Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country-Chapter 304 - 305: No Hint of Chicken Flavor

Taking the first bite of fresh shrimp wonton, the first sensation is the smoothness and delicacy of the wonton skin. It is soft yet elastic, and as it is gently chewed, the freshness of the shrimp begins to burst on the tongue.

The shrimp meat is tender and juicy, with a springy texture and chewiness, accompanied by a subtle sweet seafood flavor. The freshness of the shrimp complements the smoothness of the wonton skin, achieving a magical transformation in the mouth.

Luo Xu couldn’t resist scooping up another spoonful of wonton, this time with some milky broth.

The fresh shrimp and the light yet rich broth merge with the modest yet perfectly balanced seasoning, creating a rich and delightful flavor that lingers.

The light and refreshing broth is not at all greasy, allowing him to fully savor the original taste of the shrimp, with each bite presenting the perfect balance of fresh, sweet, and salty, leaving a lasting impression.

Little Mianmian’s little hand was holding a spoon, trying hard to fish out a piece of chicken from her big bowl to offer it to Luo Xu: "Daddy, have some meat."

The little one was already hungry but stubbornly insisted on feeding her dad first.

The tears in Luo Xu’s eyes finally dissipated. The present has its own beauty, so why cling to the past?

The tender chicken melts in the mouth, and Little Mianmian’s contribution made it the most delicious thing in the world for him.

Jiang Rui had been to eat Cantonese Cuisine with Luo Xu a few times before, but honestly, she wasn’t used to it, finding the taste somewhat bland.

But today’s fresh shrimp wonton chicken pot completely shattered her preconceived notions.

It turns out that blandness and richness can coexist!

The milky broth doesn’t have any extra seasoning; its rich aroma is just right, without any miscellaneous flavors.

But this most essential and simple freshness truly gave her a feeling that this is indeed the best soup she’d ever tasted.

No wonder Old Luo used to lament, "There’s no chicken flavor" when drinking soup. This is what he meant by chicken flavor!

"Is this chicken flavor enough?"

Watching Luo Xu drinking the soup non-stop, Jiang Rui couldn’t help but tease, "You used to say there wasn’t any chicken flavor, but you’re drinking so enthusiastically this time, it must have a lot of chicken flavor, right?"

Luo Xu shook his head: "Still a bit lacking."

Jiang Rui speechlessly said, "Bro, you just drank until tears came out, and you say it’s still lacking? What kind of boss could meet your standards?"

Luo Xu shook his head, "The chef’s skill deserves at least 120 out of 100. Just the fact that this chicken ends up in his hands is already a blessing. It has reached a height it shouldn’t have reached."

"Exactly!"

As soon as Luo Xu finished speaking, a shrewd-looking guy next door chimed in, "Although this chicken is fresh, it probably never left its coop in this lifetime, never ran freely on a mountain. It’s spent its life in a cage eating feed, so the meat is loose."

With a sparkle in his eyes, Luo Xu said, "And moreover, this chicken is probably only half a year old, lacking the sediment of time and missing the chicken fat. Without chicken fat, it’s just a bit short on flavor."

"Correct, but I must say, the chef’s skill is just too good. Even with just such a basic chicken, he can make it taste like grandma’s cooking. If he used a roaming mountain chicken over three years old, I can’t even imagine what deliciousness could be made!"

"It’s understandable, after all. Although this yellow chicken isn’t perfect in taste and texture, it has the advantage of being cheap. This is a university after all; if the chef used those mountain-raised old chickens, this pot of soup would start at 300 yuan, and how could students afford that?"

Jiang Rui took another bite of the chicken, only feeling it was so tender and delicious that she wanted to swallow her tongue. How on earth could these people figure out the chicken’s family history just with a bite?

"Even with this ordinary chicken, the chef’s pot of soup deserves a 99.9. It’s absolutely at a master level."

"Buddy, wipe your tears."

"You too, buddy, there’s still tears in your eyes."

"Why is there wind in this canteen? Sand is blowing into my eyes."

Many who ventured from Guangfu to Beijing have made a name for themselves, genuinely considered social elites, but at this moment, without exception, they all had tears on their faces.

There’s a kind of longing called homesickness, a sort of yearning called having soup. This chicken soup, not made from the finest ingredients, has indeed unlocked their long-sealed memories.

The surging memories instantly broke through the heart’s defenses, rushing to the tear glands, with large tears dropping into the soup, adding a unique flavor to the dish.

Everyone stopped talking, silently spooning the fresh shrimp wonton chicken pot in front of them.

After finishing the fresh sweet shrimp wontons, and the crisp and sweet bok choy, they finally picked up the clay pot, downing the soft, boneless chicken and the remaining rich soup in one gulp. The experience could only be described as smooth and satisfying.

"Today’s chicken pot is delicious, the chef’s skills are really top-notch."

"With even Master Luo praising the culinary skills, it’s undeniable. I hope to have the chance to taste the soup made with the mountain-roaming chicken, I’m willing to pay five hundred or even a thousand."

"Today the chef’s soup was better than the one I had last time for 2000 yuan. Though the chicken wasn’t the best, the chef’s exceptional skills are truly admirable."

Listening to the chatter around her, Zhuo Qianqian was filled with joy; her chef’s skills were indeed nothing to scoff at.

Jiang Chenchen and the others were secretly amazed: "Wow, we always knew the chef had skills, but never thought they would reach such heights!"

"These Southerners all look like big bosses; they praise so much, Boss Wang’s level must be really high?"

Li Jing exaggeratedly opened her arms to show: "As high as several floors! I just checked online, and wouldn’t you know, it was shocking to find out that he hid so well!"

Jiang Chenchen and Zhang Ya looked at Zhuo Qianqian with bright eyes, clearly sensing some juicy gossip!

"Come on, tell us, don’t keep us in suspense!"

Li Jing looked at Zhuo Qianqian and clicked her tongue: "Our little gourmet has struck gold, this Boss Wang is a sensation online. Starting from Beijing, he changes places almost weekly, and wherever he sets up a stall, a long line follows. Later, he moved to other provinces, with many fans following him nationwide during holidays just for a taste of his food! He was even rated as the toughest outdoor boss nationwide. Oh, and I heard he was grilling skewers on Mount Tai’s peak, directly boosting Mount Tai’s tourism industry. Even in the coldest winter, it drew more visitors than the peak holiday weeks, creating a historical peak in guest flow."

Jiang Chenchen and Li Jing looked at Zhuo Qianqian in amazement: "Is your boyfriend that awesome?"

Zhuo Qianqian thought she should be a bit humble: "Just so-so, but that guest flow was Mount Tai’s limit, not the boss’s limit hahaha."