Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country-Chapter 237 - 238: Sweet Flower-Stuffed Chicken

Wang Fan moved the phone away from his ear and rubbed it vigorously; his second uncle’s scolding was really harsh.

He fell asleep right after sending the message; it’s not his fault, right?

"Listen up, kid, don’t get too handsy with the girl. As a gentleman, show some respect."

"I know, Second Uncle."

"What do you know?! You just said one sentence and fell asleep last night, do you know how I made it through the night?! Also, according to our custom, you have to give the girl a gift once the relationship is confirmed. It doesn’t have to be a formal engagement with the Three Golds, but you should give her something decent; at the very least, buy her an outfit. Remember that!"

"I got it, Second Uncle."

Wang Fan responded quickly: "You should go back to sleep. Qianqian and I are heading out for some exercise. Need any money? I can transfer you some."

Second Uncle spat: "Who do you think you’re looking down on? My braised meat stall can line up customers from morning till midnight. You’re running around all day and might not even be earning as much as I do. If you need money, tell me, and I’ll transfer it. Be generous with your girl, don’t be stingy."

After a few more exchanges, they ended the call. Wang Fan couldn’t help but smile at his phone.

Even though his second uncle was getting more and more long-winded, this kind of concern felt genuinely comforting.

"What do you want to eat today?"

"How about trying the Sweetflower Stuffed Chicken? Made by the boss, it must be super delicious!"

"Okay, I’ll give it a shot."

"Sure, boss."

It’s true that no chicken ever leaves Lu Dong alive, but Guangfu folks are also chicken experts. Wang Fan wanted to test his chicken culinary skills to see if he could win over the Guangfu crowd’s taste buds.

The two of them wore casual clothes to the stall today; after roaming around most of the night, they didn’t have the energy to dress up in costumes.

Besides, those costumes weren’t as comfortable as plain cotton clothes.

Standing at the stall, Wang Fan started to contemplate how to replicate the dish.

The recipe was really simple, leaving a lot of room for the chef’s creativity.

Start with the name?

Sweetflower Stuffed Chicken, so it’s all about the sweet flower, stuffing, and chicken.

The sweet flower is easy; it looks just like the garden huckleberries from his Northeast hometown. As for the chicken, just buy it directly.

As for the stuffing...

It’s known that stuffed mushrooms involve stuffing meat into mushrooms, stuffed peppers involve stuffing meat into peppers, and stuffed bitter melon involves stuffing meat into bitter melon.

So the conclusion is that Sweetflower Stuffed Chicken means stuffing a chicken into a sweet flower...

Holding a garden huckleberry smaller than a chicken’s head, Wang Fan pondered in silence.

Forget it, now that the thought has been entertained, let go of this tempting idea.

Make a puree of the fruit and soak.

...

"Hello, everyone. This is the City Morning Report, and I’m your host, Hao Xin."

Outside the anime convention, a woman in a well-fitted gray suit, looking polished and capable, was holding a microphone and speaking to the camera.

"According to multiple investigations, we’ve confirmed that the unnamed hero who used a car and his own body to block passing vehicles during the heavy rainstorm on April 29th is currently running a stall at this convention. Let’s go meet this heroic figure together."

Host Hao Xin and the cameraman carrying the camera made their way toward the convention center.

As the primary local radio station, Li Bo was eager for them to report on this, so he had already opened the employee channel for them well in advance.

As they walked, Hao Xin reminded: "Let’s keep it casual so we don’t scare off our unnamed hero."

The cameraman chuckled: "As long as you don’t ask any tough questions, I think it’ll be fine."

Hao Xin rolled her eyes at him: "How could I? That’s just not my style. Anyway, this unnamed hero is supposed to be selling food. Let’s buy a few portions and praise them as delicious, no matter how they taste. We can help promote the hero."

The cameraman laughed: "I’ve heard this unnamed hero is quite famous, and his food sells out fast. Let’s hope we can buy some."

Hao Xin shook her head: "Anyone in our line of work knows that online news isn’t always reliable. No matter how his food tastes, his actions were truly commendable—think about the forty-plus cars on the opposite carriageway, that’s at least forty-plus families. Even if he’s a viral sensation, we should still promote this kind of heroism."

They had just walked through the employee channel and reached the food court when they were dumbfounded by what they saw.

Crowded beyond belief!

Those four words summed it up perfectly.

The entire food hall was filled with tightly packed lines of people, and even contracted cosplayers from the display tables had come over.

There was no helping it; Boss Wang’s expansive AOE effect was just too strong.

The rich aroma of roast chicken permeated the food court and filled the exhibition area’s air—it was too tempting for anyone to resist.

Wang Fan was still calmly and methodically handling the ingredients.

The tall oven already had 40 chickens hanging inside for roasting; he needed to marinate the next batch of chickens.

In the bowl was a sauce made from assorted vegetables and fruits. After cleaning the chickens, they were placed in the bowl for a one-hour marination.

Coincidentally, the roast chicken in the oven also took an hour to cook, achieving a perfect seamless process.

This time, He Lu Xue and He Miao Miao were at the very front of the line, while He Lu Xue gazed incredulously at Zhuo Qianqian.

"You’ve forgotten about friendship for romance! Secretly sneaking off on a date with your boyfriend without me was one thing, but to not even tell me!"

He Lu Xue was so annoyed; she wouldn’t have known Qianqian went for a late-night tour of the Pearl River without her friend’s post this morning!

Zhuo Qianqian stuck her tongue out and pleaded: "Oh, don’t be mad, don’t be mad. I’ll give you two Sweetflower Stuffed Chickens later."

He Lu Xue held up three fingers, demanding: "Three, it has to be three!"

"Three might be a bit beyond my control."

"Stop giving me that. If I don’t get three Sweetflower Stuffed Chickens today, I’m spending the night here."

"Alright, alright, three it is. Whatever you say."

Zhuo Qianqian chatted with He Lu Xue while arranging items on the plate according to the game’s presentation—a few green vegetables and two little flowers, highly accurate in restoration—and only the chicken in the middle was missing.

After arranging several rows, Wang Fan finally smelled the aroma of fully cooked chicken.

Opening the oven, a rich aroma of chicken burst forth, as he pulled one out and placed it directly on the cutting board.

People nearby watched in anticipation, and couldn’t help but swallow their saliva.

Those standing further away paced in eagerness, while those in the back started jumping just to catch a glimpse of what the Sweetflower Stuffed Chicken looked like.