Chapter 373

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

The fat beneath the duck skin, like melted butter, slipped straight into the mouth with a gentle suck.

The lean meat inside the duck leg was soft and tender, with just the right amount of chew.

As the teeth chewed, the rich meat juices wrapped in the duck meat burst in the mouth, the juices flowing straight down the corners of the mouth.

The duck meat carried a faint green plum fragrance, and the taste also held a sour-sweet flavor.

This unique flavor was something never tasted anywhere else.

It was precisely this flavor that made the roast duck leave not a trace of greasiness when eaten.

This roast duck not only avoided making one feel greasy while eating.

Even the duck meat's own distinctive gamey smell could not be detected at all.

"Oh my oh my! This flavor is simply too delicious! This is the most delicious roast duck I've eaten in my life!"

Zhu Chang chewed duck meat in his mouth, speech a bit muffled, eyes narrowed in delight.

The duck meat in his mouth not yet swallowed, he casually wiped the meat juice sliding from the corner of his mouth, then took another huge bite of the duck leg in his hand, eating with an expression of pure enjoyment.

Seeing him eat with such wolfish gusto, the other three people at the table couldn't help but start drooling as they watched.

Watching someone else eat so fragrantly really can stimulate one's own desire to eat.

No wonder some people with no appetite go online to find those food bloggers' eating videos.

Ma Wenliang secretly swallowed his saliva, looking at the roast duck leg in Zhu Chang's hand, his face full of envy at this moment.

He actually also really wanted to taste the flavor of this newly launched roast duck today.

But he was different from Zhu Chang; for a bite of food, Zhu Chang's face was thick enough to stop bullets.

This kind of shamelessly demanding food from others, Ma Wenliang simply could not bring himself to do no matter what.

Colleagues from their company still sat at a few nearby tables; if they saw this, they'd definitely laugh their teeth off back at the office.

Ma Wenliang sighed, silently comforting himself inside.

Better to come early tomorrow for the lucky draw, hope his luck explodes once tomorrow, letting him draw the red ball.

"Dad, you should also taste this roast duck's flavor."

Fang Yuan placed the other roast duck leg into the bowl before Fang Shiming, smiling as she spoke to her father.

"Good, seeing this young man eat so fragrantly, I'm feeling a bit greedy too."

Fang Shiming smiled and nodded, picked up the duck leg with chopsticks, brought it to his mouth and took a bite.

The crisp duck skin was like a thin brittle shell, a crisp sound ringing out the moment he bit down.

"Hm?"

Fang Shiming had only chewed twice when his eyes suddenly brightened, a surprised expression appearing on his face.

The duck skin had been roasted until many tiny bubbles rose slightly.

Those little bubbles wrapped not melted duck fat, but a refreshing green plum sour-sweet sensation when eaten.

As the teeth chewed, this almost minuscule sourness mixed with the duck meat's fragrance, just right to suppress the duck meat's own greasiness, and enriched the texture.

That layer of fat beneath the duck skin didn't need biting at all, simply melting and permeating the oral cavity.

It felt just like some kind of melt-in-the-mouth, meat-fragrant fruit pulp.

The lean meat beneath the fat was even more stunning; the duck meat fibers were infused with green plum fragrance and the mellow aroma of fat, eating soft and tender with a hint of chew, not dry in the slightest.

This roast duck's flavor could only be evaluated with two words.

Perfect!

Fang Shiming had traveled north and south these years, endless social engagements.

He'd been to quite a few cities, eaten his fill of delicacies from nationwide.

He'd also been to the capital quite a few times, eaten the most authentic capital roast duck there several times.

Jiangcheng locally also had a capital-style roast duck shop open for over a decade, he'd gone a few times.

Heard that shop's roast duck master's culinary skill had been passed down several generations, quite famous in Jiangcheng too.

But those places' roast ducks, even if the flavor wasn't bad at first bite.

After a few bites, one would feel a bit cloyed.

Yet this roast duck before him, Fang Shiming had already eaten a whole duck leg clean, without a shred of cloying feeling.

On the contrary, he still felt one duck leg wasn't enough, a feeling of getting more addicted the more he ate.

If not for seeing his daughter beside him also eating with relish, unable to stop.

Fang Shiming would really want to shamelessly claim her portion of roast duck for himself, eat it all alone.

This roast duck's flavor conquered him in one go.

Even Fang Shiming, who had seen all manner of delicacies, now felt a sense of eye-opening wonder.

So this is the true unforgettable delicacy that haunts you after one taste.

After finishing a whole duck leg, Fang Shiming smacked his lips, a face of unsatisfied longing.

Then he didn't even wait for Fang Yuan to serve, directly picked up another piece from the plate before Fang Yuan and ate it.

Fang Yuan beside Fang Shiming was also eating in a state of blissful abandon at this moment.

She usually paid great attention to image when eating, no matter what she ate it was small bites, slow chewing.

But today this roast duck's flavor was truly too delicious.

Those so-called table manners had long since been thrown to the nine heavens by her.

Father and daughter, you one chopstick, me one chopstick, ate with a tacit understanding that was simply remarkable.

Under their combined efforts, before long, a whole roast duck was reduced to a pile of bones gnawed clean.

Zhu Chang, sitting opposite, had long since eaten his roast duck leg clean.

His kind of clean was still somewhat different from Fang Shiming and his daughter.

Zhu Chang truly ate it completely clean; even the duck leg bones were chewed to bits and swallowed down by him.

After finishing the duck leg, Zhu Chang wiped his mouth in satisfaction and began eating his own portion of Dongpo Pork Knuckle.

He ate while looking at the father and daughter opposite, and a thought suddenly popped into his mind.

This roast duck tastes so fragrant that even rich people like Fang Yuan and them can't resist it, let alone other diners.

However, this roast duck only sells two ducks every day.

He knew very well in his heart that after today, every day there would definitely be even more people fighting for these two roast ducks until heads were broken and blood flowed, a scene of carnage.

He hadn't forgotten that a while ago, several crazy auctions had taken place in Lu Boss's shop.

A plate of Red Braised Pork for over a hundred yuan, after a few rounds of bidding, the price directly reached over a thousand yuan.

In the future, who knows what exaggerated figure the price of this roast duck might be hyped up to by those few rich guys.

Those who ultimately snatch the roast duck might be able to finish a whole roast duck, but they definitely won't eat it very clean.

What Zhu Chang considers very clean actually refers to like he did just now.

Eating until every single bone of the roast duck is chewed to bits and eaten up.

Normal people definitely wouldn't eat like him; bones are definitely meant to be left and thrown away.

However, after eating just now, Zhu Chang understood that Lu Boss's roast duck has incomparably delicious flavor infused even inside the bones.

Therefore, in his view, even if one eats all the meat on the roast duck, throwing away the remaining bones is also a kind of waste.