"Reliable, absolutely reliable! I went from Jingzhou to Kaifeng for so business, invited a friend to eat at You Yixin, and when we ca out, I saw that little yellow car, it was definitely him, no one else is that flashy!"
"Old Bro, you’re aweso, and the strear is aweso too! If you can really chase Boss Xiao Chen through the night, I’ll spare a consolation."
"The strear is crazy, chasing all the way from Jin Province to Yu Province just for a al?"
"What... they’re really chasing?"
No way it’s a joke, right?
These past few days, LuLu’s live stream hasn’t been doing well, plumting from a daily inco of over ten thousand to earning less than 100 Yuan a day.
After a chat online with Dunzi, the two hit it off instantly!
From this mont on, Dunzi beca LuLu’s live stream staff, primarily responsible for driving and other logistical tasks. LuLu’s streaming inco would first cover their expenses, then be split 70/30.
LuLu 70, Dunzi 30.
That’s the agreent, but being a second-generation demolition, Dunzi wasn’t interested in that little money. He just found it thrilling, fun, and not very expensive.
"Alright, once we reach Kaifeng, we’ll inquire around, and tonight, we’ll definitely catch Boss Xiao Chen!"
Thus began a late-night cross-province chase.
The leader of this action was LuLu and the intelligence group, as her strong backing, was abuzz with excitent.
Old Zhao, who had just been discharged, lay on the bed, excitedly pounding the bedboard, "Damn it, damn it! If I didn’t have to work, I’d attack Yu Province!"
Fang Zhizhong casually tossed a 200 Yuan red packet into the group, "Rember to take lots of food photos if you find Boss Xiao Chen."
Running on the school track, Zhou Hu took out his phone during the break, "Nani?"
And by the bridge, Brother Squid leaned against a food cart, gazing into the distance.
Perhaps it was ti to leave his hotown and spread his squid dishes across the nation!
As the target of this mission, Boss Xiao Chen leisurely steered his food cart into an alley and then into a massive courtyard.
"Wow, this courtyard is huge, must be a thousand square ters, right?"
No wonder rich people nowadays love heading to the countryside; such a big courtyard costs hardly anything. Build a two-story little villa and properly plan the yard, living here is beautiful!
The key is you can farm, casually cultivate a vegetable garden, grow so veggies, how satisfying.
Chen Mo continued driving inside, noticing two fully skinned lambs hanging on a steel wire in the yard.
"Looks like this is a small slaughterhouse. Though not large, buying a few things is definitely feasible."
Once parked, Chen Mo had just gotten down when soone approached him.
"Younger Brother Chen?"
Chen Mo was equally surprised, "Brother Yu?"
Yu Hui’s expression was unpredictable, slightly awkward, and a bit embarrassed as he rubbed his hands, "Oh dear, I should have invited you to my house as a guest, it’s really..."
He gestured to the surroundings.
Slaughterhouses inherently have a particular stench. Guests eating here do so indoors, so they have no issue.
But Yu Hui considered Chen Mo a distinguished guest, and inviting him to such a spot really made him feel quite embarrassed.
"You live here? What a coincidence. I couldn’t sleep and thought of going for so fresh lamb at to cook sothing, and the map just led straight to your place. It’s fate."
Now that he was here, Yu Hui pulled Chen Mo inside, "Wife, bring out a bowl of freshly cooked double intestine soup for Younger Brother Chen!"
Chen Mo was puzzled, what is double intestine soup?
A few young people who were originally chatting with Yu Hui in the yard saw this and followed inside, standing in the corners, while Chen Mo was pulled by Yu Hui to sit on the sofa in the center of the living room.
Just having seated himself, an aunt who looked about fifty ca in with a bowl of soup, placing it before Chen Mo, "Drink up, it’s freshly boiled and still very fresh!"
Chen Mo looked down; the bowl contained a milky white soup base, reminiscent of lamb soup noodles he had in Luoyang before, yet... the ingredients in the bowl, being chopped finely, were unrecognizable.
"Brother Yu, this soup?"
"This soup!" Yu Hui laughed heartily, "This is a famous soup from my Kaifeng, you won’t be able to find it anywhere else! Drink up, eat up, I guarantee you’ll feel strong as iron tonight!"
Chen Mo:
No doubt, folks in Yu Province were hospitable. They had just t a day ago, and now he was served a hearty soup right upon entering, and one that promised to make him feel ’strong as iron.’ Chen Mo scooped a bit with a spoon to taste, curious about its supposed strength!
Upon entry.
Chen Mo suddenly held his breath, closing off his taste and sll senses, struggling to swallow the soup. He imdiately grabbed a cup of tea from the coffee table, chugging down two gulps, unsure if anyone had drunk from it before.
’Damn, why does it feel like soone stuffed a toilet into my mouth?’
Seeing this, Yu Hui laughed even harder, "It’s normal not to get used to it the first ti, drink more, and you’ll find it tasty."
Chen Mo was sowhat doubtful that Brother Yu wasn’t playing a prank on him, "What exactly is this? What’s in this double intestine soup?"
Speaking of this, Old Yu was oddly proud, "In here, it’s all treasures! There’s lamb intestines, lamb placenta, lamb kidneys, lamb intestines, lamb testicles!"
As Old Yu spoke, the four young n standing at the doorway were visibly drooling, envious of the soup in front of Chen Mo, wishing they could have it instead.
Chen Mo took a deep breath, still faintly tasting the hardcore flavor in his mouth.
Each ingredient Old Yu ntioned was a powerhouse in the world of performance enhancent, cooking them all together in a soup, yikes!
Chen Mo nonchalantly shifted his position, making the soup appear as if it wasn’t directly in front of him, swiftly changing the subject to the real business at hand.
"Brother Yu, can you get so lamb bones and at?"
Yu Hui replied seriously, "What for?"
"To boil lamb soup and make lamb noodle soup."
The four youths at the doorway kind of got it now, realizing the young man inside was the so-called expert Old Yu had invited.
Upon hearing he wanted to make lamb noodle soup, Feng Er, who was closest to the door, chuckled, "Brother Chen."
After hearing Old Yu call this young man Younger Brother Chen, Feng Er understood the protocol, "I’m just saying, if you’re planning to sell lamb noodle soup at the market, I say don’t bother, selling it would be pointless."
Old Yu cast a glare at Feng the Second, "Younger Brother Chen, Feng the Second here has a blunt way of speaking, don’t take it to heart."
Chen Mo nodded, not minding.
"But I think selling lamb noodle soup at the market is indeed not feasible, better off with spicy soup."
Chen Mo patted Yu Hui’s arm, "Alright, I’m not trying to sell it. I just want to make it for myself to see how it tastes. Quickly get so lamb bones, ones with marrow! And so lamb at."
Yu Hui clearly didn’t believe it.
But he still called his wife to get the stuff.
Soon, Chen Mo found himself looking at a large bag of bones the aunt had brought, full of bone, spinal bones, and so unidentifiable bone parts.
The side of the bone was machine cut, revealing the marrow inside, clearly good stuff.
"These bones were ones I had trimd off; the at was grilled, and the bones are kept. They’re freshly slaughtered, no worries."
"How much?" Chen Mo stood to pay.
The rit money wasn’t spent yet, carrying cash these days was inconvenient.
"What money?" Yu Hui’s face stiffened, "If you want to talk money, I won’t give them to you!"
Chen Mo smiled, shaking his head, liking Old Yu’s temperant quite a bit.
"Alright then, I won’t be polite. I’ll find a place outside to park the cart and take a rest in the village for the day."
Old Yu didn’t bother with formalities; he knew Chen Mo treasured his food cart. Watching as it wobbly left the courtyard again.
Old Yu took up the bowl of double intestine soup, wolfing down two bites.
"It’s pretty good, why didn’t Younger Brother Chen drink any?"
As for Chen Mo, he followed the navigation to an open area in the village, seemingly the village’s Cultural Square.
A stage was set in the center, in front of which lay a large square.
Around the square were roads leading north and south, flanked by various food carts with advertising papers plastered on them.
"This might be where the market is held."
The food cart was parked in the corner of the Cultural Square, striving not to hinder others’ movents.
Chen Mo went to the back of the food cart.
A small piece of lamb bone, and so raw noodles bought from a restaurant, tossed into the input slot.
[Analyzing ingredients for you...]
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