The Powerful Wife: The Nation’s Strongest Goddess

Chapter 480 Food
The mid-end and low-end are mixed together, complementing each other and living together without barriers, forming a unique food style that only belongs to this city.

A high-end restaurant with a table of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands may be next door to a fly restaurant with no facade. A shop with one or two stools and tables is a shop, and there are many diners, and there is even an open BMW, Lamborghini and other luxury cars park the car on the side of the street, and then sit on the side of the road, eat around such a simple table and stool, eat meat and drink with ordinary people, and look a little bit No discomfort or disgust.

This kind of scene is hard to see in other cities. After all, the standard configuration of luxury cars is luxury restaurants, high-end private dishes, and roadside stalls. They don’t fit their identities at all. If they stop and take a closer look , They probably felt that they stained their eyes. Such a simple place is where they can leave their footsteps. I'm afraid it will stain their shoes.

However, here, luxury cars with roadside stalls are not standard, but they are really commonplace. Even if you drive a car worth tens of millions, come down to the roadside and eat a bunch of Malatang for a few cents, it’s okay. People look at it a few more times, at most they can look at the car a few more times, and cars with tens of millions of dollars can still be seen more.

Here, I only adhere to one sentence, as long as it is delicious, as long as it tastes good, no matter whether it is a high-end restaurant or a roadside stall, just one word, eat.

Living in this city, or coming to this city, if anyone says that they have never eaten at a roadside stall, that is two words, a bad review.

Who doesn't know the real delicious food in this place, the ones that have been passed down for tens of hundreds of years are all the stalls called "fly restaurants", lurking on the side of the alley.

Yun Mo has done research on food. Even if she has never been to the most famous food city in Huaguo, at least she has heard of it. Even if she has not heard of it, Daju can whisper a flower in her ear. Perhaps, Daju thinks that this place is a gourmet city, and the mice are probably better than those in other places.

Therefore, Yun Mo was well versed in the three flavors, dragged Feng Tianxun out of the arena, and went straight to the Fly House, which he had already been optimistic about.

A small shop that looks very old and simple. There is no air conditioner and only a few fans inside. There are only five or six tables for four people sitting in it. It looks small, but it is still small.

However, it was not even dinner time at this time, and it was already overcrowded. The five or six tables in the shop were already full of people, and even outside the shop, a dozen or twenty small tables had been placed along the street. The crowd was full of people, and they all ate happily.

The spicy flavor filled with pepper and green hemp flutters in the wind, making people salivate just by smelling it.

"Wow, it's so spicy, but it's really delicious." Sitting on a small stool by the side of the street, Yun Mo took a mouthful of the spicy and delicious Bo Bo Chicken, and continued to eat without hesitation while saying how spicy it was.

Bobo chicken sounds like something packed in a basin or other container. In fact, it is indeed a big bowl or a big basin outside, but the chicken inside is worn piece by piece on a small bamboo stick. Signed, the delicacy soaked in the spicy and delicious soup.

Bobo chicken sounds like chicken, but it can be soaked in anything. Chicken, chicken skin, chicken gizzards, chicken feet, chicken wings, chicken hearts, chicken necks, etc. are the main things that belong to chicken, but duck intestines with feathery belly and quail Eggs, kelp, potatoes, enoki mushrooms, all kinds of dishes can be cooked as long as they can be soaked.

The taste is mainly red soup and white soup, but in a word, as long as you want to eat any taste, you can make any taste, it's so awesome.

Sitting opposite Yun Mo, Feng Tianxun looked at Yun Mo with a bunch of chicken gizzards in his left hand and a bunch of potatoes in his right hand. His brow was sweating and his cheeks were red as he ate bite after bite on his left hand. He frowned and reached out to wipe Yun Mo off. Wiping the sweat from his forehead: "If it's too spicy, don't eat it."

"No." Yun Mo refused without hesitation.

This kind of taste that is so spicy and so spicy that it almost makes the tongue fail is really strong, so that people who are not used to this taste almost shy away, but as long as you get back to the taste, the taste will attract you and want to try it again. Second bite, third bite.

After you have eaten these few mouthfuls, you want to continue to eat, and then you can't stop, the more spicy the more you want to eat, it is simply a devil.

"Why are you looking at me, eat it, this is delicious." Yun Mo looked up and saw Feng Tianxun and sat watching her eat, then reached out and grabbed a bunch of chicken feet and stuffed them into Feng Tianxun's mouth.

Feng Tianxun: "..."

Looking at the chicken feet that Yun Mo handed over with complicated eyes, Feng Tianxun's expression collapsed a little.

Sitting on the side of the road eating has refreshed his offline, he has never eaten on the street, especially sitting on a small stool surrounded by a table of [-] to [-] centimeters, like squatting on the ground A scene like eating.

Although he, Feng Tianxun, is not the kind of person who must be carefully crafted before he can eat, but this way of eating is almost like squatting on the side of the street, he still eats chicken feet, and no matter how you look at it, the place is a bit dirty and messy The feeling of food hygiene can't be guaranteed, the dust in the air is almost blowing towards his face, eating here, he is still a little...

"Eat, eat, eat, what should I pay attention to." Yun Mo could see Feng Tianxun's entanglement, and directly stuffed the paw into his mouth.

The usually arrogant and shrewd eyes are now full of sarcasm: "I can eat you, can't you? What's wrong with the street stall, can't you be worthy of your status as President Feng?"

Feng Tianxun: "..."

Silently, he reached out his hand to take the bamboo stick from Yun Mo's hand, and began to gnaw on the chicken feet.

What Yun Mo said is right, listen.

Listen even if you don't want to.

Yun Mo looked at Feng Tianxun's expressionless face and began to gnaw on the chicken feet. He didn't gnaw on the chicken feet. He just bit off half of them in one bite, and then crushed and swallowed them. He didn't know how to gnaw chicken feet at all. The essence, the key point of gnawing chicken feet is the word gnawing.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help showing a funny smile, Feng Tianxun was the only one who could eat delicious food like a machine.

"It's stupid, forget it, eat this." Yun Mo pushed Feng Tianxun a bowl of ice powder.

If she doesn't eat it, she will eat a few more skewers. She hates mess and mess, so she won't give it to you.

Feng Tianxun secretly heaved a sigh of relief, he could barely accept eating on the side of the street, but gnawing on the shapeless chicken feet, he was a little...never eaten like this.

Reaching out to take a bowl of brown sugar ice powder, the transparent paste-like object is filled with crushed peanuts, sesame seeds, watermelon, fermented glutinous rice, raisins, hawthorn, glutinous rice cakes, cold shrimp, etc. It looks very appetizing dessert.

(End of this chapter)