Chapter 725: Chapter 630: Newbie Protection Period and Feasting on Meat
Thick yet smooth with oil, smooth yet not greasy, the soft eggplant flesh mixed with mashed potatoes, wrapped around the crystal clear, plump grains of rice.
Who in the family could understand the value of this bite! I’m starting to doubt if my mouth is broken!
Luo Tiantian and Chen Luoluo exchanged incredulous glances.
"No way?"
"This is way too delicious!"
"The appearance and the taste are like two extremes."
"Try it again!"
In disbelief, the two reached their spoons into the bowl again. This time, their spoons were filled with a big scoop of rice, mixed with two slightly charred pieces of pork belly.
Without the addition of meat, stewed dishes lose a lot of their fragrant flavor, but Wang Fan used quite a generous amount of pork belly.
Both had to open their mouths to the limit to get this big spoon of rice in smoothly.
Food that comes from the same pot naturally can’t have two different tastes, but a delicious flavor can amaze a person twice.
The sticky rice smelled fragrant and enticing, with a perfect soft, glutinous, and chewy texture that made both of them keep munching and chewing.
The tender, melty pork dissolved into a rich, meaty juice the instant it touched the tongue. The thin strands of lean meat offered more bite. The pork belly was cooked with skin on, and had been stewed until extremely tender. The thin layer of gelatin melted into the rice with chewing, as powerful as fries meeting ketchup.
"Mmm... it’s too good, although it doesn’t look great, the taste is truly unbeatable!"
"Who says it doesn’t look good? This potato-stewed eggplant looks great! Now when I look at this bowl of food, it all feels like flavors of temptation. It’s just good-looking in a subtle way."
"Stop the chatter, hurry and finish it so we can get another bowl!"
Northeastern cuisine is often seen as rugged, hardly associated with the word ’delicate.’
Even if the chef tries to arrange it aesthetically, at most, it doesn’t look so rough.
But doubting its flavor because of that, you’d better be ready to be taught a lesson.
Northeastern cuisine is about eating heartily and satisfyingly. Truly delicious Northeastern food must pair perfectly with rice, making you need at least two bowls where you usually only have one.
The food that Wang Fan made naturally met this criterion. Even though one bowl could match what Chen Luoluo and Luo Tiantian would usually eat in three bowls, it didn’t stop them from carefully scooping every last grain of rice into their mouths with a spoon.
Of course, the aftereffect was evident. Both felt their bellies were already a circle larger, and even talking made them feel out of breath.
Staring at the empty big bowl before them, they felt it was all unreal.
"Did I really eat this entire big bowl of rice by myself?"
"This bowl is bigger than my head. I feel like I ate two days’ worth of food in this one meal."
"How about we have another bowl? I feel like I haven’t had enough yet."
"Isn’t that bad? Wouldn’t it be overdoing it?"
Luo Tiantian pointed to a local girl next to them and said, "That sister over there has already had two big bowls by herself. At most, we each have one and a half bowls. It won’t kill us, right?"
"Then... should we just have another bowl?"
"Boss Wang, another bowl, please."
"Wang Bro, refill please."
"Today, if we don’t leave while supporting the walls, it’s not over!"
"If we don’t stuff ourselves here, it’d be a waste."
Wang Fan’s bowls were already large, and he originally thought most people could only manage one bowl, maybe 1/20 might go for a buffet option. But unexpectedly, half of them ate as if it were a buffet.
The way they gobbled down the food was quite astonishing.
As he served more rice, Wang Fan advised them with a mix of amusement and concern, "It’s not that I’m worried you’ll eat me bankrupt; just try to gauge your limits so you don’t really overeat. During the New Year, it’s not worth it to end up with a stomach ache."
"Don’t worry about us. If I don’t leave here with my head held high from the meal, that’d be disrespecting Wang Bro’s skills."
"I’ve always relished this taste. I thought my dad’s cooking was unbeatable, but who knew there was such a master in the world; no more words, just get me three bowls first to pay my respects."
Wang Fan could estimate the amount; each bowl of rice was about half a kilogram, and with the stew mixed in, each bowl weighed at least a pound. Can someone really endure three bowls of that?
"Each bowl is over a pound; please be mindful of your safety."
The line at his stall was quite calm, everyone was well-behaved, but because of this, the sound of them shoveling food into their mouths was especially distinct.
The sticky sounds of mixing rice, the clinking of bowls and chopsticks, the gulping sounds, all echoed clearly into his ears.
The locals all knew the value of this bite; however, tourists from the South couldn’t help but doubt, "Is it really that good? It doesn’t even look like it."
But such doubts could only last until the rice hit their lips.
"Wow, it smells amazing, haha."
"Unbelievable, no wonder these Northeastern folks are all so big and tall. Normally, I’d only eat a quarter of this in one meal, but today I ate a whole bowl. Eating this much every day, how could they not grow tall?"
"Stop talking. Yesterday I saw a tall, handsome 1.8-meter guy, perfectly matching my aesthetic. I mustered the courage to go over and ask for his WeChat. Guess what?"
"What? Did he turn you down because he doesn’t want someone shorter?"
The young girl didn’t get angry hearing this, but instead, with a helpless expression, she said, "It would have been better if that was the case! At least I’d still have a chance, but that guy told me he didn’t have a phone or WeChat, only a children’s watch... Later I found out, that guy is eleven years old and still in elementary school. I was literally crying!"
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