Chapter 94 Don’t Poke People’s Lungs When Chatting
There are no seats in the store, so students just take the food and eat while walking.
Zhao Xiaojing had heard of three-fresh tofu skin when she was in Yangcheng, but it was not sold in Yangcheng, so she had never eaten it.
After getting closer, Zhao Xiaojing stared at the pot carefully for a long time.
The three-fresh bean curd skin is divided into several layers. The bottom layer is the dough spread by the boss, and a layer of egg liquid is applied on the dough. After the egg liquid solidifies, it is turned over and sprinkled with a layer of seasoning. After that, a layer of square rice is added. On top of the rice, a layer of fillings is spread, and the fillings are spread to completely cover the rice. After the fillings are spread, chopped green onions are sprinkled on it, and then a spoonful of marinade is scooped on top.
"There are so many steps involved in making this bean curd skin. The filling is so much that it's almost overflowing. It looks delicious."
Zhao Xiaojing stared at it intently while communicating with Su Yuchen.
"He's going to flip the pot, watch out, watch out."
Su Yuchen reminded Zhao Xiaojing in a low voice and stared at the pot.
I saw the boss wrap the square rice with the round dough on the bottom layer, then he held the pot with both hands, lifted up a large square piece of bean curd skin, and turned it over perfectly by rotating it 180 degrees in the air.
"What great arm strength..." Zhao Xiaojing exclaimed in admiration.
The wok was huge and looked heavy, with no handles at all. The owner flipped the wok with a hand towel in both hands, which is probably how Chef Sun described the original chef flipping the wok.
After reading the complete recipe, it was the second time for them to line up. Su Yuchen ordered two servings, which cost a total of sixteen yuan. Each serving contained three small pieces of food.
The finished three-fresh bean curd skin is placed with the bottom side facing up, with the rice flour and fillings underneath. At first glance, the fried egg bottom is golden yellow with a caramel color, which looks very fragrant visually.
Zhao Xiaojing took a bite and found that the taste was even more amazing than she had imagined.
The wrapper isn't dough; I don't know what it's made of, but it's chewy and has an eggy aroma. The rice inside isn't cooked rice, but glutinous rice, which is soft and non-sticky, with a unique fragrance. The best part is the filling: a mixture of diced mushrooms, braised pork, bamboo shoots, dried tofu, pickled mustard greens, chopped green onions, and a barely perceptible hint of ginger. The subtle flavor of the marinade is even palpable.
"How is it? Is it delicious?" Su Yuchen asked vaguely while eating tofu skin.
"It's absolutely amazing!" Zhao Xiaojing couldn't stop eating.
"Let's go. There's a whole street and a night market over there. I'll take you to eat enough snacks today!" Su Yuchen waved his hand and took Zhao Xiaojing to walk around the snack street from beginning to end.
The shops in the snack street basically sell noodles, rice bowls, spicy hot pot, steamed buns and other foods. In addition, there are various small restaurants.
Su Yuchen picked out a few Jiangcheng-style shops and showed them to Zhao Xiaojing, introducing them to her as they walked. However, most of them were breakfast items and were located in closed shops, so they could only be eaten in the morning.
After visiting the snack street, we took a walk to the night market in another alley.
It is called an alley, but it actually consists of several streets. The night market also has several turns, and there are so many stalls that you can't see the end.
The front sells things like mobile phone cases, clothes, socks, small accessories, etc., and the back few streets are for snacks.
Unlike the leisurely and deserted small county town of Yangcheng, Jiangcheng does have the bustle unique to a big city. The night market street is close to the university town and there are many residents around it. The flow of people is almost dozens of times that of Yangcheng.
Zhao Xiaojing was dazzled.
Su Yuchen took Zhao Xiaojing to several crowded stalls as if they were familiar with the place, and they ate fried yogurt, octopus balls, cheese grilled cold noodles, pan-fried thumbs, and grilled gluten.
While eating, Zhao Xiaojing kept observing the flow of people to the stall and the amount of food sold.
"Comb, do you have to charge for setting up a stall here? I see some of the stalls up ahead are numbered on the ground."
"It should be. It feels like someone is managing it. This night market is where clothes are sold during the day. You can see some shops are still open. These stalls are only set up at a certain time in the evening."
Su Yuchen pointed to the shops behind the stall and showed Zhao Xiaojing. Most of them were closed, but a few still had lights on.
"Oh only at night?"
"Yes, so it's a night market. Let's go and ask the owner."
Seeing that Zhao Xiaojing was asking questions in detail, Su Yuchen had just finished the last bite of the shengjian in his hand, so he found a deserted ice jelly stall and started asking.
The stall owner was a very young guy, who seemed to be about the same age as the two of them.
"Two beauties, please sit inside and what kind of ice jelly would you like to try?" The young man immediately became excited when he saw the two girls walking towards him.
"Handsome guy, we don't eat here. I want to know if you charge for setting up a stall here?"
"Yes, 500 a month, do you want to set up?"
"We're just asking first, are there any set business hours here?"
"After business hours at 6 p.m., people start setting up stalls around 5 p.m. The stalls are rented for three months, with a one-time payment of 1,500 yuan. If they stop using the stalls, they can transfer them.
The stalls here aren't divided into standard areas, and each stall is a different size. My stall is quite large, and it's rare. If you'd like to set up shop there, how about I give it to you?"
The young man introduced himself very enthusiastically and asked the two of them with anticipation.
The two of them originally just wanted to inquire about the situation, but unexpectedly the young man started to sell them something. The two of them looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Beautiful lady, look, that fried sausage stall in the front is so small, it can only fit its sausage grilling machine, and it costs 500 a month. In comparison, mine is much more cost-effective, it's so big!"
"It's so big, then you can't use it..."
Su Yuchen looked at the empty space behind the ice jelly stall, with only two tables and a few stools, but no one there, and spoke directly.
"Beautiful lady, just chat, don't poke someone's lungs!"
The young man had a look of deep sorrow on his face, which made Zhao and Su laugh.
"How long have you been setting up this stall?" Zhao Xiaojing asked, trying not to laugh.
"It's been almost a month. I shouldn't have believed the video account. They said I could earn back my tuition in minutes by setting up a stall at the night market, and they also said selling ice jelly was a highly profitable industry. I'm almost paying for my tuition, and I can't even sell a few bowls a day!"
The young man complained.
"Are you a student at the nearby university?"
"Yeah, otherwise why would I put it here? Do you want to rent it? I'm almost done with it for a month. If you want to sublet it, I'll give it to you for a few days, and you just have to pay me two months' salary."
"Why don't you leave me your contact information first?" Su Yuchen turned to ask Zhao Xiaojing.
"Handsome, let's leave our contact information first. I'll contact you when I have thought it through."
"Okay. 13880..." The young man began to read the number swiftly, and Zhao Xiaojing took out her cell phone to write it down.
"What do you think? Do you want to ask a few more places?" After leaving the ice jelly stall, Su Yuchen asked Zhao Xiaojing while holding her arm.
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