"Crunch..."
Wang Fan took a bite of the drumstick, and the crispy outer layer emitted an incredibly clear sound.
This sound of breaking through the crispy skin is arguably even more satisfying than the sound of hot oil splashing onto the ingredients.
Treat others as you wish to be treated, Wang Fan also picked up a drumstick and offered it to Zhuo Qianqian’s mouth, knowing that she loved to be fed by him.
"Crunch..."
The crisp sound rang out again, and as the two began to chew, the sound beca more frequent.
The people in the live streaming room realized they were very wrong, extrely wrong.
Yes, the cara wasn’t pointed at the food, so indeed they couldn’t see it, but gosh, eating makes sounds!
Forget everything else, but eating fried food is simply cheating, isn’t it?!
The sound is like an ant continuously crawling across your heart, and your mouth automatically starts to salivate.
"Oh damn..."
"Who invented the sound transmission function on the cara? Co out, I swear I won’t beat you!"
"I found that even turning off the sound doesn’t help, my ears are automatically filling in the sound. Crunch... Crunch... Wiping my mouth, is it really that crispy?!"
"Why not film a midnight snack instead? I feel like hearing it is more tempting than seeing it..."
"I’m already incurably enchanted, I still have stead buns and pickles in the fridge, hoping to die a glutton."
"How about filming it? I support it, watching will make you hungry..."
Just a mont ago, the group mbers supporting not filming quickly changed their stance, but at this mont Wang Fan and Zhuo Qianqian were happily feeding each other and hadn’t any ti to look at the ssages from the streaming room.
"Crunch... Crunch..."
So sounds might be considered divine, but compared to this, they are nothing!
Zhuo Qianqian bit into the chicken leg at, feeling it was the ultimate temptation to the taste buds!
The crispy outer skin, baptized perfectly by the right oil temperature and ti, turned golden and enticing.
A gentle bite and the pleasant "Crunch, crunch" sound accompanied by crispy texture blooms in the mouth, instantly awakening dormant appetites.
With Boss Wang marinating for over two days, the chicken leg at absorbed the essence of the seasoning, with every fiber pervaded by deep, savory and sweet flavors.
After taking a big bite, the fresh and juicy chicken gently dissolved on the tongue, juices flowed when the teeth exerted on the at chunk, the tender chicken and crispy outer layer offered contrasting yet harmonious coexistence, creating a layered taste experience, a dual delight of texture and taste that made her indulge in it.
Wang Fan was also very satisfied with today’s drumstick.
The altitude of over 2000 ters did affect the boiling point to so extent, but luckily, with so of his skills, he was able to adapt perfectly.
Today’s drumsticks were just coated with a thin layer of batter, even the slightly thicker chicken skin was fried to an irresistible crispness.
This crispy layer resembled a thin layer of golden armor, a gentle bite allowed one to feel the delightful lody when crisp collided with teeth. The crispy skin wasn’t simply hard or dry, it had just the right level of oiliness and aroma, leaving a lasting impression.
anwhile, the chicken leg at retained its unique smoothness and juiciness, especially the perfect breading technique ensured the at’s juices weren’t lost.
The texture of the chicken leg at was delicate and tender, as the teeth penetrated the crispy skin and went into the at, there was an outer to inner change in texture, it was a feast for the taste buds.
The main thing was the various marinade combinations gave the chicken leg at a faint milky aroma, refreshing lemon scent, and a very slight hint of wine aroma.
Although he didn’t add wine during marinating, fernted tofu naturally carried a small amount of wine aroma, and after being enriched by high temperatures, the wine aroma beca a bit stronger.
Crispy, tender, bouncy, milky, refreshing, moderately salty...
This fried drumstick is unbeatable!
Wait? Seems a bit like a self-advertisent, isn’t it?
Doesn’t matter, it’s just delicious!
Under the moonlight, with the cool breeze from the lake blowing, holding the hefty drumstick and taking big bites, accompanied by the stars in the sky, how could one’s heart not feel sheer joy?
...
ng Xiuyue was very frustrated at this mont, regretting why she didn’t play cloth with her scissors.
Even though Boss Wang as a celebrity was soone she quite liked, the thought of initiating conversation with strangers made her uncomfortable.
Especially when going over to ask for food!
And while the couple enjoyed fried chicken and moonlit romance together, she had to play the third wheel, which made things even more awkward.
Wang Fan already noticed ng Xiuyue strolling slowly, unsure what this hesitant girl was up to.
When ng Xiuyue looked up, she made eye contact with Wang Fan and was startled, almost spinning around to run.
Eventually, she mustered so courage; having been spotted already, she figured she might as well walk over, bracing herself.
Then she took a deep breath and spoke to Wang Fan and Zhuo Qianqian who were looking at her: "Hi, sorry to disturb you, is... is this Boss Wang? I’m a fan of yours..."
Hmm?
Wang Fan was taken aback, not expecting to et another fan.
"Hello. Want so fried chicken?"
Wang Fan didn’t think too much about it; he’d said before that if he t anyone, he’d offer a dish. Now, it’s late at night and he only had drumsticks at hand, so offering them would be more convenient.
"Eh?"
ng Xiuyue was stunned upon hearing Wang Fan’s words.
Haven’t they just started chatting awkwardly? How was her task already completed?
Wait a minute, is Boss Wang really this generous?
ng Xiuyue happily said, "Is that okay?"
Wang Fan smiled, "If you want, yes, but I’ll need a mont to fry two more for you."
He had marinated quite a few, so there were leftovers in the fridge.
ng Xiuyue hesitated, "Uh... Boss Wang, actually my colleagues and friends are also your fans, could you make a few more? We’re willing to pay; we really didn’t want to bother you, but the aroma of your fried chicken leg is irresistible..."
She finished speaking and quickly waved to her colleagues not far away, who, upon seeing the opportunity, ran over eagerly.
Wang Fan glanced at them, a group of ten or so, n and won, including the girl who wanted a chicken dish swap just earlier in the evening.
Once they ca over, they greeted him enthusiastically.
"Hello Boss Wang, I’m a fan of yours. I’ve applied to join the fan club several tis, but because I haven’t tasted your food, I’ve remained outside the group."
"Boss Wang, I’m also a fan, have been following you for a long ti."
"Hello Boss Wang..."
Wang Fan felt a bit overwheld; how did he encounter a flock of fans?
"Frying drumsticks would take quite a while, how about I fry you so chicken nuggets instead?"
His fryer wasn’t too large, making frying drumsticks more cumberso, but chicken nuggets were fine, easily fryable in one batch.
"Sure! Thanks so much!"
The group had no objections, feeling pleasantly surprised instead.
"Thank you, Boss Wang, after today I’ll finally be able to join the club!"
"Boss Wang pampers his fans so much, haha, we’ll pay you right away."
Wang Fan shook his head, "It’s fine, just a few drumsticks. Why don’t you wait and co pick them up in about 10 minutes when the nuggets are ready."
After ng Xiuyue and group returned, Wang Fan shrugged at Zhuo Qianqian.
Zhuo Qianqian chuckled, "Boss Wang’s fa is really growing, maybe you’ll beco a big star soday, haha."
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