Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country-Chapter 198 - 199: Come Out, Rizhao Stuffed Chicken in Pork Tripe

"Don't drink in front of me anymore, you hear?"

Wang Fan and Zhuo Qianqian were walking on the road to the restaurant, and Wang Fan was still angrily poking Zhuo Qianqian's head.

Even though Zhuo Qianqian explained to him that drinking and sleeping wouldn't be such a problem, Wang Fan didn't want to experience that kind of troublesome situation again. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Zhuo Qianqian feebly replied, "I know, I know, boss, I promise I won't drink again!"

Wang Fan had ordered the ingredients before coming, and the delivery guy had several large bags squatting outside the restaurant door.

When Wang Fan arrived at the store entrance, it was 3 PM, and there were still more than a dozen regulars waiting there, chatting out of boredom.

"Boss Wang, can you open the door this afternoon?"

"I don't know, I came all the way from Lu Dong, I didn't even go to the Water Splashing Festival, just waiting for a taste of Boss Wang's Lu Dong cuisine..."

"??? You're from Lu Dong and you're not eating there, you come to Yunnan to snatch our meals?"

Wen Zongquan shrugged, "I don't know which restaurant in Lu Dong has the best food, but I know what Boss Wang makes can't be bad."

Chen Shuo praised, "What you said makes a lot of sense!"

Wen Zongquan was about to speak when he saw a man and a woman walking towards the store from afar. His eyes lit up, and he pointed at them, "Look, isn't that Boss Wang? I've only seen him in photos, never in person."

Chen Shuo peeked over, and indeed saw that it was Wang Fan: "That's right, it's Boss Wang. I was wondering why he didn't come at noon, with such a beautiful girlfriend, I wouldn't want to go to work for a day, hehe..."

The customers at the entrance, upon hearing this, all craned their necks to look over and burst into inexplicable chuckles.

When Wang Fan reached the front of the store and was about to greet the group of customers, they started speaking first.

"Boss Wang, although you're still young, you need to know moderation. One day, I'll send you a bottle of premium medicinal liquor, guaranteed to rejuvenate you."

"Hehehe..."

"Hehehe..."

Zhuo Qianqian was clueless, but Wang Fan instantly understood the meaning behind this group of old pervs' words.

Knowing that the more you explain such matters the darker it gets, Wang Fan decided not to clarify, but instead delivered a deadly blow with different words.

"Tonight we're serving Rizhao Chicken Stew, and by the way, it won't be spicy at all!"

Wang Fan's last sentence was a killer. Those who came early loved spicy food, at least six or seven of them had asked Wang Fan for spiciness before.

"No way, Boss Wang! You'll have no friends this way!"

"Exactly, any dish must have spice, just like Tifa and Aerith can't be absent in a 3D zone!"

"Boss Wang, you're heartless, you're cold, you can't not add spice!"

Wang Fan couldn't care less about what they were saying, even if the emperor came today, not a single pepper would be added.

"Go change the sign, chicken stew 128 yuan per serving, limited to 100 servings. Note, not spicy."

Chen Shuo got anxious, "Boss Wang, if you're going to do it like this, we're just going to leave!"

"Exactly, we'll just leave!"

"Right, we'll never come back again, not adding chili pepper is like you don't consider us friends."

Wang Fan snorted lightly, "Still want to eat spicy? That guy with you, didn't he say he wants to check in every day? Why didn't he come today? Couldn't handle the spiciness? Today, take care of yourselves, when the rainy season comes, eat spicy food to get rid of the chill. By the way, today's the fourth day, after I do the last day tomorrow, I'll be gone, you really want to leave?"

Chen Shuo awkwardly smiled, "We're all friends, how can we not support Boss Wang?"

"Exactly, I knew Boss Wang doesn't add chili for our own good, leaving is impossible, not only not leaving, I have to call my friends to come over and eat together."

"That's right, it's definitely for our health, by the way, I wanted to ask Boss Wang, after selling one more day tomorrow, do you have any plans?"

"Yes, not eating Boss Wang's dish for a day makes me feel uncomfortable all over."

A dozen people were chatting away while helping Wang Fan carry things into the store.

"Boss Wang, how long will today's dish take? What time can we start eating?"

Wen Zongquan asked expectantly.

Wang Fan estimated the time and said, "It'll take some time today, this dish alone will take at least an hour and a half."

"An hour and a half?"

Everyone was surprised to hear that, it's not common for a dish to take that long to prepare.

Wang Fan was helpless, the chicken stew was a kind of soup, it wouldn't work if the time was too short.

"If you think it's troublesome, you can come back tomorrow. This dish indeed takes quite a bit of time today."

A few local buddies from Yunnan retorted immediately, "Boss Wang, are you underestimating our Yunnan people's patience? If we couldn't wait for food to cook, we'd have collapsed long ago."

"Exactly, I say Boss Wang should really stay until June, by then the wild mushrooms will start growing on a large scale, you'll surely have top-tier ingredients to use."

"Yes, the freshness of wild mushrooms is unparalleled by any ingredient, it's nature's most precious gift to mankind!"

Wang Fan had heard that people in Yunnan die every year from eating wild mushrooms, but he had no concept of just how delicious these wild mushrooms could be.

While looking at the System Mall, he had noticed something called Jizong and morel mushrooms, but since he didn't have the proper recipes, he hadn't bought them, mainly because they were very expensive.

Once everything was set up, Wang Fan began processing the ingredients, and the customers sat down without any intention of leaving.

Wang Fan didn't mind them, every step he took was done with the utmost care, he wasn't afraid of these people overseeing; as for stealing the recipe, that wasn't necessary, anyone who wanted to learn could just ask him, he'd teach with no reservations.

The first step in making the chicken stew was naturally washing the ingredients.

He took out a large basin, dumped the pig stomach into it. The pig stomach was soft and elastic, it would still tremble slightly when it landed in the basin.

Then he picked up a bag of freshly opened cornmeal and poured it all into the basin. The cornmeal cascaded down like a golden waterfall, instantly covering the pig stomach in the basin, and the unique aroma of cornmeal began to permeate the air.

Meanwhile, tiny particles of cornmeal floated up, dispersing in the air like a small cornmeal snow.

As the pig stomach was completely covered by the cornmeal, its original color was gradually hidden, replaced by a layer of golden yellow.

Then he opened a bottle of vinegar and poured it all into the basin, mixing it with the cornmeal, turning it into a corn paste-like substance that clung to the pig stomach.