Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country-Chapter 232 - 233: Perfect Creation – Time of Judgment

Chapter 232: Chapter 233: Perfect Creation – Time of Judgment

Zhuo Qianqian was happily cutting lotus root slices with a small knife.

The round lotus root slices just needed a simple slice and could be cut into cute little skeleton shapes, which was something she had never imagined before.

Each time she cut out a cute little skeleton, she would neatly arrange it on the board, quickly filling up a row. The joyful sight brought a honeyed smile to the faces of the gathered cosplayers.

"Boss, I’m done cutting!"

Zhuo Qianqian pointed at the full board of adorable little skeletons, feeling a strong sense of accomplishment.

Wang Fan couldn’t help but chuckle at the little creatures: "Put them in a basin and give them a bath, clean off the slime."

As he spoke, Wang Fan placed the freshly steamed taro and purple sweet potato into a large basin, then added milk, sugar, condensed milk, and a pinch of salt, blending it into taro and purple sweet potato mash. Until then, everything still seemed quite normal.

Taking out lotus root powder, he added hot water and used chopsticks to mix it into lotus root dough, first slicing it into strips then into cubes. Following Wang Fan’s instructions, Zhuo Qianqian rolled the sliced lotus root cubes into round, small balls.

Everyone was puzzled, only finding Zhuo Qianqian’s little skeletons somewhat odd; everything else seemed relatively normal.

"This doesn’t look like Time of Judgment, does it?"

"I don’t get that vibe at all."

"Did it flop?"

"Mistakes are normal for humans and horses, especially as there’s no recipe for this dish."

Lin Mu, as a devoted fan of Wang, felt obligated to speak positively of him.

However, before he could finish his sentence, a bizarre scene unfolded.

The butter in Wang Fan’s pot melted, and he poured the freshly blended taro and purple sweet potato mash into the pot.

With rising temperature, purple bubbles began popping up from the taro and purple sweet potato mash in the pot.

Seeing this, everyone, including Lin Mu, couldn’t help but gasp.

It’s got that vibe now!

With just this heating action, the ordinary taro and purple sweet potato mash turned into something that adventurers couldn’t manage.

Solemn declaration: it’s not about money, it’s about mortal danger.

It’s terrifying!

Zhuo Qianqian chuckled and tossed some of the lotus root skeletons into the pot, further enhancing the mysterious vibe of the soup.

"Oh... Boss Wang, it was just about replication, no need to outdo yourself like this!"

"Uh..."

"Can someone really muster the courage to eat this?"

"Just looking at it makes me feel like it’s going to end me!"

"I also think... huh? This vibe..."

"What the heck?! Why does it feel like it’s changed again?"

Those who just exclaimed that the pot seemed life-threatening were once more wide-eyed at Wang Fan’s next action.

This terrifying sight in the pot suddenly seemed a bit cute when served in small boxes.

As Wang Fan turned off the heat, Zhuo Qianqian had already arranged a row of disposable plastic bowls, and once the pot’s temperature dropped, Wang Fan scooped up a spoonful of taro and purple sweet potato mash over a small bowl.

As the spoon tilted, the thick taro and purple sweet potato mash slowly descended, smoothly accumulating and merging in the bowl.

A spoonful filled the bowl just right, and Zhuo Qianqian used chopsticks to fish out a lotus root skeleton from the pot. For each portion Wang Fan prepared, she’d place a skeleton on top, giving a hilariously cute vibe.

Picking up the first prepared bowl, Zhuo Qianqian laughed: "I’ll try the poison for you."

Without needing a spoon, she blew on it and poured a mouthful directly into her mouth.

As soon as she tasted it, an overwhelming sense of surprise enveloped her; she hadn’t expected such a recipe-less dish to taste unexpectedly delicious!

The moment the taro and purple sweet potato mash entered her mouth, it felt tender and soft; the sweet flavor of the purple sweet potato and the fragrant taste of the taro harmonized, along with a rich milk flavor blending in, making it not only smooth in texture but also a delectable taste.

Wang Fan hadn’t added much sugar, making the dessert’s flavor gentle, not at all cloying, compelling others to finish it in big bites.

Besides, Zhuo Qianqian also indulged in the skeletons; the sugar-water-cooked lotus root was soft and sweet yet retained a hint of crispness.

"It’s incredibly tasty!"

Zhuo Qianqian praised and couldn’t resist reaching for a second bowl. Her action alarmed the surrounding cosplayers, as everyone knew Boss Wang’s dishes were famously limited. Having one portion was tolerable, but having two was too excessive, suggesting she lets her boyfriend cook for her if she wanted more!

"Don’t move! Even Lu Xueqi can’t snatch our already scarce portion!"

"Hey! One portion per person is the rule!"

"Put down my piece of Time of Judgment, touch it again and I’ll unsheathe my sword!"

Lin Mu joined in the teasing: "Sister-in-law, if you want more, ask Wang to make it for you later and don’t use up our already limited quota!"

Upon hearing "sister-in-law," Zhuo Qianqian’s face instantly flushed, and her hand recoiled as if shocked, hiding behind Wang Fan, burying her face in his back, unwilling to come out. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Wang Fan gave Lin Mu a fake glare, reaching for another bowl from the counter, then discreetly handed it behind him; when his hand extended back, the small bowl of Time of Judgment was gone, causing the queued people to groan in helplessness.

What could they do? Threaten not to buy unless he sold more?

If you don’t buy, others are eager to; didn’t you see the line trailing with three additional tails?

The bustling scene around Wang Fan made other stall owners envious. Despite being in the same business, look at the kind of attention he’s drawing!

Although they admired, there was no jealousy, instead, a sense of gratitude toward Wang Fan.

Firstly, since they sold different things, they weren’t direct competitors; secondly, Wang Fan attracted a huge crowd, indirectly boosting their own foot traffic and sales.

Zhao Liang, who ran a fried chicken stall at the food market, noticed the long queue at Wang Fan’s and recalled something.

Based on his recent observations, he discovered Boss Wang seemed knowledgeable about chicken dishes, primarily selling chicken in Yunnan previously.

Moreover, their discussions suggested Wang Fan had cooked fried chicken once, piquing Zhao Liang’s curiosity.

He understood influencer marketing well, knowing most fade quickly, yet Boss Wang remained consistently popular with returning customers, even attracting those traveling to try his food, proving his genuine expertise.

Could he get some tips from Boss Wang about frying chicken?