Chen Mo in the food truck placed the already chopped at filling into a bowl and then added so seasonings.
Then he rolled the at filling in his hands, while patting on so cornstarch solution.
"Hey? This guy is making lion’s head atballs without compacting the at filling, quickly take a sneaky picture, he’s just ssing around!"
Xue An said indignantly.
After all, if they intended to ride this wave of popularity, they needed a rightful reason.
Xue Ping furrowed his brows, clearly deep in thought.
"What are you doing, Bro, hurry up and take the picture."
Xue Ping raised his hand to stop Xue An from speaking, "He’s not compacting the at filling."
"Right, isn’t this just pure nonsense?"
Xue Ping suddenly rembered what Master Zhou said on the phone earlier; apparently, he t a master in the north who also doesn’t compact the at filling when making lion’s head atballs!
"Don’t rush, let’s watch a bit more."
Moreover, Master Zhou ntioned sothing about a miraculous heat control technique used by that master, which even Zhou Yu couldn’t learn.
Because of the help from cornstarch solution, and since the at wasn’t completely chopped through, it looked like small at particles, but in reality, they were intricately connected.
Therefore, shaping the large atballs was also quick.
At this mont, the clay pot on the stove had been waiting for a while.
Chen Mo had long controlled the heat to a delicate state, carefully and slowly placing the lion’s head atball into the pot. The water temperature dropped significantly, then he turned up the heat, while inserting a black ladle into the pot.
Yes... this blood-connected black ladle greatly enhanced Chen Mo’s ability to sense temperature.
Once the water temperature rose to the desired level, he adjusted the heat, added so seasoning, laid in so cabbage leaves, and then placed the lid back on the pot.
Xue Ping stood outside, lost in thought.
The water in the little boss’s clay pot neither bubbled boisterously nor emitted thick steam; it seed quite moderate. This kind of feeling sowhat looked like...
"Master Zhou said the master he t in the north did it the sa way."
"What?" Xue An asked in confusion.
It was his brother who made the call, and he hadn’t had ti to ask about the specific details.
Xue Ping returned to his stall, hesitantly texting Zhou Yu, "Master, the master you t in the north, any characteristics?"
Zhou Yu’s reply was surprisingly quick, indicating he wasn’t too busy at the mont.
"A young man in a suit in the hot weather. Oh, and he drove a yellow food truck, which looked quite luxurious."
Xue Ping stared numbly at the ssage, then turned to look at the neighboring food truck.
Hiss!!!
Seeing his brother’s serious and shocked expression, Xue An beca impatient, "Bro, what are you doing? Hurry up and take the video, whether our stall can develop into a restaurant depends on today!"
"I think we might have picked a tough opponent."
"Huh?"
As Xue An was confused, the North Gate of the Ecological Garden welcod its first custor of the day.
Yu Hongtao, after strolling around the Ecological Garden and hiding by the North Gate seeing nothing much happening, guessed the online debater probably wouldn’t really co here to confront him.
So he boldly walked out.
He stopped at a new stall to take a look, then in the expectant eyes of Xue Ping and Xue An, moved on, stopping in front of Chen Mo’s food truck.
"Heh, little boss bringing out new snacks again? Fried rice, is it our Yangzhou Fried Rice?"
For locals, ntioning fried rice would definitely an Yangzhou Fried Rice, even if it wasn’t made to the standard, at least the na had to be right, and the ingredients should sort of fit.
Chen Mo nodded, then shook his head, "Yes and no. Anyway, I just call it fried rice."
"Heh."
If it were yesterday, Yu Hongtao would only scoff, but after tasting the lion’s head atball dipped in vinegar, he had only one question left to solve now.
This month, Yuan Xiaolin gave him a budget of five hundred yuan; how should he allocate it?
If he perford well last night, maybe he could get more budget. Unfortunately, he lacked the energy last night, so the five hundred yuan had to last until next month.
Today, Chen Mo had set up tables and chairs outside, so Yu Hongtao sat on a small yellow stool, doing so calculations on his fingers.
One lion’s head atball costs 88 yuan, and a plate of fried rice surprisingly costs 188 yuan too.
Not knowing if the fried rice was worth the price, he could only try it with a hint of curiosity.
"Then I’ll order a fried rice and a lion’s head atball, I still have..."
yuan left.
He could either order another bowl of rice or two more lion’s head atballs, which seed like a perfect plan.
"Boss, one fried rice and a lion’s head atball, please." Yu Hongtao felt confident in his calculation.
However, saving money wasn’t the ultimate solution, he still needed to increase inco, so he asked, "Boss, do you have any health-preserving juices? I saw you drinking all kinds of juices yesterday."
"Health-preserving?" Chen Mo was initially stunned, then gave a knowing look, "Understood, please wait a mont."
Yu Hongtao was also surprised, did they really have it?
"Make a juice that boosts energy, if not, inject so firmness toxins."
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Ignoring the floating emoji in front of him, Chen Mo chose to overlook it.
[Carefully prepared a combo juice for you: Goji Berry, Mulberry, Chives, Oyster, and Black Sesa!]
Chen Mo looked at the liquid flowing out of the juicer, showing a peculiar black color, for the first ti genuinely understanding what rainbow black looked like.
And this liquid seed so thick, it can’t even be called "juice," more like aloe gel!
"What the... Can this thing be drunk?"
[Please feel free to drink, satisfaction guaranteed!]
It seed the system couldn’t identify who would drink it; Chen Mo took a deep breath and placed the juice on the counter.
"Will this do?"
Yu Hongtao was also dazed.
What the heck was this, yesterday the little boss’s juices were red, green, very appetizing just to look at, but his own was this dark ss?
Seeing Yu Hongtao hesitating, Chen Mo imdiately added, "It’s free."
"Free? Well, alright, of course then!" Yu Hongtao took the strange ’juice’ back to the small table and hesitated whether to taste it.
anwhile, Chen Mo continued working gloomily.
The lion’s head atballs were all stewed, and the rice cooked in the chicken soup was ready. He ladled all the rice out of the cooker and instead of putting it into the cabinet, he spread it evenly on a large bamboo sieve he found.
All the rice was spread out, and the temperature dropped rapidly. Chen Mo placed the bamboo sieve on the cabinet to keep it ventilated.
While Yu Hongtao hesitated, a fresh, fragrant sll wafted over.
He turned his head to see the rice on the cabinet, "Whoa, boss, where did you buy this rice? How co it slls so good?"
"Just the Thai Fragrant Rice from the supermarket."
Yu Hongtao took a few more deep breaths.
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
How could the Thai Fragrant Rice from the supermarket have this kind of aroma?
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