"It's so simple. If it tastes good, I'll try it myself later."
My brother makes it sound so easy.
Lin Zhou remained silent.
Silently flipping the mud ball over, I put the lid on.
The older brother also reluctantly withdrew his gaze.
Then it dawned on me that this stove was meant for him to serve beggar's chicken.
Why is it covered again?
"Aren't you going to get beggar's chicken?"
"It's not fully cooked yet." Lin Zhou didn't say much.
But this did not diminish the older brother's enthusiasm for striking up a conversation.
"It must be hard for you to run a stall, brother. You look a lot older now."
Lin Zhou: ...
"good."
When he returned to Bailongjiang, he found that the people there were still just as warm and welcoming.
If it were just a casual chat, we would have talked about it.
But today, he really didn't want to speak, afraid that if he said too much, he would be recognized and he would be embarrassed.
The older brother thought Lin Zhou's voice was pleasant to listen to, a stark contrast to his appearance, making him want to chat with him more.
Judging from his voice, he sounds like a young man in his early twenties.
Judging from the way the deliveryman was doing business, he was probably older, conservatively over 40, otherwise he wouldn't be so indifferent to his image.
“It’s the dead of winter, and it’s not easy for my brother either. He’s just trying to make a living.”
The passerby patted Lin Zhou on the shoulder, looking like he understood what was going on.
Lin Zhou: ...
Seeing that this diner was clearly older than him and was calling him "big brother," Lin Zhou's feelings were hard to describe.
Then, not long after, Lin Zhou discovered that despite his appearance, his business was actually quite good.
There are quite a few people coming to buy beggar's chicken, and the price of 198 yuan is not at all daunting.
Instead, they placed the order without asking a single question.
It would be even better if you didn't look at him with that pitying and compassionate gaze.
Lin Zhou guessed that these people probably had some kind of plot twists in their minds.
You probably bought it because you felt sorry for him.
Unexpectedly, his disheveled appearance evoked sympathy from passersby, thus boosting consumer spending.
What an unexpected surprise!
Even if it takes an hour or two, these people waited out of consideration for Lin Zhou's hard work in setting up his stall.
Until the beggar's chicken was gradually served.
The two girls who came out of the Ice and Snow World at the beginning were quite surprised to see that there were several diners gathered in front of Lin Zhou's stall.
It seems they weren't the only ones tempted by beggar's chicken.
When Lin Zhou saw the two girls walking over, he took out a package of beggar's chicken that he had prepared.
"Do you need me to open it, or can you just take it away like this?"
There were no tables and chairs provided at Lin Zhou's stall, so customers mostly took their food to go.
After waiting for more than an hour, the older brother, who had chatted with Lin Zhou for over an hour, simply took two portions of beggar's chicken and left with the mud balls.
The two girls were still curious about the taste of this beggar's chicken from the street vendor, so they asked Lin Zhou to open it on the spot.
Lin Zhou nodded and placed the mud ball on the cutting board.
He punched down directly.
Suddenly, the seemingly solid mud crumbled and fell like falling snowflakes.
The diners in front of the stall were stunned.
Holy crap!
For a moment, a silent cry rang out in my heart.
Is this something that can be smashed with a single punch?
It's extremely entertaining!
As everyone recovered from the shock of the broken mud, they were startled by the sudden aroma of food that reached their noses.
The beggar's chicken, which originally had little aroma, unexpectedly burst forth with such a rich and fresh fragrance the moment the soil was cracked open.
The delicious flavor of the chicken at that moment brought a great shock to the people around.
"Holy crap, what's that smell?"
The chicken's fresh aroma, slightly tinged with the fragrance of lotus leaves, along with the porky flavor of the pork caul fat and the earthy aroma of alcohol, are gradually infused into the chicken under high-temperature roasting.
The aroma of lotus leaves and the warmth of pork caul fat permeated the chicken during the long, simmering roasting process.
During this process, the lotus leaves also changed from their original fresh green color to dark brown, indicating that they had been completely ripened.
Wearing gloves, Lin Zhou placed the beggar's chicken, wrapped in lotus leaves, into a takeout box.
Peel back the top layer of lotus leaves to make the fragrance in the air even stronger.
The golden, juicy chicken appeared before everyone's eyes.
You can tell from the moist chicken skin that the chicken meat must be tender; otherwise, it wouldn't be so juicy.
The rich aroma immediately attracted passersby.
"Boss, how much is this beggar's chicken?"
"198 each."
Lin Zhou handed the packaged beggar's chicken to the two girls and then replied.
Is it delicious?
The guests who just walked over were also tourists from other places visiting Harbin.
Seeing that the two girls were obviously tourists as well, I curiously came over and asked them.
The two girls gave them a speechless look.
Can't you see this was just opened? We haven't even eaten it yet.
"Don't rush, it'll be ready to eat soon."
The two girls were so tempted by the aroma that they couldn't wait to go back to the hotel or find a restaurant to sit down and eat.
I picked up the chopsticks from the bag and started eating right there in front of the stall.
The tender young hen is so tender that a chopstick can easily pierce through it.
Then, with a little force, a piece of chicken was picked off.
After a piece of the pristine white chicken was torn off, the juices gushed out from the cut.
The two girls couldn't wait to put it in their mouths, and they were immediately amazed by the taste.
The look in their eyes when they met was filled with shock.
How can chicken be this tender?!
The chicken is tender and juicy, and the mud perfectly encapsulates its aroma. Once a corner is torn away, the fragrance explodes in your mouth. It's not just the aroma that's trapped in the mud, but also the rich, oily flavor.
This makes the meat tender while the skin is chewy, and the soft and bouncy texture makes even girls who never eat chicken skin fall in love with the taste instantly.
"It's so delicious!"
There was no time to think of any extra adjectives; all that was left in my mind was the word "delicious" scrolling through my screen.
They simply thought the beggar's chicken made on the spot was novel and wanted to try it.
Seeing the owner covered in soot from the charcoal fire, looking like a novice, I didn't have high expectations for the taste; I was just curious and wanted to try it.
I never expected that beggar's chicken, which I had no expectations for, would taste so good.
Is this the kind of delicious food you can get at a roadside stall?
Now, when they see their boss's face blackened by soot, they all think it's his badge of honor.
No wonder it looks like that. It must be because the chef is a master chef who doesn't care about appearances and only wants to make delicious beggar's chicken. That's how he made such delicious beggar's chicken.
The passersby and tourists, already tempted by the aroma, couldn't resist after seeing the two girls' reaction to beggar's chicken and immediately asked for one.
"Boss, give me one."
Lin Zhou nodded and turned to get the mud balls from the stove.
The aroma of beggar's chicken filling the air is truly rich.
He's been busy all day, but he still hasn't eaten it. He wonders what it tastes like.
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