Lu Yongjun watched Chen Mo holding that plate of chicken and sauce, and couldn’t help but chuckle, as if he was holding sothing precious.
"Alright then, let’s go eat in my room."
Uncle Tie brought his homade grain wine, and Chen Mo brought his ticulously prepared Sichuan-style White Cut Bangbang Chicken. Lu Yongjun opened the shop door and entered.
"Originally, I thought of opening today, but I was really agitated, so I didn’t. Hope you two don’t mind."
Lu Yongjun grabbed a big handful of at from the cabinet, put it in a bowl, then poured the pre-prepared sauce over it, adding various seasonings and mixing it up.
A delicious-looking husband and wife lung slice was placed on the table.
Uncle Tie fished around in his pants pocket for a while, finally pulling out a big handful of peanuts, "This young fellow gave them to , haven’t finished them yet."
The three n sat at the long table, a simple yet delicious side dish completed.
Peanuts, White Cut Bangbang Chicken, Husband and Wife Lung Slice.
Sotis, the joy of n is just this simple!
Lu Yongjun brought three small two-ounce cups. The wine jar in Uncle Tie’s hand was a bit large, he had to stand up to pour the wine.
Chen Mo knowingly got up, holding the wine cup, and leaned in towards the mouth of the wine jar.
The transparent liquid flowed into the cup, causing tiny bubbles, which quickly disappeared, the rich aroma of the wine spreading in the room, intoxicating those who slled it.
Chen Mo was not a lover of alcohol, but he occasionally sipped a bit.
In Chen Mo’s view, one should never drink excessively, nor drink every day.
But if wine is used to adjust the atmosphere, when the emotions and mood are right, drinking a few more cups is fine.
Today was just such a situation.
Newly arrived in Hanyang with no acquaintances around, he was warmly invited by the hospitable local Sichuan folks. Each person brought their own specialties. Huaxia people inherently have this friendly spirit. If they feel a connection with you, it’s normal to sit down, have a al, and drink together.
A small drinking party requires an appropriate opening.
The host directed the conversation towards the newcor.
"I haven’t asked the young brother’s na yet?" Lu Yongjun raised his cup, his tone steady.
"Chen Mo, Chen as in ear, Mo as in silence."
"That’s a really nice na, co on!" Uncle Tie clinked his cup with the other two’s.
Taking a sip doesn’t need a reason, it just needs "that’s a really nice na", even if it might be a lie.
The three of them lifted their cups, tilted their heads, and took a small sip, the spicy taste of the wine passing through the throat, dropping down the esophagus into the stomach.
Then they uniformly picked up their chopsticks, unexpectedly all going for that plate of peanuts.
People who drink are generally like this.
First, eat a peanut, the rich peanut flavor instantly suppresses the strong wine taste, then the flavors get detached from the numbing of alcohol, urging them to start tasting other dishes.
Chen Mo took a bite of the Husband and Wife Lung Slice.
With the chopsticks, he picked up beef, beef tripe, and beef head skin.
The beef was chewy, the tripe crispy and savory, and the beef head skin refreshing and bouncy. The rich textures combined made the eating experience very enjoyable.
Paired with the spicy and aromatic flavor, the perfect fusion of Sichuan pepper and chili provided a strong numbing and spicy sensation, spreading in the mouth like a fiery fla, instantly igniting the taste buds.
The pungency of garlic, the taste-enhancing effect of salt, the richness of soy sauce, the sour and aromatic vinegar, these well-proportioned seasonings collectively created rich flavors, with each bite offering a variety of tastes dancing on the tongue.
"No wonder the mory Card said Lu Fang’s business is so good. Leaving other dishes aside, just this Husband and Wife Lung Slice, Boss Lu’s skills aren’t inferior to mine!"
Chen Mo savored it, his taste buds extrely satisfied.
As for the other two.
They both chose that piece of chicken by Chen Mo, not knowing what to call it.
Lu Yongjun picked up a piece of chicken from the rib area with his chopsticks but was in no hurry to swallow it.
His tongue curled around the rib with cartilage, gently sucking.
In an instant, the numbness at the tip of his tongue surged into his nasal cavity and eyes. Then biting down again, the cartilage made a "crunch" sound as it broke, but the chicken did not fall apart. Instead, spicy juice flowed out, filling the mouth, teasing the taste buds and every single nerve ending.
Lu Yongjun chewed slowly two tis.
The tenderness of the chicken was almost exaggeratingly better than that of Bangbang chicken which he had made for decades!
The chicken in his mouth didn’t feel like chicken, there was not a hint of chicken fibers, as if the at was a complete entity!
Finished in one bite, swallowed down.
No more numbing or spicy feeling in the mouth, only the fresh and fragrant taste of the chicken remained.
"I see!"
Only then did Lu Yongjun understand the wonder of this dish; it was eaten with a dipping sauce, at first giving a numbing spicy sensation to the mouth.
The other flavors were just there to enhance the chicken’s aroma.
And as the mouth chews, those flavors gradually dissipate, leaving only the taste of the chicken itself. Thinking this way, this dish really doesn’t focus on seasoning, it highlights the chicken itself!
It’s different from Bangbang chicken. Bangbang chicken is made by shredding the at completely so it can mix better with the sauce.
You could say these two dishes look sowhat related, but taste completely unrelated.
"If it wasn’t for my peanut chicken, this dish wouldn’t be so delicious."
Lu Yongjun felt that his success was inevitable!
Uncle Tie was different, he took a bite and only felt it was delicious.
A bite of at entered his mouth with a spicy and numbing taste, perfectly suiting his personal preference for food. The more he ate, the tastier it beca, with the juices in his mouth almost overflowing.
Uncle Tie found one bite unsatisfying and took another, only then exhaling contentedly, "Xiaochen, your culinary skills are great! Is this the dish you’ll be selling tomorrow?"
Chen Mo also took a bite; it was indeed delicious!
"I haven’t decided what to sell tomorrow, let’s see tomorrow, no need to rush."
This dish is indeed sellable, but the cooking process is just a bit too... laborious.
However, Chen Mo also had an idea, our current black pot can be large or small. When the ti cos, just make it bigger!
Then with a big pot of water, making twenty to thirty at once shouldn’t be much of an issue.
"By the way, what’s this dish called?" Lu Yongjun curiously asked.
Chen Mo grinned, "Sichuan-style White Cut Bangbang Chicken."
Lu Yongjun: ???
Sichuan-style, White Cut, Bangbang Chicken.
You combine these three words together?
Does it fit?
Taking another bite of chicken, it actually seems quite fitting!
Precisely because of the inclusion of the pounding, the at turned into garlic clove-like pieces, if simply cut with a knife or shredded manually, this effect wouldn’t be achieved.
Sichuan-style refers to the overall flavor, numbing spicy, no problem. White Cut refers to the cooking thod, nothing but boiled in plain water, no problem. Bangbang chicken, no need to ntion, also no issue.
But why does the combination just feel so weird?
After chatting about Chen Mo, the topic started to shift.
Uncle Tie lifted his cup again, clinking glasses, taking a breath before slowly asking.
"Boss Lu, have you thought of how to deal with tomorrow’s matter?"
Lu Yongjun, having just taken a sip of wine, took another sip by himself, didn’t even eat peanuts.
Just gave a heavy sigh.
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