The Spirit of Gourmet

Chapter 93: Minor setbacks, no big deal!

"I said…"

"Who's a good person going to an amusement park at night?"

Looking at the two people walking side by side in front of her, Zhao Qian didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"It's almost closing time. What can I get if I buy a ticket at this time?"

"You're right." Cao Dongdong winked at Zhao Qian, "I remember this amusement park had a lively fireworks show at night."

"If we leave now, we might just catch up."

"That's right." Qin Lang nodded.

The sixth painting also depicts fireworks in the sky.

Everything fits together.

As long as he buys a ticket to enter the amusement park and finds the corresponding location, he can successfully find the sixth painting to check in and unlock the seventh painting!

But why does this sentence feel familiar?

Qin Lang frowned slightly.

It seems that he said the same thing when he opened the fifth painting...

bah bah bah!
This time it will definitely go well!
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"What? The amusement park is closed at night?!"

Looking at the stern-faced old man at the gate of the amusement park, Qin Lang looked at Cao Dongdong beside him with a confused expression.

"This isn't right!" Cao Dongdong couldn't hold it in any longer. "I've been to your amusement park before, and there's no such rule."

“Not only is it open until 10 o’clock in the evening, there’s also a fireworks display!”

"Then you might not have been here for several years." The old man guarding the gate still had a stern face. "Our amusement park closed at night a year ago."

"As for the fireworks display you mentioned..." The old man at the gate paused, a complex look flashing in his eyes, "that's gone too."

"It doesn't matter." Qin Lang stopped Cao Dongdong, who was about to argue, and looked at the old man guarding the gate. "Old man, you guys have to open the gate tomorrow, right?"

"Open." The old man guarding the gate nodded.

"That's fine." Qin Lang nodded with satisfaction.

Although there were some twists and turns, the situation was not as bad as he thought.

It’s just a matter of waiting for one night and checking in during the day tomorrow.

This time, I’m just here to scout the place in advance.

"Goodbye, old man. We'll come back to play tomorrow." Qin Lang waved to the old man guarding the gate with a smile, and pulled Cao Dongdong and Zhao Qian away.

"That doesn't make sense." After walking a distance, Cao Dongdong was still a little puzzled. "How can an amusement park not do business?"

"The last time I was here, they had so many tourists watching the fireworks display in the evening that it was almost packed."

"You also said that their business is very good." Qin Lang smiled, "Maybe they made enough money, so they took a break tonight."

"Okay." Cao Dongdong sighed and suddenly sniffed.

"By the way... do you smell anything?"

"If you're talking about the aroma of delicious food, I would have smelled it a long time ago." Zhao Qian said with a helpless smile, pointing to a place not far away.

"Look, what is that?"

In the direction she pointed, a large open space was filled with various food stalls, and the rich aromas mixed together and spread in all directions.

"It's a snack street!" Cao Dongdong's eyes lit up and he patted his head. "I remember there was one here three years ago, but back then there were only a few small vendors, and it wasn't anywhere near this size."

"Let's go, let's go for a walk!" Cao Dongdong said, quickly quickening his pace.

Qin Lang shook his head and chuckled, glancing at Danbao beside him.

The latter had already been secretly swallowing his saliva, his eyes fixed on the snack street.

If Qin Lang wasn't still here, it would have wanted to fly over directly.

"Let's go and try the special food of Bailushan City."
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"Uncle, give me three servings of this."

"Okay! Wait a minute!"

The bearded stall owner laughed and began to prepare the delicious food in his hands with swift hands and feet.

A ball of dough is placed in a frying pan with a thin layer of oil, then quickly flattened into a pancake shape, filled with fillings and sauce, and wrapped.

The extremely fast hand speed and skillful technique allow the stall owner to knead the dough in the pot directly with his hands without the help of any tools.

The dough became a round pancake filled with fillings, and the bottom side was fried just to a golden color. With a slight flick of the spatula, the pancake bounced out of the pan and easily turned over and fell back into the pan.

A few minutes later, a pancake with golden brown on both sides was ready. The stall owner cut it into small pieces with a spatula, wrapped it in paper and handed it to Qin Lang.

The stall owner then started making the second one.

This delicacy called "mixed-fragrant cake" has simple cooking steps, but the paper bag containing the cake exudes a rich and complex aroma. The sauces and fillings must be the stall owner's unique recipe.

It is these recipes that make the other party’s business so hot.

He used a wooden stick to pick up a piece of mixed-flavor cake from the paper bag and put it into the mouth of Danbao, who had already started drooling. Qin Lang also picked up a piece and put it into his own mouth.

The baking soda added to the dough makes the interior of the mixed-spice cake loose and soft, and the soda ash formed by thermal decomposition adds a bit of alkaline taste to the mixed-spice cake, which not only does not reduce its flavor, but enhances its color a lot.

The complex fillings and sauces of various flavors blend completely with the dough as you chew it, and as the salivary amylase breaks down the starch, it feels like the ingredients are changing all the time.

Although it is a roadside stall, it is really a delicacy that cannot be underestimated.

While Qin Lang was tasting the food, the stall owner had already prepared the other two portions that Qin Lang needed, packaged them and handed them to him.

As he took it, he looked at the food spirit next to the stall owner and couldn't help but be curious, "Uncle, your food spirit origin delicacy is not the mixed fragrant cake?"

"That's right!" The uncle laughed. "Let me tell you a little secret. The most popular stalls on the snack street are all Royal Spirit Chefs, and their spiritual origin delicacies are their best dishes!"

Seeing this old man saying "secret" over and over again without lowering his voice at all, Qin Lang couldn't help laughing.

It's really interesting.

"Qin Lang, look what delicious food I found!"

After queuing in front of another stall for a while, Zhao Qian finally bought something. She came over with a smile and took a portion of mixed-flavor cake from Qin Lang. At the same time, she handed another delicacy called cat-ear cake to Qin Lang.

"This one of mine is also good, try it!"

Cao Dongdong on the other side also returned soon after, bringing two other delicacies that he really liked.

Along the way, they shared the delicious food they discovered with each other.

The three of them chatted and laughed as they walked deeper into the snack street, and only stopped when they were completely out of food.

“Ah~ I feel so full!”

Touching his round belly, Cao Dongdong sighed.

"I looked around, and we've only visited a third of the stalls on this snack street." Zhao Qian tiptoed towards the area of ​​the snack street she hadn't yet reached, a look of anticipation on her face. "Want to come again tomorrow?"

"That's fine." Qin Lang smiled. "Let's go to the amusement park tomorrow morning, and then come to the snack street to eat at night."

"Gulu!"

(End of this chapter)