Chapter 905 It’s you, President Jing!
"Ahem, okay, see you then." Jingshu yawned and waved her hand. Through this incident, Jingshu reflected deeply on herself and decided that when she went to the Middle East to purchase goods, she must bring enough sacks and bodyguards. She couldn't let it be like this time, when she went to purchase goods but didn't bring enough sacks. Isn't it a loss if she can't take away the extra ones?
Ah, it's so heartbreaking that it makes it hard to breathe.
"Well, if you're hungry, just eat some naan and beef jerky to fill your stomach." Jingshu yawned and returned to the Hulk's body. After setting the end point for Little Green, she fell asleep again.
So, when Jingshu woke up, she found that, wow, she had arrived in Chaoshan!
Wu Jiang's friends were waiting early. When Baldy saw Wu Jiang, he ran towards him and almost wiped away tears.
"Oh, I was so worried. I saw on the news that the train you were on had an accident. I immediately burned incense and prayed to the 360 gods in heaven to bless you and pray that nothing would happen to you. Fortunately, they heard my sincere wishes and let you be safe!
It would be really unfair if someone like you, who has a conscience even more than Brother Conscience, were to get into trouble again."
"I also thought I was going to fail this time, it's so scary..."
Wu Jiang, who had escaped death, and his friend, Bald Huizi, hugged each other excitedly, tearfully recounting what had happened the previous day. The sight of two grown men hugging each other was simply unbearable.
Zhang Yicheng whispered to Jingshu, "The relationship between Boss Hui and Mr. Wu is more real than gold and silver. If there's anyone in the world who least wants Mr. Wu to get into trouble, it's Boss Hui. Mr. Wu has held Boss Hui's goods worth 30 million virtual coins, and he hasn't paid yet."
Jingshu nodded in understanding. Then this feeling was real, without any falsehood.
"Come on, come on, you must be hungry! I've already prepared a welcoming banquet for you. Go get rid of the bad luck!"
"Burp~" Wu Jiang, who had eaten too much meat early in the morning, chuckled and said, "No hurry, I'll take Jing Zong for a walk and have some snacks here."
Chaoshan is a city that looks ordinary, but in fact, there are delicious foods hidden in every corner.
When Wu Jiang arrived in Chaoshan, he felt like he was entering his home turf. He took Jingshu and the others to stroll along the Chaoshan Arts and Talents Street with ease, and felt the sense of the times brought by the architectural style of the Republic of China. However, because it was the end of the world, the place looked more vicissitudes of life.
The former food stalls for the common people have now become high-end food streets. Those who don’t have the confidence would not dare to come here.
Wu Jiang took Jingshu to eat street food such as water cakes, cakes, white-cut goose cake noodle soup, pancakes filled with oysters, authentic steamed fish rice without removing the internal organs, etc. He tried every kind of food on the entire street.
When Jingshu comes across something delicious, she will generously order eight or ten servings. For example, for the oyster pancakes, Jingshu bought up today's portion and ordered five big pots. Jingshu has never eaten such delicious food!
Jingshu started buying a lot of food because she couldn't eat delicious food if she left here. She stored the food in the Hulk's body and then put it in the space to eat it slowly. The feeling was so happy.
Who can understand the joy of a hamster hoarding goods?
Huizai really wanted to leave some room for a big meal.
Wu Jiang smiled and thought, good brother, this is all I can do for you. I don’t know if Mr. Jing is half full, but I have almost digested it, so we can start eating.
After filling our stomachs with these snacks, we came to a Chaoshan beef hotpot restaurant opened by Huizai.
The store was already crowded with people, and Huizi led people into a private room.
Beef hotpot is all about being extremely fresh, which is probably only slightly less delicious than chasing a cow and gnawing on it. A large hotpot is placed on the table, with secret beef broth and some radishes in the pot, and special shacha sauce and various hotpot ingredients placed next to it.
The master chef slices the meat on the spot, his movements steady and precise, achieving evenly sliced pieces. The sliced beef is then placed on a plate at a 90-degree angle to the ground, ensuring it adheres firmly to the plate and retains moisture.
In a moment
The place was filled with plates of various parts of fresh beef: neck fillet, hanging dragon, spoon fillet, spoon handle, three-flowered tendon, five-flowered tendon, and fat callus.
"You are in for a treat. Huizai only slaughters one cow a week, and this store is only open one day a week. They postponed the opening for one day just to wait for us to come. The reservations for this delicacy have already been booked until next year." Wu Jiang rubbed his hands, his mouth starting to water at the thought of the sweet and chewy dragonfish.
Huizi touched his hair, which was not there, and said with a smile, "It's only right to leave it for Mr. Wu. Besides, Mr. Wu's friends are my friends. You guys eat first, I'll make you some beef meatballs."
As half the host, Wu Jiang naturally introduced the food: "Mr. Jing, Chaoshan food emphasizes the ultimate original flavor, and this extreme is also reflected in the way it is eaten. Take a look."
He demonstrated it himself, placing a plate of meat on a colander filled with boiling hot pot soup, shaking it evenly, and then scooping it out: "First, remove impurities; second, remove blood; third, soak and third, let it dry; after a few seconds, remove it."
This is it.
Jingshu picked up a piece of meat, and the rapidly contracting meat texture locked in the meat juice, revealing the beautiful snowflake pattern of fat and meat. Then she rolled it in the satay sauce and put it in her mouth. She chewed it gently, and the salty fragrance with a hint of spiciness instantly catalyzed the deliciousness of the beef.
The spoon handle is crispy, smooth and sweet when you put it in your mouth; the neck is fat and lean, tender and fatty; the meat of the dragon head is thick, elastic, fresh and chewy; the chest is chewy and has a silky texture.
Each part has a different taste, but they all have one thing in common: they are delicious, absolutely delicious!!
Afterwards, Huizi came in with fresh beef balls and introduced them to everyone, "Our beef balls are made from carefully selected beef hind legs. Each piece of beef is pounded 888 times to form a fine, delicate paddle, not even a single stroke less. Then, we scoop it up with an heirloom spoon, shaping it, and cooking it at high temperature. These beef balls are springy and juicy, leaving a lingering flavor."
Jingshu could tell at once that these fresh hand-made beef meatballs were delicious, much better than the beef meatballs bought from the supermarket. The firm meaty texture was simply unbeatable.
"Ahem, Mr. Wu, could you ask your friend to teach my Hulk how to make authentic hand-beaten beef meatballs? I would be very sorry if I could never eat such delicious meatballs again."
Look, is that what a human would say? You're craving beef meatballs, and you're thinking of asking your pet to make them for you. You're truly amazing, Jing!
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