"Cough cough, alright, see you then." Jing Shu yawned and waved her hand. Through this incident, Jing Shu deeply reflected on herself and decided that when going to the Middle East to stock up, she definitely needs to take enough sacks and bring all the bodyguards. She can’t be like this ti, when she didn’t take enough sacks for the goods. Isn’t it a loss?
Ah, it’s so painful that it makes breathing difficult.
"Cough, if you’re hungry, feel free to have so nang and beef jerky as a snack." Jing Shu yawned and returned to Hulk’s body. After setting a destination for Xiao Lu, she went back to sleep.
So, when Jing Shu woke up, she found, huh, they had arrived in Chaoshan!
Wu Jiang’s friends had been waiting early. Baldy ran over as soon as he saw Wu Jiang, almost wiping away tears.
"Oh dear, I was so worried. I saw on the news that the train you guys were on was the one that had trouble. I lit incense and prayed to all 360 gods in heaven, hoping nothing would happen to you. Luckily, they heard my sincere prayers and kept you safe!
A person as conscientious as you having trouble would really be unfair of heaven."
"I also thought I was going to die this ti, it was so terrifying..."
Wu Jiang and his friend Bald Hui hugged each other excitedly, tears and snot flowing as they recounted what happened yesterday. Two grown n hugging each other, it was quite a sight.
Zhang Yicheng whispered to Jing Shu, "Boss Hui and President Wu’s friendship is more real than real gold and silver. If there’s anyone in this world who least wants President Wu to be in trouble, it’s Boss Hui, because President Wu owes Boss Hui thirty million Virtual Coins for goods and hasn’t paid yet."
Jing Shu nodded knowingly. So this friendship is real, with nothing fake about it.
"Co on, co on, you must be hungry, I’ve already prepared a banquet for you to get rid of the bad luck!"
"Burp~" Wu Jiang chuckled, having eaten too much at in the morning, "No rush, let take President Jing around and try our local snacks first."
Chaoshan, a seemingly ordinary city, but every nook and cranny hides culinary treasures.
In Chaoshan, Wu Jiang was in his elent, guiding Jing Shu and the others around Literary and Artistic Street, feeling the era vibes brought by the Republic of China architecture. But because of the apocalypse, it looked more rustic.
What used to be street stalls for commoners has now beco a high-end gourt street; only those with confidence dare to co.
Wu Jiang took Jing Shu to eat street foods like water cake, rice cake, white cut goose noodle soup, oyster pancakes with whole oysters, stead rice with the original flavor of fish, and more, trying every food on the street.
When she encountered sothing delicious, Jing Shu would generously order ten or eight more portions, like those oyster pancakes. She directly bought out today’s quantity, ordered five big pots. Jing Shu had never tasted anything so good!
The feeling of being able to hoard these delicious safe havens in Hulk’s body, actually storing them to eat slowly, was so blissful.
Who can understand the joy of a hamster hoarding food?
Hui Zai wanted to say to leave so room for the grand feast.
Wu Jiang smiled and thought, good brother, this is all I can do to help you. I don’t know if President Jing is half full, but I’ve pretty much digested it, we can start the al.
After nibbling on these snacks, they then headed to a Chaoshan beef hotpot owned by Hui Zai.
The place was already crowded, and Hui Zai led them into a private room.
Beef hotpot emphasizes extre freshness, just a step away from chomping on the cow itself. On the table was a big hotpot, with a secret beef broth and radishes, beside it were special satay sauce and various hotpot ingredients.
The masterchef sliced the beef on the spot, the knife steady and precise, the cuts evenly thick. The sliced beef was placed on a plate at a 90-degree angle to the ground, sticking firmly to the plate without falling off, retaining its moisture.
In no ti, the table was filled with plates of fresh beef from various parts: neck, beef tenderloin, Shi Ren, Shi Bing, triple tendon, five-floral tendon, fat.
"You’re lucky, Hui Zai only slaughters one cow a week, the shop opens just one day a week, and they delayed opening by a day just for us. Reservations for a taste have lined up till next year." Wu Jiang rubbed his hands, salivating at the thought of the tender and chewy beef tenderloin.
Hui Zai patted his bald head and laughed, "Saving so for President Wu is expected, besides, President Wu’s friends are my friends. You start eating, I’ll go make you so handmade beef Wanzi."
As half the host, Wu Jiang introduced, "President Jing, Chaoshan food emphasizes the ultimate original flavor, this extremity also reflects in the eating thod, watch."
He demonstrated by putting a plate of at into the boiling hotpot soup using a skimr, shaking it evenly, then scooping it out, "First dip to remove impurities, second to remove blood, third to soak and cool, take it out in seconds."
And it’s done.
Jing Shu picked up a slice of at, the rapidly contracting texture locking in the juices, the beautiful marbled fat interwoven pattern beca apparent. Now rolling it in the satay dip and placing it in her mouth, a slight chew, the savory and slightly spicy flavors instantly enhanced the beef’s freshness.
Shi Bing, crisp and refreshing, smooth and sweet; neck, marbled and juicy; tenderloin thick and bouncy, sweet and chewy; brisket fat, toothso and smooth.
Each part had a different texture, but they all shared one characteristic: delicious, incredibly delicious!!
Later, Hui Zai ca in with fresh beef balls, introducing them to everyone, "Our beef balls select the best hind leg beef, each piece requires 888 hits to form a fine at paste, not one less, then shaped using our ancestral spoon and cooked at high temperature. These beef balls, one bite bursts with juiciness, fragrant and chewy."
Jing Shu could tell imdiately that these fresh handmade beef balls were indeed delicious, much better than the supermarket’s beef balls. The firm texture was simply unbeatable.
"Cough cough, President Wu, do you think your friend could teach my Hulk how to make authentic handmade beef Wanzi? If I can’t eat these delicious balls in the future, I would be very disappointed."
Look at that, is this sothing a person would say? Wanting to eat beef balls so much that you’d have your pet make them for you. Truly, only you, President Jing!
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