【System, Gourmet Food, Growth, Slice-of-Life, Slow-Paced, Family Drama, Healing】Since her mother's passing, Zhao Xiaojing had lived subserviently under her third aunt's shadow, forced i...
Chapter 244: The Weak Man Group
"This casserole...was it so easy for you to carry it over just now?" Da Zhuang looked at it again and again, but still couldn't help but turn his head to look at Su Yuchen on the side.
Su Yuchen nodded calmly, "Yes, it's very light, it just looks heavy. Do you want to try it?"
Da Zhuang was stunned and looked at the casserole again with doubt. The people at the table were waiting to scoop soup, but when they heard this, they immediately put down their spoons and stopped moving.
Lu Hongwen looked at Dazhuang excitedly, "Brother Dazhuang, give it a try. Your name buff is here, little casserole, take it!"
"Take it!" Wu Kaile was inexplicably excited and echoed.
Da Zhuang had a hunch that something was wrong, but everyone at the table seemed to be expecting something; even Zhao Xiaojing stopped and looked over.
With doubts about how heavy the casserole is, and a strange feeling of being forced to do something, Da Zhuang tentatively said, "Then let me try?"
Geng Mingyan and Hou Guihua turned their heads away and smiled, while the others nodded seriously.
"Use these two gauze pads." Su Yuchen actively took the anti-scalding gauze from the side and handed it over.
Ouyang Yidan secretly took out his cell phone and pointed it at Dazhuang.
Dazhuang took it, and under everyone's expectant gaze, he used gauze to pad the two pot ears, and used one end to force it -
The casserole didn't move at all.
Da Zhuang widened his eyes and exerted his strength again, this time using 100% of his strength.
The casserole moved, slightly lifted up, and left the table—
Da Zhuang's expression was about to break. He quickly pursed his lips, quickly and carefully put down the casserole, and then swung his arms wildly.
Now everyone at the table stopped pretending and burst into laughter. The laughter continued one after another until Dazhuang sat down and glared at them for a long time before the laughter gradually stopped.
Lü Hongwen and Wu Kaile were the most cocky. Lü Hongwen even cheerfully reached out, took Da Zhuang's hand, and shook it. "Brother Da Zhuang, welcome to our 'Weak Can't Hold Pot' men's group!"
The group of people burst into laughter again.
"I think there's something wrong with you two!" Da Zhuang glared at them.
"This pot is the treasure of our shop. Apart from Sister Mirror and the other three chefs, only Sister Comb can handle it!
But you are much better than the two of us. We worked hard for a long time and the casserole was just shaking without even leaving the stove!
"Why else would we two men let Sister Shuzi carry such a huge pot?" Lü Hongwen explained with a smile as he took Dazhuang's bowl and helped him fill it with soup. "Drink soup, drink soup! From today on, you're one of us! Do you want some garlic sprouts?"
"I can add more myself." Dazhuang took the bowl and glanced at the attentive Lu Hongwen speechlessly. His mood suddenly became indescribable. He never expected that he would become "one of Zhao Xiaojing's own" in this way.
"I know that the chef has strong arms and wrists, but I didn't expect that classmate Su is also so strong, otherwise I wouldn't come up and humiliate myself." Da Zhuang said to make amends.
"I couldn't comb the comb well before, but I learned it slowly with practice. You guys can do it after spending a long time in the kitchen. It's just a matter of practice." Zhao Xiaojing picked up a piece of mutton and said half-seriously.
Are you kidding? Su Yuchen was the woman she secretly fed system body enhancers and practiced Tai Chi with every morning.
Although Tai Chi is generally slow to master, and the two have not yet completed the 36-style Tai Chi, the systematic course is so powerful that their current moves and training procedures are very standard, skipping the exploration stage and making progress every day.
It’s just a casserole, of course it’s not a problem.
"Delicious!" Da Zhuang exclaimed after taking a mouthful of the mutton soup. "The mutton flavor is so well captured! Where did this mutton come from?"
"I bought the lamb at the market this morning." The others were too busy drinking their soup to talk. Only Zhao Xiaojing savored the flavor slowly, wondering in her mind the difference caused by missing a fingernail of angelica.
When Dazhuang heard this, he looked at the mutton in the pot in surprise, and then drank a few mouthfuls of the soup to savor it carefully.
It’s not that he hasn’t tasted delicious mutton soup, nor has he never tasted Jiangcheng’s mutton soup. It’s just that the former can basically only be tasted when traveling in the north, while the latter is either a thick white soup base with some kind of technology added, which smells like mutton and you don’t know what you are drinking, or it is stewed in a mess and has no other taste except the smell of mutton.
There are some ethnic minority stores in Jiangcheng that have decent mutton soup, but the mutton is also shipped from their hometown, so it doesn’t taste that strong, but after two or three days of refrigerated transportation, the taste is no longer fresh.
Zhao Xiaojing's bowl of soup is a balance of the two. It has the umami flavor, and most of the mutton smell is removed while retaining just enough, allowing you to taste the mutton, but the mutton smell is not so strong that you can't drink it.
The soup is a clear soup with a light yellow oil. It is not as visually impactful as the rich milky white soup in some mutton restaurants. Instead, it makes people feel refreshed, just like its taste, refreshing and comfortable.
If you taste it carefully, you will find a light sweetness under the fresh aroma of mutton. This sweetness is not the simple and direct sweetness of white sugar, but a slightly sweet taste that comes from the fusion of ingredients and seasonings.
Da Zhuang pondered this, took another bite of the radish, and immediately understood. Frosted radishes were indeed at their sweet and mellow best now, not to mention the goji berries and angelica in the pot, both of which were inherently sweet.
Da Zhuang drank the whole bowl of soup without realizing it, and his body immediately felt warm. He was about to get a second bowl, but he found that although there was still a lot of meat and radish in the pot, there was only the bottom of the soup left. Everyone around him had already started eating white rice.
Da Zhuang was stunned. Even if there were ten of them, with such a huge pot of soup, after each person scooped a bowl, there would still be two-thirds left, right? How much could these people drink?
No, at this rate, we won’t be able to eat mutton and radishes soon.
Dazhuang immediately increased his speed and began to blend into the fierce wind and clouds...
After dinner, several shop assistants cleaned the shop. Dazhuang brought a computer and showed Zhao Xiaojing and Su Yuchen the newly made video.
"I think this version is better. It shows less of my idol's face, and it doesn't feel like a photoshoot with my crush. What do you think?" Su Yuchen nodded appreciatively after quickly scrolling through the video at 2x speed and asked Zhao Xiaojing. The blunt adjective left Dazhuang speechless with a deafening silence. He kept touching his nose, not daring to look Zhao Xiaojing in the face.
Zhao Xiaojing, standing nearby, was completely oblivious, smiling with a look of relief at having accomplished her mission. "I think this version is pretty good too!"
Da Zhuang nodded, "Then I'll send it out tonight? It just so happens that there's no update this week, and Lao Guo is still waiting to send it out."
"Post it. How's the response to your three-part joint video?" Zhao Xiaojing asked.
Guo Gaoang stayed in Jiangcheng for three days, and after visiting a few more stores with the two of them, he returned to Yangcheng, saying that he would first send a few videos to see the effect, and then the three of them would decide whether to cooperate.