Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country-Chapter 242 - 243: Graceful Lotus Emerging from Water, Lotus Pastry

Chapter 242: Chapter 243: Graceful Lotus Emerging from Water, Lotus Pastry

"Out of the water lotus, out of the water lotus, I always knew it described beauty, but now I finally understand why this word can describe beauty."

"Art, this is absolutely art."

"Pfft, what art? Boss Wang is clearly disguising his cooking as magic! Isn’t this the legendary Ground-Rising Golden Lotus?"

"I thought lotus and water lily weren’t the same thing?"

"Oh my, it’s truly beautiful, Boss Wang, can I take a picture?"

Wang Fan nodded and pointed at the lotus pastry, "You can photograph it, just don’t capture me."

After saying that, he fished out the fried lotus pastry and placed it on the oil-absorbing paper, turned the electric pot back on, and continued frying the second lotus pastry.

At this point, everyone’s eyes were already fixated on the first fried lotus pastry.

He Miaomiao murmured almost dreamily, "It’s so beautiful, how could anyone bear to take a bite?"

Nobody disagreed with her; indeed, the lotus pastry was too pretty and exquisite.

The layers of petals resembled real lotus petals, their pink hue carrying a subtle sheen, as if freshly picked from the lotus pond, still bearing morning dew.

No one made a sound, because its beauty was indescribable with words.

Everyone silently admired it, as if they could feel its delicate texture and sweet fragrance.

They didn’t even dare to breathe heavily, fearing that a single carelessness might shatter the thin petals.

Soon, Wang Fan’s second lotus pastry was also fried, placed once more on the oil-absorbing paper to remove excess oil, and then he arranged both lotus pastries on a newly decorated plate.

When the complete lotus pastries appeared, the crowd was so stunned they were left speechless.

He Miaomiao had heard many people talk about Western cuisine’s presentation, how exquisite the dishes were, but after tasting them, she felt that most of them were just lines drawn with sauce on a plate.

Compared to what’s in front of her, those are nothing!

The overall design was as meticulous as a finely crafted work of art; every petal was folded and placed as if meticulously planned, exuding elegance and refinement in terms of both color and shape.

When Wang Fan poured hot water onto the outer layer of the plate, the rising steam truly resembled a morning lotus pond shrouded in mist.

The beauty of this lotus pastry was not simply layers high; it had completely breached the atmosphere!

Even Zhuo Qianqian, for the first time, felt reluctant to eat this piece of beauty.

Picturing, filming, group photos, everyone took out their cameras to take a flurry of shots aimed at the lotus pastry.

At this moment, Wang Fan had taken out a small bowl, placing several solidly frozen ice cubes at the bottom.

Then he fished out a few bayberries and lychees from the recently turned-off teapot, placing them on the ice, and those still photographing instinctively pointed their cameras and phones at Wang Fan, but quickly put them down after recalling Wang Fan’s reminder.

"Is Boss Wang making bayberry lychee tea? I’ve had it elsewhere before."

"I bought one for 28 dollars before, just a small bowl, with four or five bayberries and lychees, but its sweet and sour taste was indeed quite nice."

"But compared to Boss Wang’s cup, it feels leagues apart, the looks aren’t even on the same level."

Wang Fan took a smaller spoon, gently stirred the water kettle, then scooped a spoonful, suspending it above the white porcelain bowl.

The spoon tilted slightly, the broth flowing slowly along the edge. Under the light, the ruby-like broth was so beautiful, it seemed to freeze time.

The broth hit the bowl, causing tiny ripples, spreading out until all worries were forgotten, leaving only this beautiful moment.

Simultaneously, a rich fruity aroma wafted through, reviving everyone who smelled it.

"Fragrant Bayberry Concubine’s Drink and Lotus Pastry, please enjoy."

Wang Fan smiled, presenting the two items before Zhuo Qianqian, who licked her lips with a little pink tongue, unsure of how to start.

With such an appearance, who would bear to eat it?

"Don’t eat it, please don’t eat it!"

"Don’t desecrate the art! Taking a bite is a crime!"

"Even if someone eats it, it should be me!"

The crowd screamed internally, praying that Zhuo Qianqian wouldn’t use her mouth or chopsticks.

Wang Fan sensed Zhuo Qianqian’s hesitation and, with a smile in his heart, directly reached for the delicate lotus.

"Whoa?! Don’t do it!"

"Let go of that lotus, or I’ll fight you!"

"Boss Wang, I beg you! I will buy you something else delicious, please don’t eat this lotus pastry."

"Boss Wang, this is your own creation. Can you really bear to destroy it?"

Wang Fan earnestly replied, "More than this, I’m afraid of my girlfriend’s stomach going hungry." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Then, his large hands covered the lotus, and with a "crack," he tore the lotus pastry apart in front of everyone’s despaired eyes.

"Ouch! Boss Wang, I think it’s my heart you broke, not the lotus pastry!"

"Let it be gone! You dare destroy such a perfect piece of art."

"Oh my God, give me back my lotus pastry!"

Wang Fan chuckled as he split the lotus pastry in two. Once split, people noticed there was a small piece of soft and glutinous filling inside, with golden-yellow stuffing that was delicate and slightly sandy, looking very appetizing.

After the art was destroyed, it was no longer art. The split lotus no longer possessed the power of quiet admiration but instead made one want to take a big bite.

But the only one who could taste it was Zhuo Qianqian.

With Wang Fan’s single move diminishing its aura, her appetite took the upper hand.

Zhuo Qianqian gently picked up half a lotus pastry and carefully brought it to her mouth. Her eyes sparkled with anticipation, ready to indulge in a culinary feast.

As she lightly bit down, a delicate "crunch" echoed, the outer shell of the peach blossom pastry breaking against her lips.

With the subtle sound, a slight smile graced Zhuo Qianqian’s lips, and she closed her eyes, savoring the delightful taste.

The sweet scent of the peach blossom pastry spread throughout her mouth, its fine texture as soft as silk, awakening every taste bud, enveloped in the sweet fragrance and crispy crust,

She slowly chewed, enjoying each moment of the crust breaking in her mouth, gradually reaching the soft filling, with its sugary and sandy texture, so wonderful it nearly made her jump with delight.