Chapter 215

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

He recalled that every time he used to go home and climb the stairs, he was panting after just a few steps.

Now he could climb all the way to the sixth floor in one breath, only slightly out of breath.

He had never noticed this subtle change before, but once Hu Xiaoyun confirmed it, he immediately became happy.

Zhu Chang held a plate and shouted loudly toward the kitchen: "Lu Boss, your food is amazing! I come here every day to eat, yet I've actually lost weight!"

Lu Feng in the kitchen had just finished plating another Lion's Head; hearing this, he turned around and glanced at Zhu Chang.

Seeing his expression of both surprise and joy, he smiled faintly: "You're overthinking it; it's probably your own doing."

Though he said that, Lu Feng was also a bit doubtful in his heart.

Recently he felt his muscles had become much firmer, and he normally didn't exercise at all.

The arm-strength bar he couldn't budge before, he could now press over a hundred times in one breath, feeling effortless.

Also, when he used to work, every time he slept a little later at night, he'd feel especially tired the next day. 、

Now even if he's busy until midnight, he's still full of energy and vigor the next day.

Not to mention Lin Xi's situation; a few days ago Lin Yiming told him with a face full of surprise that Lin Xi could now eat a bit of normal food.

Lu Feng had just said at the time that it was Lin Xi recovering well on her own.

But he knew clearly that being able to improve an anorexia patient definitely had something to do with the system food.

The max-level technique given by the system shouldn't just make food delicious; it seemed to be able to quietly change a person's constitution.

It's just that this matter was too outrageous; spreading it would be a bit absurd and might cause unnecessary trouble.

"Really? Is it really my own doing?"

Zhu Chang tilted his head, muttering somewhat doubtfully.

"Of course! Think about it, you come to Lu Boss's place to eat every day now; aren't you eating less of other things? Eating less naturally means losing weight."

The fruit shop owner Lao Zhang patted Zhu Chang's shoulder with a smile, speaking in a very definite tone.

"Hmm... that makes sense! Seems like it really is."

Zhu Chang then cleared up the doubt in his heart and finally stopped obsessing over it.

He held his plate and left the counter happily, plopping down at a window seat in the hall.

As soon as he sat down, he was deeply attracted by this Red Braised Lion's Head before him, and no longer cared to think about anything else.

His world seemed to quiet down all at once; the clamor of Food Street outside and the ordering sounds in the hall all seemed to become blurred.

In the center of the spotless plate lay two Lion's Heads the size of half a fist, plump and round, looking very cute.

The Lion's Heads were covered in a thick sauce, glistening with oil under the lights, appearing exquisite and ceremonial.

These two Lion's Heads were round and plump, uniform in size as if from the same mold.

The meatballs' surface had an oily jujube-red color, sprinkled with some finely chopped green onions, looking very appetizing.

Zhu Chang couldn't help but lean forward; just as his nose got close, a wave of heat carrying fragrance wafted over.

First was the fat fragrance from the braised pork belly, with a slight caramel sweetness, then the flavors of various spices, mixed with a faint wine aroma, and finally the fresh fragrance of green onions.

These fragrances intertwined, instantly hooking all the gluttony in his stomach, making Zhu Chang drool and impatiently wanting to take a bite.

"Goodness, this fragrance could make someone drool to death."

Zhu Chang muttered softly, impatiently picking up the spoon on the table and reaching toward the Lion's Head in the plate.

The Lion's Head couldn't be picked up with chopsticks; it had to be eaten with a spoon.

The moment the spoon touched the meatball, it was as if a switch was triggered, and the meatball, like bread, quickly caved in.

This meatball was softer than imagination, its texture like freshly steamed glutinous rice cake.

In an instant, the fragrance hidden inside the meatball was fully released, several degrees richer than before.

Zhu Chang couldn't help but sniff, the saliva in his mouth beginning to flood like a floodgate opening.

He had never seen such a tender Lion's Head before.

Just this texture told him that when he bit down later, it would definitely burst with juice.

Zhu Chang hurriedly brought the spoon to his mouth and opened wide to take the first bite.

When the meatball touched his mouth, the outer smooth sauce melted on his tongue first.

The flavor was just right, with a slight roasted aroma, leaving nothing to fault.

The moment his teeth bit down, rich juice burst out from inside the meatball again.

The meat chunks, fat and lean intermingled, were so tender they didn't need chewing; a light press of the tongue and they dispersed in his mouth.

Savoring carefully, every meat chunk in the meatball had absorbed the juice, and the originally rich flavor became even more rich and mellow.

The pepper powder in the filling brought a hint of just-right spiciness, elevating the texture to another level.

This slight spiciness didn't steal the show at all; instead, it set off the meat fragrance to be even more delicious.

As his teeth kept chewing, various fragrances hidden in the meatball emerged one after another.

Various flavors wrapped around the taste buds on his tongue, layer upon layer, giving his tongue no chance to breathe.

Almost every chew made the flavor a bit richer.

"So delicious! So fragrant!"

Zhu Chang involuntarily let out a praise from the depths of his soul.

Where was this a Lion's Head? It was simply an unprecedented taste feast!

He couldn't help but eat in large mouthfuls, not even letting go of the sauce in the plate.

That sauce was slippery smooth, and when swallowed wrapped around the meatballs, it was like a warm current sliding into his stomach.

His stomach instantly became extremely comfortable, without a trace of greasy feeling, only full of happiness.

At this moment, Zhu Chang's body and mind were completely immersed in the ultimate deliciousness brought by this Lion's Head.

Unknowingly, his spoon touched the bottom of the plate, emitting a light sound.

He lowered his head to look, discovering the plate was already empty.

The originally half-fist-sized Lion's Head had now disappeared without a trace, leaving only some thick sauce in the plate.

"Huh? Gone?"

Zhu Chang was stunned, the spoon in his hand still not willing to be put down, the mellow taste of the Lion's Head still lingering in his mouth.

He couldn't help but use the spoon to meticulously scrape clean the remaining sauce in the plate, putting it in his mouth to lick again and again.

Without a doubt, this Red Braised Lion's Head was still a top-level dish.

From the selection of ingredients, the cooking technique, to the final presented flavor.

Every link was flawless, the quality absolutely could be called perfect.

Zhu Chang rejoiced that in his lifetime he could discover such a treasure shop, it was truly too lucky.

"Lu Boss's culinary skill, one word, absolute!"

He lay satisfied slumped in the chair, touching his round Du Chong, once again letting out a sigh of admiration.

"That's for sure! This meatball has sufficient juice, rich and fresh texture, even more authentic than authentic Lion's Head!"

The Shui Guo Dian boss sitting next to him was chewing Lion's Head in his mouth, hearing this immediately nodded in deep agreement.

"Didn't expect meatballs this delicious, I think I can eat three portions more, no, five portions!"

Zhu Chang touched his Du Chong, saying with a face of still wanting more.