All n like big things, and Wang Fan is no exception, so he prepared an oversized pistol leg that can’t be held with one hand.
After being refrigerated and marinated for over 50 hours, the oversized pistol leg was completely infused with marinade from the inside out, very tender, and definitely bursting with juice when fried.
With the addition of lemon, milk, thy, and fernted tofu, even if it were a shoe sole, it would still be a gourt delicacy.
Because the pistol leg is so thick and large, it takes a bit longer to cook, making that rich and enticing aroma of the at linger in the air nonstop.
Liu Ying swallowed a mouthful of saliva, couldn’t help but pick up a duck collarbone and took a bite. The savory, sweet, and spicy flavor sowhat alleviated the symptoms in her mouth.
But her stomach, embarrassingly, growled loudly.
Not just her, the other colleagues were in the sa situation; that aroma was just like a digestive tablet, making everyone who slled it have their stomachs rumble like a drum.
"I’m starving, I’m starving, quickly bring that damn chicken in here!"
Liu Ying seed to hear her stomach shouting.
"Can we still change campsites now?" ng Xiuyue asked, looking pained.
"No, it was all arranged beforehand, we can’t change it."
"But I feel like if this goes on, I might starve to death. My stomach is constantly sending SOS signals to my brain and it’s warning that it doesn’t want anything else except that fragrant fried chicken!"
Liu Ying understood how she felt: "I feel the sa way, the more I sll this aroma, the hungrier I feel. How about going to ask him again, see if there’s any extra?"
The few of them simultaneously turned to Liu Ying: "Good idea, why don’t you make the effort to go again? After all, second ti is the charm."
Liu Ying said angrily: "No way, I’ve been there once already, this ti one of you should go. Last ti was so awkward I wanted to scratch the wall."
ng Xiuyue suddenly pondered while looking at the flashy RV; this kind of high-end RV was rarely seen, and she felt the person looked familiar from a distance, but couldn’t recall who it was for the mont.
"Don’t you think that boss looks a bit familiar? Like we’ve seen him sowhere."
"With the hat, sunglasses, and mask, who can tell who it is?"
"Exactly, only Xiaoying had a good look at his face. Does he look familiar to you?"
Liu Ying was stunned upon hearing this, and tried to recall Wang Fan’s appearance.
She was so embarrassed at the ti, how could she dare to stare at him? But thinking about it now, he actually seed pretty familiar.
RV, gourt food, tall figure, handso appearance, and with a girlfriend...
Liu Ying’s eyes suddenly widened in disbelief as she looked at the RV, and an incredulous exclamation slipped out: "Oh my God! No way?!"
ng Xiuyue’s eyes lit up imdiately upon hearing this; this reaction clearly ant she’d thought of sothing!
"Quick, who did you think of?"
Liu Ying still felt incredulous, but all the conditions matched that person’s characteristics: "Oh my God, I suspect we’ve encountered the wilderness big boss!"
"Wilderness big boss? Who?"
Her colleagues were a bit puzzled upon hearing this, but ng Xiuyue reacted imdiately, feeling sowhat incredulous: "Damn, are you sure about this information? Is it really Boss Wang?!"
"Boss Wang? The so-called toughest wilderness boss to encounter?"
Upon hearing ng Xiuyue’s words, the others also connected the dots.
After all, this Boss Wang had recently beco quite popular again. It was said he had gone to Guangfu to help with flood relief, and the local authorities had publicly thanked him.
Could they really be that lucky?
Liu Ying was almost ten percent convinced.
"All the conditions match, and the food he makes is so delicious, proving his profession also fits. So there’s only one answer—it’s really him!"
"Oh my God? Did we really encounter the real person?"
"Could we really be that lucky? I haven’t seen any updates from him online."
"Apparently, they have a fan group; Boss Wang doesn’t like posting on Weibo. All the news is shared in that fan group. You can’t join if you haven’t tried Boss Wang’s food yet, and I’ve been stuck outside waiting."
"Hmm... should we go over and ask?"
"You go?"
"You go."
"The usual way, rock-paper-scissors, whoever loses goes!"
...
Wang Fan already ca down from the RV holding four oversized fried pistol legs, a plate of fries, and two cups of warm milk tea.
Zhuo Qianqian was diligently adjusting the cara angle, making sure the reflection of the moon on the lake could be shown more clearly to their friends in the group.
Wang Fan placed the tray on the table and smiled: "Alright, just leave the cara like this, let’s enjoy a late-night snack now."
Wang Fan’s smile was unpredictable, which the viewers in his livestream had learned the hard way.
Although his voice was magnetic and there was nothing remotely gory in his words, the livestream chat was imdiately filled with wails.
"Oh my God! Poisoning us at midnight again! Boss Wang, I’m begging you, could you just be human? I just want to quietly watch the moon and think about collaborating with Chang’e in mischief!"
"Wow, is ’collaborating in mischief’ the right way to use these words?"
"And you have ti to worry about their word choice? I’m dying to climb through the screen, who can withstand being poisoned at midnight every day?"
Zhuo Qianqian looked at the barrage of comnts on her phone and couldn’t help but laugh: "Hahaha, boss, they’re saying you’re poisoning them at midnight again. Maybe we shouldn’t film what we’re eating this ti? It might be better for them."
Wang Fan agreed: "No problem, then the two of us will eat without adjusting the cara, out of sight, out of mind."
People in the group were all old acquaintances, so die-hard fans who had been through tough tis together, so Wang Fan was much more natural with them, speaking without the previous reservation and distance.
Hearing Wang Fan’s words, the people in the livestream chat room felt that this was also a solution; no matter how amazing the food was, if they couldn’t see it, it couldn’t harm them, right?
"This is a good way, let’s quietly enjoy the moon and stars, not do that poisoning thing."
"This thod is great, it resonates with ."
"Rember to keep it up in the future."
Zhuo Qianqian pinched the leg bone of the pistol leg with a paper towel. The golden crispy pistol leg was still releasing a rich aroma, and just the heavy feel of it made her feel satisfied before she even started eating.
The aroma of the at had a refreshing garlic scent, and the crispy skin emitted the fragrance of flour, with a hint of wine aroma mixed in, making her mouth water.
"Here."
Zhuo Qianqian handed the pistol leg to Wang Fan’s mouth, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him.
The favorite part was always the sa—feeding the boss!
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