The beginning is only when you become a chef

Chapter 46: Tangtang sells the taste of daddy?
The cracked rice balls, thick soup and seasonings were scooped evenly into each person's disposable paper bowl.

This couple and two college friends who obviously live in the same dormitory.

Just in front of the live camera.

There were also nearly two hundred local group members watching with envy.

Using chopsticks, he picked up the golden rice crust pieces that were covered with thick soup and still emitting hot mist, and swallowed them in one gulp, with anticipation on his face and a crisp "crunch" sound as his teeth bit them.

In an instant, the four of them closed their eyes collectively, with happiness reflected on their faces.

suddenly.

Among the couples dining together, the cute and sweet girl in JK clothes suddenly covered her mouth, and tears like little pearls fell out uncontrollably.

“Wow, wow, wow…” The cute and sweet little sister cried, “It’s such a warm and generous feeling, I tasted the flavor of my father!”

The crowd heard the diners’ first comment after tasting the food.

It actually tastes like my dad's.

All stunned.

Hey, little sister, what you are eating are rice crust balls. The stall owner is also a nice young man, so there is no way he can give you the taste of your father's food.

But the tall, fair-skinned guy next to her suddenly said:

"That's right!"

"After chewing, the taste of the rice crust is rich but not violent at all. It gives people a sense of security, just like the feeling of a father, silently warm and protective!"

The two brothers in the college dormitory also opened their eyes one after another.

One of the shorter college students wiped his sweat and said, "I just ate it and heard a lot of mumbling. It's too Cthulhu!"

The tall man with glasses murmured:

"Come on, come on, be merry..."

The short college student nodded quickly: "Yes, yes! It's a taboo word like this!"

"But Dad protected us!" said the tall man with glasses.

"Damn it, if it weren't for my dad's taste, I would have been tricked by these little goblins and fallen into hell!" said the short man with gratitude.

They seemed to be discussing their own.

A world of its own.

The expression on his face showed a trance as if he had not yet escaped from his fantasy of gourmet food.

In a state of half asleep and half awake.

The crowd around witnessed this scene and saw that they were taking it very seriously, completely ignoring the other pairs of eyes chatting with each other.

(((;;)))
The crowd all had this expression.

My God, are you guys here enjoying delicious food or chatting about Cthulhu?

And his mouth is full of the taste of Daddy, Daddy!
What about this "Dad Literature"?

The crowd had a confusing reaction when they saw the four diners who were the first to taste the food.

The atmosphere in the night market street suddenly became messy and absurd.

But Lu Jiaxin, who had already eaten the 35% completed "Kaihua Guoba" dish once, almost laughed out loud.

She couldn't help but look at Boss Xia with admiration and shock.

Okay, Boss Xia.

Tangtang is selling "Cthulhu Food" and "Dad's Taste" at the night market, right?
The rice crust balls you made have left a deep impression on my culinary heart, and they are simply incompatible with fantasy literature such as ghost stories and the giant hand of God, right?
the other side.

Xia An didn't have time to listen to the diners' comments on the food. There were so many people crowded around him, crying out for food. If he didn't hurry up, he might not be able to finish making the 100 rice balls before dawn.

Therefore, Xia An and Hojo Miyoko did not have a break for even a moment and made the rice balls very efficiently.

When Saibajo Ichiro and Nakiri Alice found the stall located in the Sonjin Temple Night Market Street.

The entire night market street was already crowded with people.

Alice's mouth dropped open when she saw the night market explode.
“It feels like a summer festival scene!!”

There were also many tourists who had just arrived after hearing the noise and were talking excitedly beside the two of them.

"Oh, how can I squeeze in? I'm in such a hurry!"

"What's the use of being anxious!"

"I heard that the mysterious stall owner this time is making the classic dish Kaihua Guoba?"

"Didn't you watch Douyin? Not to mention the ordinary audience, many famous chefs who came here to watch it were probably kneeling down to watch it!"

"Really? Then let me take a look at the audience seats in the live broadcast room to see how many big guys with certified star marks there are..." Saibajo Ichiro tried several times to squeeze through the road and finally squeezed in. He led Alice forward slowly through the crowd with difficulty.

"Senior Caibo, there are so many people. This is the first time I've been to a crowded street market. It's so stuffy and hot that it feels like it's hard to breathe!" Alice complained.

"hold onto!"

"Think about the happy moment when you ate Kaihua Guoba. It's all worth it, right?"

Hearing this, Alice perked up and clenched her fists with gritted teeth.

A moment later.

The density of passers-by ahead suddenly dropped a lot.

Alice looked up and couldn't help but let out a surprised "Eh".

Crowds of people gathered around the stall.

Because more and more group members and diners have tasted Kaihua rice crackers, many people stood there in a daze, wiping tears from time to time, and murmured something like "God's giant hand" and "the taste of dad".

One by one, they were crying, laughing, and reminiscing about the happiness.

This style of painting.

It’s like everyone is watching a touching TV show or film about fathers. The diners don’t seem like diners, but rather audience members expressing their emotions after watching the show.

Of course, there are no so-called movies and TV series now!
Therefore, a small night market food stall can spread such an influence and make so many people cry and laugh.

It's simply a magical realist plot!
Saibajoichiro and Alice exchanged a deeply shocked look.

“It seems that the dishes in the legends have an incredible appeal.” Saiba Chengichiro said while swallowing his saliva.

"So, what does it feel like to capture so many people collectively?"

Alice's pretty face was also filled with appetite.

The girl's eyes were originally red, and now they were dim, with her asymmetrical white hair.

Her image with white hair and red eyes looks like a little devil who has been tempted into desire.

"Are there so many people?"

At this time, a fair-skinned young passerby squeezed beside the two of them, and was also stunned when he saw the diners in front of him and the strange painting style.

After a moment he whispered:

"Fortunately I'm not late."

"For a group of people like us who are cursed, it's so troublesome to go through the procedures to return home."

He is Wu Zhu who returned from a border city in Southeast Asia.

In the world of Tai Chi cuisine, he is the descendant of Chef Suzaku.

A standard nine-star chef.

As he spoke, Wu Zhu casually glanced around, and when he saw the red-haired Saiba Chengyilang, his expression changed drastically: "Shura?"

"The 'wandering chef' from Totsuki?"

A big boss who has been deeply involved in the super-grade field for many years.

Internationally famous.

Can't afford it!
Farewell!

Wu Zhu hurriedly squeezed a few meters away from this place.

……

The scene was packed with diners who came here to enjoy the restaurant.

So you can imagine how popular it is online.

The number of online viewers in Lu Jiaxin's live broadcast room has increased from over 10 when the stall was first opened to now directly to one million.

Moreover, the Douyin in this world has a celebrity certification star mode.

Many famous chefs did not open secondary accounts, but when they heard that the stall owner who made the fiercely chilled fresh sea bream mountain was setting up his stall again, they hurriedly clicked into the live broadcast room to watch.

In the barrage, various master balls were used to capture the famous chefs in the celebrity seats who were just watching silently without saying anything.

[@Tang Jinghan, the genius of this generation of Shanghai Dragon Town Restaurant, can you please come out and comment? ]

[@Lu Zuguang, are you here? As a descendant of a family of chefs, what do you think of the Kaihua Guoba that this street food vendor has restored? ]

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