, who were originally on tenterhooks in the Tang Dynasty era, were instantly stunned.

Li Shimin rubbed his eyes in disbelief, looking at his daughter's blissful expression as she ate heartily in the sky, her mouth greasy with food. For a moment, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"This... When Si Zi was in the palace, she would only eat a bite or two of the delicacies from the imperial kitchen before getting tired of them. How could she enjoy this coarse dish called crispy pork so much?"

Empress Zhangsun breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as my daughter is safe, that's all that matters. Besides, even though the man in white is dressed strangely...

But not only did he quickly and skillfully remove the ox from the dangerous oil pot, he also carefully instructed the person to cool it down before feeding it, which suggests he is a kind-hearted person.

"Gurgle..."

Zhu Yuanzhang, in the Ming Dynasty era, could no longer resist watching his son, Xiao Sizi, enjoying his meal.

"Damn it, this wasteful brat fried all this stuff in so much oil... is it really easier to chew than our roast goose?"

Old Zhu took a big bite of brown rice, but his eyes couldn't leave the crispy-on-the-outside, tender-on-the-inside piece of fried pork on the screen.

In the modern setting, Jiang Feng deftly packed crispy pork for a college student customer while watching the little girl swallow her food, and casually asked:

"Little glutton, where are your parents? What's your name?"

Little Sizi licked the dry powder from the corner of her mouth, raised her oily little face, and obediently answered:

"My name is Rhinoceros Duck, I was catching little Butterflies, and then... and then my parents disappeared~"

"What?"

Jiang Feng's hand, which was about to flip the oil pan, suddenly stopped.

Sizi?

Father and Mother?

Who are these parents? Giving their child such an unusual nickname is one thing, but even teaching them to address each other in such a hardcore and retro way?

Before Jiang Feng could even think it through, his stall was completely surrounded by college students who had flocked there like zombies, drawn by the aroma.

"Boss! Give me one! This tastes amazing, I'm drooling!"

"Queue up! Holy crap, this crispy pork looks amazing! Boss, give me two portions, I've already paid!"

"Don't push! I was here first! Boss, I want three to go, my roommates are dying of envy!"

Jiang Feng looked at the long line that had instantly formed in front of him, his forehead slightly sweaty, but his hands moved without any slackening.

He skillfully coated the remaining pork belly strips with batter and dropped them into the bubbling oil in batches.

The sizzling sound of frying filled the air, the golden color shimmered enticingly under the lights, and the rich aroma of meat assaulted everyone's olfactory senses wave after wave.

Just outside the crowd, a tall girl wearing a loose white leotard and a light gray long cardigan was about to walk past quickly.