Gourmet: From a Stall in Northern Europe-Chapter 76: I’m Not Here to Set Up a Stall, I’m Here to Learn the Craft
Hungry pedestrians instinctively moved closer and immediately spotted Dreya and Anna sitting at the small table in front of the food truck, sipping porridge.
Their unique aura and perfect physique instantly revealed their identities. Since the two women had been coming here every day recently without trying to hide who they were, many people recognized Dreya as the lingerie model from the Victoria’s Secret poster hanging at the entrance.
"Lunard, hey, it really is you, man. Why so early today?"
"I’ll have two beef avocado tacos."
Lunard was experimenting with newly learned skills on the food truck, not even looking up: "No food for me now, I’m here to learn some skills."
"What?"
Skills? What skills?
On this street...
A few diners turned their gaze towards the bright red food truck.
Wow, this place has only been here for a week and it’s already got Lunard, who’s been here for years, getting up early just to learn skills?
Gotta try it!
A diner who had passed by several times without the courage to try the new food couldn’t resist his curiosity and joined others who were already eating.
"Hey bro, sorry to interrupt, what’s that you’re eating?"
"Porridge, haven’t had it before? Many places in Chinatown sell it, like those with lots of roast ducks hanging at the entrance."
"Trust me bro, once you try it, you’ll get hooked!"
I’ve got to admit, the white porridge does look much milder, and you can easily recognize the ingredients inside.
Seeing all familiar ingredients inside, the man breathed a sigh of relief.
"Boss, could you make me a bowl? There’s no nuts inside, right?"
Lin Chen smiled and nodded: "Rest assured, no nuts. Look, do you want to add some meat? Vegetarian porridge is 4 euros, with meat it’s an extra 2 euros."
Don’t let the pricing seem a bit high, supermarket rotisserie chicken only sells for about 2 euros, but they’re incomparable.
Not to mention the porridge base is hand-cooked for three hours beforehand, and the added bone broth has a lot of value. Even the tender slices of meat are cooked so skillfully that foreigners are more than willing to pay up.
Sometimes when dining out, it’s not the food itself that matters, but the convenience and cooking skills you can’t do yourself.
Every diner who tried a bite of the freshly cooked porridge was captivated by this bowl of utterly delicious white porridge.
Porridge can be said to be one of the Great Xia foods most suited to foreign palates.
They already have oatmeal and grain porridge, so their natural acceptance of rice porridge is higher than other foods.
Plus, foreigners also enjoy hearty soups, so this porridge with rice grains completely stewed to a texture similar to thick soup directly hits the spot for them.
"Delicious, delicious, this porridge is so tasty, I’ve never had anything so fresh and savory before. What’s this yellow vegetable inside? It’s so good!"
"These slippery meat slices that try to escape in your mouth, are they beef?? My gosh, how is the beef made so tender?"
"I’ve lived for over thirty years and I’ve never had fish melt in my mouth. This dish is even more tender than sashimi, it’s incredible!"
"The mushroom slices in the porridge are also tasty, they burst with juice when you bite into them."
Soon enough, many diners gathered in front of the food truck, each holding a bowl and squatting beside chairs while drinking.
After just a few seconds, they toppled over or sat on the ground, either standing up to stretch because they just couldn’t stay squatted.
Seeing this, Lucas’s Great Xia DNA was triggered.
"What? None of you can squat? No way, I thought the Asian squat was pretty common by now."
He casually squatted down as if there was a bench under him, steady and unmoving.
With one hand holding his bowl of porridge and the other holding a spoon, he quickly finished the porridge with ease.
"Is it difficult? Not really, I think I’m born to do this."
"??"
Several young fellows immediately became unhappy.
"Hey, I won’t believe this. It’s just squatting down; who can’t... ah!"
"Impossible! It doesn’t look hard at all, let me try again."
After a few attempts, everyone’s bottoms nearly split open from falling, making a young couple laugh hysterically.
"You two! Yes, I’m talking to you. Are you Great Xia people? Try it, this is too hard, I don’t believe any random Great Xia person can do it!"
Five seconds later.
The couple squatted steadily on the ground, just like Lucas, comfortably enjoying porridge and chatting, even without interrupting their phone usage, appearing as if they could stay like this indefinitely.
"...I’m impressed, truly impressed."
"No wonder they say Great Xia people know kung fu, amazing!"
Anna, intrigued, gently poked Dreya’s hand: "Hey, have you ever tried this move? It looks interesting, why can’t everyone do it? Is it really only Asians can do this?"
"I don’t know, I haven’t tried it either."
Unable to resist their curiosity, Anna tried it right there and almost fell over within five seconds.
"Strange, it’s really difficult, feels like your body loses control and balance!"
After two or three unsuccessful attempts...
Dreya couldn’t resist her curiosity either, and seeing no one was looking their way, secretly tried squatting down.
Maybe it’s due to their career, both of them have a better sense of balance and leg strength, and generally squatted longer than others, easily lasting five seconds, but any longer and they would start to wobble.
She also had a competitive nature, wanting to see how long she could squat, if she couldn’t hold it, she’d just...
This thought popped into her head, her expression changed, suddenly feeling her calves lose sensation and completely unable to control her balance, immediately falling on her rear.
"Ouch..."
"Huh?"
Hearing the noise, Lucas, squatting by the cart, instinctively turned around, locking eyes with the flustered Dreya as she tried to stand up.
Lucas reacted as if it was entirely normal, merely glancing before looking away, but Dreya’s cheeks surprisingly flushed crimson.
How embarrassing!
After all, she was a trained model, yet couldn’t maintain a simple squat stance.
Especially Lucas’s indifferent eyes gave her a sense of wounded pride.
The man who paid for their meal earlier now wouldn’t even spare her a glance, his gaze seemed somewhat dismissive!
Having had enough porridge, the two hurriedly left without lingering.
As time passed, just after eight o’clock, more people appeared on the street, and regulars who had arranged to buy porridge last night started showing up.
As the only operating food truck on the street at this hour, surrounded by diners, a long queue quickly formed in front of the window.
"Don’t rush, come two at a time. The orders go out quickly, let me know in advance if you have any special requests~"
