Bringing my kids to set up stalls, I made thousands of people cry with envy

Chapter 301: Life is so delicious that I cry...

In a large antique jar, Bobo chicken skewered on bamboo sticks is quietly soaked in bright red chili oil, garnished with peppercorns and sesame seeds.

It looks so spicy, how can you bear it?

At this moment, the memory of the boy from Sakura Country suddenly flashed back to the Incheon Asian Games Village a few years ago.

At that time, he was curled up alone in a small toilet cubicle, and he still has lingering fears about the cramping feeling in his stomach from the burning sensation of kimchi curry.

From then on, when he participated in competitions, he only used energy gels directly supplied by the Hokkaido factory.

But at this moment, the aroma of Bobo Chicken, which was mixed with spiciness and pepper, made his Adam's apple roll up and down uncontrollably.

"Would you like some ice powder?"

"Fruit plate, help yourself to the fruit plate!"

The ice jelly uncle and the fruit plate boy shouted casually in line with the principle of hospitality.

Just when Su Chen was hesitating whether to shout along.

The boy from Sakura Country took half a step forward.

He reached out his hand quickly and a string of potato chips was immediately at his mouth.

The potato chips seemed to be skewered intact, and I thought they would be uncooked and have a crispy texture.

I didn't expect it to have such a soft texture as soon as I took a bite, and it was very tasty.

The aroma and spiciness of the red oil are not superficial, which is completely different from the tempura sauce that is used in daily home cooking in their country.

The richness of the spices, the mellow aroma of sesame, and the hotness of the chili are perfectly blended. Every bite is full of layers and fragrance, and it is quite delicious.

Can potato chips be made so delicious?
The boy from Sakura Country was eating and couldn't figure out what was going on.

His eyes rolled around several times and he couldn't hold it back any longer.

He asked Su Chen directly in broken Mandarin, with an anxious and curious look on his face.

"Sir, why do you want our sisters from the countryside to eat so much?"

Su Chen smiled.

"This is Bobo Chicken. The delicious food of Dragon Country is the result of our long-standing food culture and the thousand-year-old food wisdom of our nation!"

"We Long people have always been good at obtaining ingredients from nature, and using unique cooking techniques and seasoning methods to turn ordinary ingredients into intoxicating delicacies..."

"Take this Bobo Chicken for example..."

Su Chen let out a lot of gibberish.

The uncle with ice jelly and the boy with fruit plate, with their ears perked up on the left and right, were both stunned.

Good guy!
Boboji...actually...can speak Japanese...

Not only can he cook delicious food, but he can also speak Japanese fluently. What a hidden talent!

Su Chen keenly felt the surprised and admiring looks from the two people, and smiled without saying anything.

After playing the suona and setting up a stall, the language proficiency skill I was awarded has not been put to good use.

I didn't expect it would come in handy here today.

After all, it's a wave of cultural output, which is pretty good.

After listening to Su Chen's standard Japanese, the boy from Sakura Country fell into a brief contemplation.

Then he gave a thumbs up and started chattering.

"The mysterious Dragon Kingdom is amazing."

"I didn't expect you to speak Japanese so well."

“The food is so delicious.”

He decided to take his family on a trip to Dragon Country after this marathon.

Enjoy the delicious food of Dragon Country and feel the charm of Dragon Country.

The boy from Sakura Country was thinking as he ate. He gasped because of the spiciness and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Bobo Chicken is quite spicy, a completely Sichuan recipe.

Su Chen and Butler Ding didn't eat much yesterday because it was so spicy.

People who can't eat spicy food will feel uncomfortable in their stomachs if they eat something so spicy all of a sudden, and they will feel miserable for a long time.

Not to mention the ethnic minority group like the guy from Sakura Country who has a relatively low tolerance to spicy food.

woo woo woo...

So delicious! So torturous!

The boy from Sakura Country ate so much that tears came out of his eyes. I don’t know if it was because of the spiciness or because he was so satisfied and touched.

"Oh my god, what a scent!"

"Fuck! Look! This little bastard is crying because of the delicious food!"

"Oh no, it's Bobo Chicken! I must try it today. It has to be so delicious that it will make me cry!"

"Come on, take this... and then take that..."

Not only him, many contestants also gathered in front of Su Chen's stall.

Gululu~
Gululu~
I don’t know how many people’s stomachs started to protest after smelling the fragrance.

To the extent that for a moment, it even covered up the sounds of everyone chatting.

"Fuck, those who know the situation know that we are participating in a marathon. Those who don't know think we are gathering to catch toads!"

"I am dying of laughter. Everyone's stomach rumbles in unison! Was this rehearsed?"

"Stop talking, I'm so hungry I can eat a raw toad!"

The little boy from Sakura Country saw so many people coming to grab food.

I quickly grabbed a few skewers of Bobo chicken and walked over to show off.

I also took two bananas and a bottle of mineral water.

Only then did he squeeze out of the crowd.

Five minutes later, the young man finished all the Bobo Chicken and finally woke up from the world of food.

The timer showed that he had stayed at the supply station for six minutes and forty-seven seconds, while the silhouette of the runner in the distance had already shrunk into a black dot.

It’s bad, it’s bad, it’s really bad!

He came here this time with the goal of winning the top three.

But now, in order to eat this Bobo Chicken, I have unconsciously wasted a lot of time.

Seeing those runners who had been left behind by him at the start of the race overtaking him one after another, his eyes instantly turned red.

It might have been okay if he hadn't eaten the Bobo Chicken made by Su Chen.

But after tasting the potato skewers, he was already captivated by the indescribable deliciousness.

"Sha..."

The boy from Sakura Country hesitated for a moment.

To eat or not to eat, that is the question.

But the body is much more honest than the brain, and in the end he still obediently lined up and grabbed a handful of Bobo Chicken.

Then, he let out a wail toward the sky and strode towards the next bend.

The boy at the fruit plate next door was cutting fruit and would glance at Su Chen from time to time.

"That's great. So many foreign players like to eat our Dragon Country's Bobo Chicken."

I am really happy that my country's cuisine has been recognized.

But at the same time he fell into deeper thinking.

I really don’t know if this Boboji brother will come to volunteer next time.

The registration fee is only 120 yuan. If I had known there was such a delicious Bobo Chicken supply point, I would not have signed up as a volunteer.

The fruit plate boy sighed.

He also wanted to eat some Bobo Chicken again.

But as a volunteer, it is not convenient to leave the supply point without permission.

Although there is no punishment for leaving, it is a reflection of a person's sense of responsibility.

The people who should be at the supply point are not there, which makes the foreign players laugh at them.

Thinking of this, the fruit plate boy continued to cut the fruit.

But just as he turned around.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw a sneaky figure of a dog.

He was secretly stealing the Bobo Chicken that someone else had put in a paper cup.

(End of this chapter)