Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country-Chapter 387 - 388: Adjustment of the Town’s Decisions
After eating and drinking to their heart’s content, the campfire party naturally came as scheduled.
The night was as dark as ink, yet studded with brilliant stars, and the burning campfire seemed like a vibrant painting.
The Great Border has a large temperature difference between day and night, and the weather, which is in the teens at night, is indeed a bit chilly.
But the blazing campfire burning in the dark not only illuminated people’s faces but also warmed everyone’s body and mind.
Zhuo Qianqian held Wang Fan with her right hand and Zhuo Mom with her left. Zhuo Mom held Mr. Zhuo with her left hand, and everyone joined hands to form a circle, dancing joyfully.
Although Wang Fan’s limbs belonged to the undomesticated type in dancing, dancing around the campfire indeed did not require any skill; it was all about enjoying that simple joy.
The town’s people were equally prepared, with various musical instruments producing all sorts of merry sounds, making the atmosphere here even more joyous.
Sounds of laughter and singing interwove, the flames of the campfire danced with the wind, and the wood in the campfire crackled, amplifying the festivities.
When the group dance ended, it was time for free performances, and for the first time, Wang Fan clearly understood what fifty-six ethnic groups meant, fifty-five of them being good at singing and dancing.
Let’s not even mention Zhuo Mom, a professional dance teacher; those half-grown kids could all dance quite decently. In contrast, for their Han family children, being able to go up and sing a song was already a big achievement.
While dancing, it was like arms moved but not legs, legs moved but not the body, the body moved but not arms, in any case, each limb had its own idea.
Yet everyone was very happy, without having to think about work’s trivialities and life’s hardships, only needing to wholeheartedly enjoy the evening’s revelry.
Revelry was for the ears, serenity for the body and mind.
The town’s people acted swiftly, and after the campfire party ended, they rushed back overnight to edit the video, posting it online first thing in the morning.
The video began with the town’s beautiful scenery, interspersed with various farming base videos and pictures, followed by the campfire party, where the part that occupied the most footage was naturally Wang Fan roasting that whole lamb.
The town’s equipment is good, producing high-definition videos, capturing even the crystal oil drops on the roasted lamb, oil drops falling one by one, making viewers’ hearts itch with desire.
Especially when paired with Wang Fan’s reputation as the wild food big boss, it makes it even more alluring.
Shen Teng, the tourists, having enjoyed the feast, spared no effort in their praises, leaving all kinds of comments that boosted the video’s popularity rapidly.
The town’s leader smiled at this development but soon realized a problem.
That is, the roast whole lamb here isn’t the same as Boss Wang’s roast whole lamb!
When people come and tell you your roast whole lamb isn’t right, what do you do?
Does it mean deceit?
"How about... letting those barbecue vendors learn from Teacher Wang?"
proposed Alimu.
Once this was said, the office first quieted down, then began to buzz with discussion: "No matter whether Teacher Wang is willing to teach, those veteran chefs probably wouldn’t want to learn, would they?"
"Isn’t that right? It is craftsmanship passed down through generations; who would think their own is worse than others’?"
"And the basic premise is, why should Teacher Wang teach them? Do we have that kind of pull?"
Alimu, familiar with Wang Fan as he followed the town’s team: "I think Teacher Wang is quite willing to share his skills; it mainly depends on whether these chefs are willing to learn. Anyway, after tasting Teacher Wang’s roast whole lamb yesterday, I feel it’s on a completely different level compared to everyone else’s."
"Oh, by the way,"
Alimu continued to add: "Zaike was there yesterday, and he was learning from Teacher Wang."
"Zaike was there?"
"Zaike wants to learn the skills?"
"Is it true? Is it really that delicious?"
Zaike is relatively famous in this small town and even Aksu; their family business has been around for many years, starting from his grandfather’s generation in this line.
When out-of-town friends come over and want to eat barbecue, Zaike’s barbecue shop is the first choice.
Yet such a well-known expert is now willing to follow Teacher Wang to learn how to make barbecue?
Adili, Alimu’s superior, also stood up at this moment to support his subordinate: "You didn’t go last night to taste that roast whole lamb, so it’s normal if you can’t understand; if you had tasted that lamb, all we would be discussing now is how to persuade those barbecue chefs to learn new techniques and how to persuade Teacher Wang to teach them."
"Persuading Teacher Wang is relatively simple; we just need to persuade Brother Yuanshan. We have no selfish motives; it’s all about promoting our hometown. I’m sure Brother Yuanshan would understand us."
"Achoo, achoo..."
Mr. Zhuo sneezed several times, always feeling an ominous atmosphere following him.
"Did you play too wildly and catch a chill last night?"
Zhuo Mom said with slight reproach, "Don’t think just because you look young, you really are young; you’ll soon be 40, so still, take care of your health."
Mr. Zhuo nodded and laughed, "Got it, got it, I’ll brew what that kid brought into water to drink."
Zhuo Mom shook her head with a smile, "Just be nice to them. They came, and over these days, helped you sell seafood and helped our town promote, anyway, I think if their relationship stays stable, they would make a good son-in-law."
Mr. Zhuo shook his head vigorously, "Too young, Qianqian is still quite young, saying this is too early."
"When we were this age, Qianqian could almost play soy sauce."
"In what era were we? Now it’s not the legal age yet. I’m not talking to you about this anymore; I’m heading to the farm to handle the fish. In the afternoon, the town’s people are coming over; I also need to deal with them."
"Block if you can, Little Fan isn’t even from our town; it’s shameless to always seek his help."
Normally, they don’t ask, but now they seek him every other day, Zhuo Mom thinks without doubt that the town’s people are definitely after Wang Fan.
Mr. Zhuo is aware, but he is somewhat torn inside; this might be the closest chance for their remote town to take off, and if they miss it, who knows when they’d get this kind of attention again.
As a member of the small town, he certainly wishes the town could take advantage of this to enter the public’s view.
Wang Fan and Zhuo Qianqian have a habit of morning runs, so in the morning, they ran together to the farm.
The mantis shrimp has already been completely consumed, and the supply channels for the South American white shrimp have been basically secured. Naturally, the remaining need to be cleared out.
Today’s star is rainbow trout.
This is also unsuitable for farming here at Mr. Zhuo’s place.
Once this batch is consumed, this fish pond will be directly transformed, and the next batch will entirely farm South American white shrimp.
Every other type will be canceled, and from now on, only white shrimp will be farmed.
In the future, even the filling for beef balls might be sufficient to consume all those white shrimp.
