Grandma Wu slowly cut through the rosy pork skin with a spoon, revealing the snow-white fat beneath. This color would usually seem greasy, but under the cover of the rosy broth, it only gave a feeling of softness and stickiness.
Great Border truly lives up to being one of the top provinces in animal husbandry. The local pork belly, after being stewed for a long ti, becos extrely tender. The fat lts in your mouth, while the lean at is tender without being tough.
At the sa ti, the texture of the skin is perfectly chewy, adding a layer to the mouthfeel.
As soon as the at entered her mouth, Grandma Wu showed a happy expression.
The taste of the Dongpo Pork is llow and rich, with a perfect balance of sweet and salty. The rock sugar adds a unique sweetness without being overwhelming; the saltiness cos from a mix of soy sauce and other seasonings, making the flavor more rich and unique.
Moreover, a hint of alcohol aroma creates a refreshing taste that isn’t greasy at all.
Grandma Wu took a big bite, which showed just how much she liked this dish.
The best way to enjoy this at is to mix it with rice.
The white rice absorbs the savory and sweet red sauce, and with the pork belly cut into small pieces, a full spoon of at and rice entering your mouth makes any exotic delicacy take a back seat.
For the second piece, the old lady directly picked up the pork skin, and the soft and sticky at required no effort to handle.
Dipping the pork skin in the thick sauce, it clings tightly to the skin, and as it reached her mouth, two drops of rosy broth dripped. Zhuo Qianqian reacted quickly, catching the fat with an oil-absorbent paper to prevent it from falling on the old lady.
Eaten on its own, the pork skin’s feel is completely different.
After such a long stewing, the softness is necessary, but the collagen-rich pork skin is quite elastic. A bite is filled with gelatinous goodness, a sensation normal at cannot provide, with your teeth breaking through the gelatinous texture.
Watching the old lady eating heartily, Wang Fan was also very happy. He softly said to her, "Grandma, take care of your health when you go back."
Grandma Wu might have understood, or perhaps just habitually liked nodding, smiled and nodded in agreent.
Wang Fan and Zhuo Qianqian left that night without saying goodbye to Bai Zongchen and others, mainly to avoid the hassle.
After returning to Wensu, he went to see the students and elderly making beef balls the very next morning.
Whether it’s the elderly or the kids, it was evident they were giving their all, likely understanding what those beef balls ant to them.
After a simple packing, and saying goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Zhuo, the two were ready to head straight to Harbin.
But this ti, they were stopped.
He might not care much about Bai Zongchen from Turpan, but he couldn’t ignore Alimu here in Wensu, even though Bai Zongchen’s rank was much higher than Alimu’s. This guy truly considered himself one of us, as he was friends with his father-in-law.
Alimu wasted no words and just said he had prepared plenty of ingredients for the Olympic athletes, and if needed, just to ask, they’d get it ready as soon as possible.
Wang Fan nodded and said, "If needed, I will surely speak up, but it seems my responsibility this ti is more on snacks and desserts, not necessarily will use them."
Alimu chuckled and said, "No one said snacks and desserts can’t use at, right? Anyway, if there’s a chance, you must let know, we also want to contribute to the Olympics."
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Second Uncle is quite nervous now.
That stinky boy brought his girlfriend ho for the first ti, so he must put on a good show, not disgrace that brat.
Does wearing this look too formal? Does this make look old? Is this too casual?
Second Uncle regretted not finding an old lady to consult this ti.
From Wensu Town to Harbin, it’s almost like crossing Huaxia, from the westernmost to the easternmost line.
Passing through many cities along the way, Wang Fan had no ti to tour, only marking the interesting ones for a later visit when he has ti.
Though a bit regrettable, compared to the Olympics, this regret is insignificant. Hesitating even a second longer would be disrespectful to the Olympics.
Moreover, desserts are a specialty of the French, and since he is responsible for this, isn’t this a head-to-head competition with them?
Wang Fan’s heart was full of fighting spirit.
With countless Huaxian dishes, there are always shows criticizing their presentation for not being delicate enough. This ti, he must show those foreigners that when Huaxia desserts beco exquisite, it’s ga over for them!
After driving for three days, they reached the destination, with four days left until the gathering ti. Wang Fan had already submitted their information, so they could just et up and depart when it was ti.
The eting between Second Uncle and Zhuo Qianqian was not as complicated as he thought; in just half a day, the two social experts beca very familiar with each other.
Zhuo Qianqian called him "Second Uncle" so sweetly that he lost himself, wanting to close his braised at shop and take Zhuo Qianqian to the nearby amusent park to play.
His braised at shop is now extrely popular, with queues all day long. Many people had taken out their phones to film Wang Fan, since those who like to eat this are sowhat familiar with the legendary wilderness food boss.
Seeing the real person, curiosity was inevitable.
Second Uncle was determined to take Zhuo Qianqian out for fun, no amount of persuasion would work. He directly told the waiting custors, "Sorry everyone, our family has important business today, if you co tomorrow it’ll be 20% off for everyone."
The shop hadn’t even closed yet when Second Uncle’s phone rang.
"Brother Liu, you need sothing?"
Second Uncle answered the call directly, heading straight to the point.
On the other end was Director Liu from the Bureau of Culture and Tourism, who was more than familiar with Second Uncle, allowing them a casual banter.
Director Liu laughed and said, "Brother Wang, I heard that Fan is back?"
Second Uncle was speechless: "He hasn’t even been in the house for half an hour, how did you know?"
"Hahaha, he’s quite the celebrity here, plus my kiddos are both his fans, they told as soon as they saw soone posting about it."
"I sll trouble, what’s up with him?"
Director Liu, used to Second Uncle’s bluntness, replied as usual: "It’s not a troubleso thing, our Three Eastern Provinces are hosting a fried pork competition, starting tomorrow. Wanted to ask if your Fan is interested in participating?"
Black, Jilin, and Liaoning provinces constantly debated which has the most authentic fried pork, so they set up a competition to determine the champion and hence, who’s the most authentic.
He didn’t know about Wang Fan’s fried pork skills, but he knew Wang Fan would draw a crowd, providing great help for their cultural tourism promotion.
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