Chapter 447: Let You Open a Food Shop, You Open for Business at Three in the Morning

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

Pang Lingling rotated the Dongpo Pork Knuckle in front of the lens, poked the skin with her chopsticks, and said to the camera with a smile: "Everyone watching through the lens might think this pork knuckle isn't much different from what's sold elsewhere, but seeing it in person, it really is quite extraordinary. As for where it's extraordinary, I'll explain in detail to everyone after I eat it."

She deliberately kept them in suspense without explaining directly, put the plate back on the table, picked up her chopsticks, and prepared to start eating.

Pang Lingling's mobile phone lens was high-definition; every detail of the Dongpo Pork Knuckle in the lens was clear to the audience.

As a Big Stomach King food anchor, she naturally wouldn't chew slowly and carefully like those food anchors, introducing the taste and feeling of every bite while eating.

She always let herself enjoy eating first, then symbolically summarized briefly, and then continued to wolf down food.

Pang Lingling picked up her chopsticks, exerted a little force with her wrist, and picked up a large piece of Dongpo Pork Knuckle with skin and meat together.

The piece of meat had distinct layers of fat and lean, trembling slightly on the chopsticks, as if the pork knuckle would be pinched into two pieces if the chopsticks used a bit more force.

Big Stomach King: "Tsk tsk tsk, Anchor, this chopstickful is really substantial. When this piece of meat was picked up, that layer of fat on top was wobbling, looking very soft. I'm really worried Anchor will pinch the meat into mush with one squeeze!"

Purple Lavender: "Exactly! Looking at this pork knuckle in the lens, it really looks soft and glutinous, shiny and oily, looking delicious. But I still can't quite accept it; this thing is too greasy to eat, I really can't accept it."

Warm Smile: "I think this Dongpo Pork Knuckle looks quite authentic. I ordered this dish at a Five-Star Hotel before, so I can still tell good from bad for this dish. Look at the whole piece of meat Pang Lingling is holding now; although the fat and lean look very soft, the shape is especially complete, and it hasn't fallen apart into a clump. This shows the Boss's control of the heat for stewing meat is quite appropriate. Being able to make Dongpo Pork Knuckle like this, this Boss has skill!"

Pang Lingling on this side of the lens didn't care at all about watching the Live Stream Room fans' discussion; impatiently, she directly stuffed that piece of Dongpo Pork Knuckle into her mouth.

As soon as this Dongpo Pork Knuckle entered her mouth, Pang Lingling was conquered by this unparalleled taste.

The fatty part on the table, just as it entered her mouth, before she had time to chew, was directly melted by the temperature in her mouth, turning into a warm oiliness spreading in her mouth.

However, there was not a bit of greasiness in her mouth; instead, it was filled with a rich meat fragrance, stimulating every taste bud on her tongue.

Since the fat melted in the mouth, Pang Lingling almost didn't have time to chew before it turned into a warm current in her mouth, leaving only meat fragrance filling her mouth.

Even the lean meat that usually tastes a bit dry and gets stuck in the teeth was stewed until soft and flavorful; a light bite with the teeth made it scatter along the grain, and the fibrous feeling of the lean meat was stewed into nothingness.

The only thing retaining some chewiness was the layer of skin on the outside of the pork knuckle; eating it was soft but not mushy, glutinous but not sticky, chewing brought a faint gelatinous feeling, and the texture was wonderfully strange.

Pang Lingling ate with her head down very quickly, her mouth stuffed full, sauce smeared all around her mouth that she didn't bother to wipe.

In a short while, the Dongpo Pork Knuckle in the plate didn't have a single bit of meat left; only a bone made of Deer Horn Vegetable remained at the bottom of the plate.

Pang Lingling finished the fat and large pork knuckle in one breath, sighed long and hard, and said to the camera with a wry smile: "No, no, Lu Boss is too criminal, simply too criminal!"

The audience in the Live Stream Room watched her finish it like a storm sweeping away remnants of clouds, and had long been itching with impatience.

Seeing her finally speak, the bullet screen instantly exploded.

They were all a bit confused; just now watching Pang Lingling eat with an intoxicated look, why did she start complaining as soon as she opened her mouth?

Can't Beat So Play Dead: "This Dongpo Pork Knuckle clearly looks delicious, Pang Lingling, look, you've eaten it down to just the bone, how are you still complaining? Where is Lu Boss criminal? Quickly say what's going on?"

Autumn Pants Male God: "Exactly! Just now watching you eat, the saliva in my mouth was almost flowing to my chin, what's this?"

Warm Smile: "Pang Lingling, stop keeping us in suspense; how does this Dongpo Pork Knuckle taste exactly?"

Purple Lavender: "Yes yes, Pang Lingling, quickly say, what exactly does it mean?"

Pang Lingling looked at the constantly scrolling bullet screen messages, sighed, and said: "Sigh, this Dongpo Pork Knuckle is super! super delicious! The reason I say Lu Boss is criminal is because anyone who wants to keep their figure, as long as they eat this Dongpo Pork Knuckle, will definitely be able to throw their weight loss plan into the garbage bin!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the bullet screen in the Live Stream Room was directly swiped with messages like "hahaha" "I understand I understand."

Purple Lavender: "So that's how it is, but hearing you say this, I'm even more curious about the taste of this pork knuckle, but I still want to lose weight, what should I do? So torn!"

Big Stomach King: "What's there to be torn about? Just close your eyes and eat! Is losing weight more fragrant than pork knuckle? Upstairs, don't hold back, following your feelings is right!"

Warm Smile: "What exactly is the taste of this pork knuckle? Pang Lingling, explain in detail."

"Since everyone wants to know so much, then I'll explain in detail."

Pang Lingling pushed the plate she had just finished eating to the side, picked up another portion of Dongpo Pork Knuckle on the table, slowly rotated it toward the lens, letting the audience see every detail of the pork knuckle clearly, then slowly opened her mouth to speak.

"Family, those of you who haven't eaten this pork knuckle, let me describe this taste to you like this."

Pang Lingling's voice carried deep satisfaction, the expression on her face was very enjoyable: "This Dongpo Pork Knuckle let me truly see what 'melts in the mouth' means! Just now that portion of pork knuckle, as soon as it entered the mouth, the fat inside didn't need chewing at all, it melted directly; the texture of the lean meat was also amazing! A light bite and it scatters, eating it bursts with juice! I've lived this long and have never eaten meat this tender, really not an exaggeration at all!"

When she said this, the sauce around her mouth hadn't been wiped clean, yet she seemed completely unaware; the expression on her face was as real as it could be.

This look of being conquered by deliciousness was more real than any actor in any food advertisement on TV; even the most professional actor couldn't act out her look.

Because this look of hers wasn't faked at all; the fragrance of the pork knuckle still lingered in her mouth, every micro-expression on her face was an instinctive reaction after the taste buds were conquered, as natural as it could be.