Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country

Chapter 733: Chapter 634: Nationwide Petition, Pastry Chef Reemployed

"This Northeast trip was absolutely amazing. All the photo spots were incredibly beautiful, Ice and Snow World was so much fun, and the best part was checking in starting from the Snowy Flowing Sand. I didn’t miss any of Boss Wang’s dishes, and Northeast cuisine is truly delicious. This trip was perfect to the extreme, and I’m preparing to go home tomorrow."

"Same here! Plus, I was lucky to catch a heavy snowfall. The feeling of lying in the freshly fallen snow is truly blissful. I’m planning to head back tomorrow too, but I’ll definitely be coming again next year."

In the evening, many people were sharing their experiences of the Northeast trip. As the year-end was approaching, many were preparing to head home for the holidays, expressing their feelings and reluctance online before leaving.

"The food was great, the fun was great, and it felt like people here had no barriers between them. I even feel like I’ve become much more open."

"The only unpleasant thing was the warning posts online, which were actually from people from the South. I don’t understand what mindset that is."

"It’s just never enough, right? Anyway, I thought this trip was very fulfilling, and aside from the expensive flight tickets, the other expenses weren’t much. After 10 days, I spent less than 3,000 yuan."

"I got ripped off twice, but the cultural tourism bureau shut down the store that scammed me on the same day, and they compensated me for the losses. Kudos to Erbin’s cultural tourism!"

"Indeed, very efficient. They usually provide feedback on the same day and can solve the problem. Thumbs up, thumbs up."

"Jolted awake from my illness, the joke’s on me! Guys, after finishing the iron pot-cooked goose by Boss Wang, I felt this Northeast trip was complete. But just as I was about to sleep, I suddenly sat up straight because I suddenly remembered that Boss Wang is a world dessert champion! I actually felt satisfied with just eating one Snowy Flowing Sand?! Do you guys also think this Northeast trip was complete?!"

The previously harmonious discussion atmosphere fell silent after this message.

But this silence felt like the vacuum after a nuclear bomb had been dropped, and shortly after, it exploded into a frenzy.

"Why did I only realize this after you mentioned it?"

"Oh my, I just realized it too; world champion! It’s like sitting on a treasure trove and not even thinking to dig it up!"

"What on earth blinded my eyes? Preventing me from seeing the truth?"

"It’s the iron pot. It must be the iron pot. Boss Wang’s big iron pot is just too eye-catching, and the dish cooked in it smells so fragrant. Who would have thought he also takes on the role of a world-class dessert champion?"

"Although, wasn’t that the Sino-French Dessert Competition? How did it become a world champion title?"

"World desserts look to France, French desserts look to Boss Wang, so Boss Wang is a world champion. Any problem with that?"

"The way you put it actually makes sense. Let’s not talk here anymore; let’s head to Boss Wang’s Weibo to ask for more treats. Coming all the way here without tasting world-class desserts would be a regret!"

"Though your words seem to be sending me away, you’re not wrong. Everyone, target Boss Wang’s Weibo, charge with me!"

Wang Fan’s face was already covered with sticky notes.

He strongly suspected that his second uncle and Zhuo Qianqian had conspired against him, but he had no concrete evidence, especially since Zhuo Qianqian’s face was also covered with several sticky notes.

The second uncle, having won the whole evening, was quite smug: "Old ginger is spicier, huh? You guys still need more practice, hahaha."

Wang Fan retorted defiantly, "The spiciest ginger is West Lin Fire Ginger and South Mountain Ginger. New ginger is much spicier than other old gingers."

The second uncle was taken aback, then chuckled, "You’re clearly dissatisfied, huh? Come on, let’s battle another 300 rounds. I’ll stick so many notes on you, you’ll look like a commando."

Zhuo Qianqian quickly tried to mediate, "Second uncle, it’s already past 10 PM, you should go to bed. You’ll have to get up early for exercise tomorrow morning. You can show him the spiciness of old ginger tomorrow night."

The second uncle snorted lightly, "I’m giving Qianqian face. Otherwise, you won’t escape unscathed tonight."

With that, he pompously went back to his room to wash up.

Wang Fan shook his head with a smile, truly proving that ’old kids’ are aptly named.

Zhuo Qianqian picked up her phone, glanced at it, and her eyes squinted into crescents with a laugh, "Boss, your fans are calling you out again. They say you’re not being fair, bewitching them with the iron pot stew so much they forgot you’re a dessert master, and they want you to make desserts tomorrow."

"This is like sitting at home and having a pot fall from the sky, isn’t it?"

Wang Fan, torn between laughter and tears, took the phone and indeed saw rows of requests.

"While iron pot stew is good, you can’t overeat it. You still need to give us something sweet."

"My best friend says even the utility poles in the Northeast are sweeter than Boss Wang. I’m the first to disagree, Boss Wang, can you use your desserts to slap my friend’s face hard tomorrow?"

"We were promised more sweetness for the fans."

"Boss Wang, when will you become the sweetest in Erbin? How about tomorrow?"

"Desserts, desserts, desserts, both Chinese and Western are fine. Can you let us leave with some sweetness?"

"I propose that Boss Wang make a lava cake. It’s not that I think our Chinese versions are bad, it’s just that those cakes sell for over 100 yuan a small piece in cake shops. It’s not even enough to fill a tooth gap, and they’re not available in many places."

"Oh yes, yes, yes! I want to try that too. Boss Wang, could you possibly make one?"