Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country-Chapter 174: Boss, You Donโt Want Your Secrets Here Getting Out to the Group, Do You?
Second day of opening the shop at Man Ting Park. ๐๐ป๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐๐๐ธ๐ซ๐๐ก.๐ฌ๐ธ๐
Wang Fan started bustling around early in the morning.
This afternoon, he planned to make a famous dish from Lu Dong, famous even to an emperor โ Dezhou Roasted Chicken.
Dezhou Roasted Chicken has a famous distant relative, and thatโs Texas Holdโem.
He had tried Dezhou Roasted Chicken in his previous life, but the one he bought for twenty yuan didnโt taste good at all โ too salty and not much meat.
It wasnโt until this life, when he had a chance to wander around Dezhou in Lu Dong, that he realized that even locally, a portion of Dezhou Roasted Chicken costs four to five chickens. What on earth did I buy online for twenty yuan?
Wang Fan questioned his soul at that moment.
Now he doesnโt make much, just buys 200 small free-range chickens, which are more expensive than the regular Sanhuang chickens, but not as pricey as those that roam freely for over a year and a half.
So he priced them at 68 yuan each.
The process is to fry and then braise the chicken, taking at least 2 hours to make. So he started early in the morning.
Speaking of braising, he thought of his second uncle and that pot used for braised meat.
His second uncle is quite pleased and content now. Last night, in a phone call, he found out that his second uncle even received an award from the Harbin Cultural and Tourism Bureau.
And with the money he gave him a while ago, he managed to buy back the old house.
Knowing everything is well with his second uncle, Wang Fan continued to relax outside, although he did miss that big braising pot.
While thinking this, he already picked up a two-pound chicken to prepare.
Chicken toenails, chicken wing tips, and trachea from the chicken neck, Wang Fan absolutely would not keep.
First, he stuffed the chicken wings out from the chickenโs mouth, then extended his long, strong fingers into the chickenโs belly to scoop things out.
The already hollowed-out body had even its last bits of chicken fat scooped out by Wang Fanโs fussing.
Took a towel to cover the chickenโs body, then used the back of a knife to "bang" "bang" "bang" three times, breaking the leg bones and wishbone.
Then, holding the two chicken legs, he moved them up and down, like doing a radio exercise.
"Pfft... Boss, what are you doing?"
The sudden voice almost made Wang Fan throw the chicken in his hands.
Coming back to his senses, Wang Fanโs head slowly raised angrily.
And the person who made the noise was scrutinized by Wang Fan from bottom to top.
A pair of black thick-soled lace-up sandals made the fair little feet appear even more exquisite and cute, how do you say it? Just very jade-like?
A segment of tender, slender calf with smooth, natural lines, skin smooth as silk, like intricately carved ivory, shining with a captivating gloss in the sunlight.
Just this delightful sight alone could halve his anger.
Above that was a playful blue-and-white porcelain patterned half-skirt... My gosh!
Wang Fan was dumbfounded, whatโs going on?
Are the diners this scary now?
I clearly didnโt reveal my location, how did you find me?
Standing in front of Wang Fan was none other than Zhuo Qianqian, whom he had just said heโd see tomorrow!
You mean if you decide to find it, you can find it? Have you mastered the power of rules?!
"Surprised? Unexpected? Happy?"
Zhuo Qianqianโs expression was full of smugness.
No surprise, only shock: "How did you find me?"
Officer Zhong and Xue Ning werenโt in the group yesterday, it couldnโt have been them.
This time Di Renjie wasnโt doing a livestream, and even if he edited a video, it wouldnโt be this fast. By the time he edited and released the video, I would have completed this weekโs task and slipped away.
Zhuo Qianqian chuckled: "I followed the smell and found you! Boss, your food stands out like a firefly in the night, donโt mind those details, hurry up and hire me, and arrange the employee lunch for me today."
Wang Fan put his hand on his forehead: "This shop isnโt very busy, I alone am enough, why a new hire?"
Zhuo Qianqian took out her phone, her big eyes narrowed into slits, looking at Wang Fan: "Boss, you wouldnโt want your activities here to be known by everyone in the group, right?"
"Even if youโre not busy now, do you believe if I send out the information, you could be busy from midnight to midnight?"
"You donโt want that, do you? Surely you donโt want that?"
Wang Fan felt so frustrated.
How did a system-backed, chosen one like himself get caught by a seemingly silly foodie girl?
This is simply unscientific!
"No five insurances and one fund, lots of overtime without pay, are you sure you want to get hired?"
Wang Fan thought with such harsh conditions, absolutely no one would want to.
But Zhuo Qianqian was already cheerfully raising her hand: "Hire me, hire me, I donโt care about the salary, just feed me enough!"
And so, Wang Fanโs shop had another employee once more.
After this episode, Wang Fan once again fully devoted himself to making Dezhou Roasted Chicken.
With a slight bend, he stuffed the broken-legged chicken into its behind.
Zhuo Qianqian watched with curious eyes, eager to learn. Wang Fan didnโt hide anything and told her the techniques and things to note. After just two tries, she was doing it impressively well.
Seeing this, Wang Fan suddenly felt that having a helper might not be bad.
With Zhuo Qianqian preparing the ingredients, Wang Fan started the next step, frying.
He put some water in the wok, and as the water temperature rose, he placed a cleaned free-range chicken on a strainer and dunked it into the hot water.
With a big spoon in his left hand, he started ladling the hot water over the chicken.
As the water temperature gradually increased, the initially limp chicken began to swell up, and the loose chicken skin tightened up.
After giving the chicken a hot spring bath, Wang Fan then drizzled liquefied honey water over it, giving it a full-body honey spa.
His technique was so gentle that even a top-notch masseur would be in awe.
After the spa, the chicken was set aside to dry. Wang Fan followed the same procedure to prepare the second chicken. By the time he had prepared over forty, the first chicken was mostly dry, with the honey water now closely adhered to its skin.
He then heated oil in a pan, and when the oil temperature reached thirty percent, he placed the chicken on a strainer and dipped it into the oil.
Using another spoon, he ladled the hot oil evenly over the chicken, quickly turning its white skin golden, but Wang Fan wasnโt aiming for golden; he only stopped when the entire chicken turned auburn.
By then, the aroma of the braising mixture had started spreading.
He adjusted the braise potโs fire to the lowest, continuing to prepare the chicken until all two hundred were done, placing them all into the braise pot.
Lucky for him, the kitchen at this shop was big enough; otherwise, the large braise pot would be rather cumbersome to place.
From here, Wang Fan left it to time, letting the power of time perfect the transformation of these chickens.
