Chapter 7 Conscience, you are our role model and the benchmark in the industry!

After the cyclist's brain received a strong signal.

Quickly direct the salivary glands to secrete saliva crazily.

Then, it was as if a mysterious valve had opened.

His saliva surged in his mouth without any reason.

"Gudong!"

The man's Adam's apple rolled up and down violently.

Then, his gaze shifted.

His eyes fell on the words "Pig's trotter 68/jin" written on the small board.

I was suddenly shocked.

Oh shit!

So expensive!

Is it a bit too exaggerated?

They say curiosity kills the cat, but the same is true for people.

The man's unwillingness to accept the outcome suddenly surged up.

Then I really want to try it. Why do you sell it so expensive?

"Boss, give me one to try!"

"Okay, wait a moment."

Su Chen looked at the man in front of him, quickly stood up, and skillfully selected the pig's trotters.

The man took the pig's trotter and quickly walked to a small stool nearby and sat down.

He put on his gloves and eagerly took a big bite.

There was only a "click" sound.

The chewy outer shell instantly broke, making a slight explosion.

With a strong pull, the soft and sticky tendons are stretched.

It is full of collagen and vibrates slightly in the mouth.

Then, the rich aroma of meat spread wildly.

For a moment, he was completely frozen.

Oh my god!

Does something this delicious really exist?

The man's eyes widened suddenly.

When he smelled the fragrance, he knew it must taste good.

But when I actually put it in my mouth, I was inevitably shocked.

For cycling enthusiasts like them.

Not to mention crossing mountains and rivers and rushing thousands of miles away.

But as long as you get on a bicycle, it will be at least several dozen kilometers.

Of course, we also tasted a lot of delicious food along the way.

It’s more than just a private collection of authentic home-cooked dishes.

An inconspicuous but delicious restaurant.

There are even treasure shops that cannot be found on the map.

What haven't they eaten?!

However, at this moment.

The pig's trotter in his hand made all the delicacies he had tasted before pale in comparison.

It's as if he thinks he has seen countless beauties and his heart has become numb.

However, when he turned around inadvertently, he met a girl who made his heart beat fast and he could hardly control himself.

Stunning, so stunning!

This is such a delicious thing, I have to recommend it to my brothers.

Think of this.

The man quickly took off one of his gloves, opened his phone, clicked on the cycling group and started speaking.

"Guess what I found in Star Dream Park today?"

His fingers flew across the screen, typing away.

Soon, a fellow rider jumped out.

"Hey, that's a little far away, what can you expect to see? Could it be a fallen woman? Haha."

"You look quite serious, but you're just shy of being coquettish, right? You're quite extravagant!"

"Ahem...our circle can't tolerate someone as chaotic as you. Group leader, please kick this guy out immediately. Don't let him lead us innocent little ones astray."

…

The man is popular.

As soon as he showed up, many of his fellow riders started teasing him.

But the topic became increasingly off-topic, with all sorts of nonsensical yet somewhat colourful speculations emerging.

The man frowned and quickly typed an explanation.

“??? It’s not what you think!

I found a super delicious pig's trotter stall at the entrance of this park!

The taste is absolutely amazing!

It would be a shame not to try it.”

After typing, he did not forget to suck on the bone in his hand again.

Not long after the message was sent, the news in the group exploded again.

"Hey, man, is that it?"

"It's just a pig's trotter, why are you so upset? Wasn't the spicy bullfrog we had at our last dinner party good enough?"

"Let's go, let's go home and find our mothers. It's a waste of time getting excited here."

"We were busy riding our bikes, but we still took the time to reply to your message. You should be more careful. Next time, don't make a fuss in the group unless there's something exciting going on."

Seeing that everyone disagreed with what he said.

The man was so angry.

He put down the pig's trotter bone that had been sucked almost polished with a "pa".

He shouted at Su Chen at the top of his voice.

"Boss, give me two more takeaways!"

After shouting, he lowered his head again and continued typing with his fingers flying.

"After riding for another hour or two, I will reunite with the main group.

I'll pack two now, and you guys can enjoy it to death later, and then apologize to me, your dad!"

at the same time.

Two more servings?

In a short while, hundreds of dollars arrived!

This made the stall owners at nearby stalls very jealous.

Not only my eyes are greedy, my mouth is greedy too.

The summer breeze brought with it heat waves and the aroma of stew, hitting them head-on.

The middle-aged man selling grilled sausages nearby was swallowing his saliva.

It felt like countless claws were constantly scratching my heart.

The more I smell it, the less pleasant it becomes; the more I look at it, the more greedy I become.

The smell of braised food had been tormenting him for several hours, and his patience had almost reached its limit.

finally.

He gritted his teeth, put down the sausage stall in his hand, and walked towards Su Chen's stall with pain.

As soon as you take a sip, the rich and refreshing taste spreads in your mouth instantly.

"It smells so good!"

His eyes sparkled as he ate, and his tongue trembled with pleasure.

God knows how tormented he felt when he saw the young man eating just now.

Finally got to eat.

In his ecstasy, he didn't even notice that his nose was touching the marinade.

It turns out that this is the feeling of ultimate pleasure!

He deserves it!

If this could be paired with a little wine, it would be heavenly.

The sausage stall owner held the pig's trotter and gnawed on it madly.

After taking a few bites, I finally realized the essence of the meal.

Speaking of which, he has been setting up a stall for quite some years.

I have sold grilled sausages and also made fried skewers and oden.

In their line of work, the materials they use are of very low quality.

But it definitely has nothing to do with the word "good".

Things like aged zombie meat, gutter oil, and synthetic meat have almost become tacitly accepted combinations among people in the industry.

Their purpose is to make money.

Save costs, as long as customers don’t die from the food.

At first, he scoffed at this behavior.

But as time went by, I became numb inside and didn't feel the heat when I received the money.

Anyway, he is not the only one who does this.

And these things are even in proper packaging, so what? He didn't break any laws.

But after eating these few bites of pig's trotters, he couldn't help but sigh.

Su Chen is definitely a conscientious businessman.

The ingredients used are definitely high-end.

After all, with decades of professional experience, he can tell whether it is zombie meat with just one bite.

The ingredients are top-notch, the taste is amazing, and the worktop is bright and clean. There is absolutely nothing wrong with it.

What a conscience! Such a conscience!

It turns out that this young man who just started working in the catering industry is different!

In a burst of excitement.

There were only lonely bones left in the sausage vendor's box.

After finishing the meal, I just wanted to buy another one.

But he hesitated.

(End of this chapter)