Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country

Chapter 749: Chapter 642: The Main Course Arrives

"Second Uncle, Uncle Liu, Auntie, come and taste the authentic Nanjing salted duck. We’ll have the meal in half an hour, so let’s have a bite to start."

Uncle Liu, being straightforward, didn’t hold back: "Sure, the aroma from the kitchen has already woken up my appetite."

Auntie Liu also smiled and said, "We’re lucky today, enjoying a feast without even stepping out the door."

She then looked at the duck meat just placed on the coffee table by Zhuo Qianqian and couldn’t help but exclaim, "Wow, this duck looks so tender. You can tell it’s delicious without even tasting it."

Zhuo Qianqian felt a bit proud, "You have a good eye. When the boss made it in Nanjing, it was always in short supply. Here, Auntie, Uncle, Second Uncle, here are some gloves for you. It tastes best when eaten by hand."

Zhuo Qianqian, along with Liu Zhaofeng and the others, also put on gloves, picking up a large plate of duck meat without distinguishing the parts, and casually put a piece into their mouths.

The spoonful of gravy poured over it gave the duck meat a juicier texture without adding more seasoning flavor.

The subtle seasoning didn’t have an overwhelming fragrance, but you couldn’t detect any gaminess in the duck meat either. The rich, matured aroma of the duck filled the mouth, making the entire nasal cavity overflow with freshness.

The tender texture of the duck was as good as its pinkish hue suggested, with just the right hint of salt that enhanced the savory taste without overshadowing the natural flavor of the meat.

The duck meat retained plenty of moisture, its succulent texture becoming more and more fragrant as it was chewed.

And the most delightful surprise was the duck skin. The smooth, bouncy skin snapped as you bit into it, as if you could feel it popping between your teeth.

Zhuo Qianqian’s large eyes narrowed happily into crescents; the taste of this bite of duck was even better than what she had in Nanjing.

The boss’s culinary skills have evolved so rapidly; it feels like the tastebuds weren’t even ready before they were skyrocketing down the highway.

This sensation is absolutely thrilling!

Initially, Uncle Liu planned to eat just one or two pieces, as there was still a big meal waiting. However, the perfectly balanced salty flavor and juicy texture were simply irresistible, and he unwittingly ate many pieces, piling up a small mountain of bones on the coffee table in front of him.

Despite eating so much, he didn’t feel full at all; instead, he felt even hungrier, as if this bit of duck meat had sparked an insatiable appetite for delicious food.

Licking his lips, he looked intently towards the kitchen, thinking that perhaps the half hour was almost over?

Everyone else was in the same boat, gazing expectantly at the kitchen after finishing the duck on the plate, each person’s mind focused on the same thought.

Let’s eat quickly, let’s eat quickly, let’s eat quickly...

Wang Fan’s New Year’s Eve meal preparation was indeed nearing its end.

The first dish about to be completed was the five-finger peach salt-baked chicken.

He was using the wet baking method, having already drizzled water along the edges of the clay pot twice.

Turning his ear toward the clay pot, he listened intently and could already hear the incessant "sizzling" sounds inside, indicating that the process had transitioned from wet to dry baking.

Holding a bowl of rice wine, he keenly smelled the evolving aroma of the Flying Dragon Meat, and at the moment when the fragrance turned richer, he drizzled another bowl of rice wine along the edge of the clay pot.

"Whoa!"

The instant the rice wine met the clay pot, an orange-yellow flame burst forth. If Wang Fan hadn’t reacted quickly, his hair might have paid the price.

The alcohol aroma from the rice wine was instantly activated under the flame, blending with the rich chicken aroma, relentlessly tantalizing Wang Fan’s taste buds.

Even with his self-restraint, he found himself struggling to control his drooling.

If this were a common chicken from the market, Wang Fan believed his self-control wouldn’t be put to such a test, but the intoxicating aroma of the Flying Dragon Meat was simply too captivating, enough to break even the strongest Ascetic!

Putting on heat-resistant gloves, Wang Fan grasped the round handle of the clay pot.

Zhuo Qianqian dashed into the kitchen like a little shark scenting blood, eyes lighting up upon seeing Wang Fan’s actions. She quickly grabbed her camera for a close-up of the clay pot.

The people in the live stream felt the camera zoom in abruptly, leaving nothing but the steaming clay pot on the screen.

"About to experience the painful delight of food porn again?"

"The boss’s wife really knows how to play. From a distance, it doesn’t seem as intense; but this close-up promises drool for sure."

"Whether I watch it or not makes for a painful evening. Either way, it’s painful, but at least watching it means I gain something!"

"Brothers and sisters, keep your eyes wide and don’t blink. The moment of witnessing a miracle is upon us."

"It’s just salt-baked chicken, something we eat often in Guangfu. Is it necessary to react like this?"

"This reaction is a bit exaggerated. No matter how good it looks, it’s just chicken...but holy shit!"

"Holy shit!"

"Holy shit! The Golden Legend!"

"Golden Legend again!"

"The Golden Legend series never gets old! I can’t even imagine how delicious such a golden, alluring chicken could be."

The newcomers, initially skeptical and ready to scorn the old fans’ shameless praise, found their words swallowed when the clay pot lid was lifted, turning their reactions into a chorus of "holy shit."

At this moment, they couldn’t help but believe that what the old fans said was true!

As the clay pot was opened, a rich mist billowed forth, with a glimmer of golden hue faintly visible. As the steam dissipated, the entire golden chicken filled the screen.