Chapter 292: Let You Open a Food Shop, You Operate at 3 AM

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

The Dongpo Pork Knuckle on the table had indeed gone completely cold; its skin no longer trembled quiveringly as it had just out of the wok, but had tightened up slightly instead.

That layer of sauce on the knuckle had also congealed into a layer of meat aspic by now.

"General Manager Qian, hurry up and taste it, see if this cold knuckle tastes different?"

Seeing Boss Qian hesitate without moving his chopsticks, Zhao Zhenhui wished he could be the first to dig in.

But since he had already spoken the words letting Boss Qian eat first, he could only open his mouth to urge him.

"General Manager Zhao, I see this knuckle has already gone completely cold, eating it like this won't cause diarrhea, will it?"

Boss Qian frowned, asking with some hesitation.

As an authentic Yangcheng native, he didn't really eat cold dishes normally to begin with.

Over these years, because he frequently ate indiscriminately outside, his stomach and intestines were also somewhat overwhelmed.

Usually those cold or spicy things, he wouldn't touch them at all.

"General Manager Qian, this way of eating was said by Boss Lu himself, his culinary skill has never disappointed anyone, it definitely won't be wrong; as for diarrhea, I dare guarantee, absolutely no such thing will happen."

Zhao Zhenhui said with a smile, his tone full of trust in Lu Feng.

Hearing him put it that way, Boss Qian also felt it made sense, and the concerns in his heart were gone.

The technical content of this Dongpo Pork Knuckle is as high as three or four stories.

It definitely won't flip just because it cooled down.

Boss Qian picked up his chopsticks, his gaze landing on the Xianglu Rice beside it.

Only seeing it now did he remember that he hadn't eaten a single mouthful of the rice he ordered.

Better to eat two mouthfuls of rice to pad the stomach first; if the cold knuckle irritates the stomach, having rice pressing against it would also be more comfortable.

The Xianglu Rice was served together with the Dongpo Pork Knuckle, so by now it should probably be completely cold too.

Boss Qian didn't mind this, lifted the bowl and shoveled two mouthfuls into his mouth.

The Xianglu Rice still carried a rich chive fragrance, but the moment it entered his mouth, Boss Qian froze.

This rice had been sitting for so long, yet it was actually still warm.

The rice grains were distinct, the temperature right now was just right, eating it into the mouth the fragrance overflowed.

Don't know if the bowl holding the rice has some special heat-preservation function.

The rice had been placed for so long, yet it actually hadn't gone completely cold.

Two mouthfuls of rice down the hatch, Boss Qian only then began preparing to eat the knuckle.

The knuckle in the plate gleamed with an amber luster; on the oily bright skin, a layer of semi-transparent aspic was wrapped.

That was the appearance of the soup/juice congealing after cooling, as if giving the knuckle a wrapping of meat aspic.

According to Boss Qian's thinking, this knuckle had already cooled to this state, eating it would definitely be somewhat greasy.

The Dongpo Pork Knuckle he ate before were all eaten while hot, just like the portion they ate just now.

Fresh out of the wok, the hot knuckle meat was soft and rotten, eaten together with rice.

He felt this was the way this dish should be eaten.

This cold knuckle right now, it was still his first time eating it.

Boss Qian used chopsticks to pick at it; the chopsticks had just touched the meat skin on the knuckle when he felt it was quite a bit more difficult than picking just now.

"General Manager Qian, there's a spoon."

Zhao Zhenhui beside him noticed his predicament, reached out and handed over a spoon.

"Okay, thanks."

General Manager Qian really didn't know how to start eating; this spoon came at just the right time, he subconsciously took it.

But he immediately realized, eating Dongpo Pork Knuckle with a spoon, this was also something he had never tried before.

The hot knuckle eaten before were all picked up with chopsticks in one clamp, skin and meat together wrapped in sauce.

But this cold knuckle right now was congealed so tightly, without a spoon it really couldn't be eaten.

Boss Qian also couldn't bother with these formalities, holding the spoon with a slight exertion of the wrist.

One spoonful down, just right scooped up a piece of meat with alternating fat and lean, with a few pieces of congealed soup/juice stuck on top.

"Looks pretty good."

Zhao Zhenhui leaned over to take a glance, saying with a very affirmative tone.

Although he also hadn't eaten cold knuckle before, just looking at the piece of meat in this spoon, intuition told him the taste definitely wouldn't be bad.

This intuition naturally came from Lu Feng's astonishing culinary skill.

Boss Qian nodded, put the spoon into his mouth.

The knuckle entered the mouth, the icy meat and warm oral cavity made contact, and began to slowly melt.

Boss Qian chewed twice, the meat on the knuckle quickly scattered into crumbs in his mouth.

The fragrance of oil wrapped the salty freshness of the sauce, the taste actually couldn't detect a trace of greasiness.

Most wonderful was that layer of skin; after cooling, eating it the toughness was even more sufficient, chewing it carried a Q-bouncy texture.

The congealed soup/juice wrapped on the knuckle, at the moment of entering the mouth carried a bit of coolness.

After melting in the oral cavity, it carried a wisp of fragrance, and could also taste a trace of faintly discernible sourness.

This sourness was like the slight sourness after plum fermentation, at once letting the knuckle's taste gain another layer of new texture.

Qian Laoban's eyes suddenly brightened, the bit of doubt in his heart just now vanishing without a trace.

He couldn't help but dig another spoonful of meat chunks, stuffing both meat and aspic into his mouth, praising indistinctly one after another: "Too delicious! This pork knuckle cooled down actually turns out to be this flavor!"

Seeing him eat with a face full of pleasant surprise, the appearance of not even noticing the sauce smeared on his mouth, Zhao Zhenhui also couldn't hold back.

He picked up his spoon and also leaned over, dug a piece and sent it into his mouth.

Only then did he discover, this Dongpo Pork Knuckle after a long period of stewing, had already been stewed thoroughly through,

Right now even though it was cooled, the meat could still easily melt open in the mouth.

Lean meat not tough, fat meat not greasy, the meat skin still carrying chewiness.

Even more exquisite is the layer of Soup/Juice condensed on the pork knuckle after the pork knuckle cooled down.

Eating it actually carried a refreshing Texture, that faint trace of Sour flavor, completely stimulated his appetite.

This Taste/Flavor simply compared to just-out-of-the-pot hot pork knuckle even more makes one marvel.

The Two People no longer cared to speak, you one spoon me one spoon digging into the thoroughly cooled pork knuckle.

This time they one mouthful pork knuckle one mouthful rice, eating even more devotedly than just now.

Before long, the pork knuckle in the Plate went down more than half.

The pork knuckle Zai Yi Ci ate to the middle part, revealing the originally smooth soft Deer Horn Vegetable made bones inside.

Zhao Zhenhui used his spoon to touch it once, discovering this Deer Horn Vegetable made bones, at this time were no longer the smooth soft feeling.

The touch on the spoon was somewhat firm, seemingly like condensed fruit jelly.

"Interesting, this Deer Horn Vegetable solidified, right?"

He instantly became interested, used his spoon to poke a few times, then cut a piece and Placed Into his mouth.

Teeth just touched it, and in his mouth came a "Crack!" crisp sound.

Just chewed two bites, then felt the Deer Horn Vegetable's crisp refreshingness, mixed with the mouth's braised Meat Fragrance, unique flavor instantly scattered open in his mouth.

The Deer Horn Vegetable's crispness also carried just-right Q-bounce springiness, completely two kinds of experience from hot eating's soft smoothness.

"This Texture really amazing!"

Zhao Zhenhui kacha-kacha chewed the Deer Horn Vegetable bones in his mouth, his Tone full of praise: "I understand, Lu Boss is because of the Deer Horn Vegetable inside here, that he had hot eating and cold eating these two different eating methods."