Chapter 66 Meow Meow
Live broadcast room of all worlds.
[Fuck, hahahahaha why is Boss Jian’s WeChat name called Happy Little Blue! ! ! 】
[I have been looking forward to this scene for a long time. When I actually saw it, my scalp was numb with joy. Hahahaha. The show effect was perfect. Happy Little Blue.jpg]
【Happy Little Blue: Pi is very happy now】
[Didn’t you expect that? Hey, I’m really alone (winking)]
[What a hot man, he makes people love, hate and can't stop]
[I can actually eat his fried chicken and spicy hot pot at the same time. I'm jealous, jealous, jealous, jealous, jealous, jealous, jealous, jealous. User [Ning Sheng] gave anchor [Jian Yunlan] a gift of Romantic Carnival x10】
【? ! Ning Bao, why are you watching the live broadcast too? Aren’t you being dragged to a meeting at the Wanjie headquarters for several days?】
[Shocked, even the retired protagonist of a melodramatic novel cannot escape the fate of working part-time and attending meetings]
[No matter how busy Ning Bao is, he still has time to watch Boss Jian’s live broadcast...]
…
In contrast to the overly cheerful and lively Wanjie Live Room.
There was silence at the entrance of Longteng Summer Camp.
There was only one lamp on the wall, swaying back and forth in the wind.
Including Fu Changfeng and Yu Ming, everyone stared blankly at the figure approaching from afar——
The person riding the tricycle holds the handlebars with one hand and uses the other hand to type on his mobile phone and click send.
The next second, everyone's cell phone vibrated.
In group chat:
【Happy Little Blue: (sticks out tongue) (sticks out tongue) (sticks out tongue) Hey, it’s me, surprise?】
[Happy Little Blue: Stop fighting, the fried chicken and spicy hot pot are both my wings! (Smile)】
Everyone: “???”
Everyone: “???????”
Pupil tremor.
Song Shixia raised her head blankly, and even the red scarf on her head fell off, and she didn't have time to pick it up;
Xiao Xiao and Duan Qiongzhi, who were typing while showing off their leg muscles, almost sprained their waists;
Principal Lao Xu and Aunt Song Lanzhen opened their mouths wide and their dentures fell to the ground;
Fu Changfeng and Yu Ming were both stunned. They looked at Boss Jian, then at each other, their eyes gradually becoming complicated and cold...
——Just above the two messages from Happy Little Blue, there were two highly aggressive statements from both the Red and Gold parties:
[People who cannot appreciate the preciousness of fried chicken and instead regard Mr. Jian’s spicy hot pot as a treasure will eventually lead a relatively failed life]
[Fried chicken boss? It's not even as good as Boss Jian's little finger. I don't even bother to eat it. It's just a clown.]
The diners' expressions were calm and composed, still lingering on the solemn expressions of not long ago, as if they were hermits carrying a deep blood feud.
But his fingers were pressing the screen frantically, to the point where they were almost cramping.
Withdraw, withdraw, I want you to withdraw ahhhhhhh! ! !
In order to pledge their loyalty to Boss Jian/Fried Chicken, many people made a lot of rude remarks to the boss they supported...
Who knew that all these words would hit him like a boomerang!
This is like having a fight with your idol's mortal enemy, using every possible means, and after a long time, you find out that the idol and the mortal enemy are the same person with different aliases.
"Misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding, haha, it's the flood that flooded the Dragon King Temple..." Song Lanzhen wiped the sweat off her face and frantically pressed the undo button.
Many people were staring at their screens frantically, with veins bulging on their foreheads.
In just a short while, Jian Yunlan stopped the tricycle and opened the extended table tops on both sides. The modified tricycle can easily set up two stalls without any pressure. Once the extended table is opened, the volume of the tricycle instantly becomes twice as large.
On the extended board on the left, under the warm light, all kinds of ingredients are displayed in a dazzling array, including fresh tripe, fatty beef, meatballs, potatoes, fried tofu, and enoki mushrooms.
There are also sharp-eyed diners who discovered a new dish under the bright lights -
Fried dough sticks.
The surface of the fried dough sticks was covered with a layer of golden oil, with hot steam as if it had just come out of the wok, and fine bubbles, giving off the aroma of oil and flour.
The golden crispy skin makes it easy to imagine the unique fluffiness and crispness of the fried dough sticks when you take a bite... or dip it in the red oil of the spicy hot pot soup, and it will have a salty, fragrant, soft, dense and delicious taste.
Ah, absolutely amazing!
Many people have long wanted to eat fried dough sticks in malatang, but when Boss Jian set up a stall in Hetang Community, he never offered the option of fried dough sticks. Everyone thought he didn’t like it or was not good at it. But at this moment, the dough sticks are so fluffy, so golden and even, they look so delicious...
"Slurp, slurp." The sound of slurping saliva was heard one after another.
Behind the extended table, two large soup pots were lined up in a row.
Under the hungry gaze of the diners, Jian Yunlan opened the soup pot, and the aroma of the spicy hot pot spread.
The rich spicy aroma of Sichuan pepper and the delicious beef bone soup, with a hint of spicy flavor, accompanied by the healing feeling of the spicy hot pot boiling...
I can’t tell what the ingredients are specifically, but it smells so good that it makes people drool!
Jian Yunlan smiled and said, "Malatang, 10 yuan per portion, you can choose any dish you want, please line up and take a number from Maomao."
An extremely majestic dog jumped out from the side, its long silver fur fluttering in the moonlight. There was a number plate in the small basket hanging around its neck. Its expression was as arrogant and domineering as a human: "Woof."
Smell this familiar scent, hear this familiar voice, see this familiar dog.
The diners in Hetang Community instantly burst into tears.
——All the grudges just now seemed to have become unimportant.
The important thing is that their long-missed boss Jian is back!
"Oh my god, I've been dreaming about this every day this week. Someone, please pinch me and tell me I'm not dreaming."
"My youth is back" "Wow, Boss Jian, I knew that Boss Jian would not abandon Malatang so easily."
"It's worth it. We traveled across half the city to have a fight in the middle of the night. It's worth it. I should thank those shameless fried chicken lovers. Humph..."
The diners in Hetang Community walked in a daze and began to line up behind the spicy hot pot.
——On the other hand, the diners at Longteng Summer Camp felt a little embarrassed.
During an argument not long ago, many people made harsh remarks, saying that they disdained things like malatang and would never touch it in their lifetime.
But at this moment, the rich aroma of spicy hot pot wafted in the wind, and they couldn't ignore it even if they wanted to!
Especially Jiang Wolong.
He felt so miserable in his heart...
In order to be in the best condition to welcome the fried chicken, and also because he was fully engaged in the online "war", he ate almost nothing today and just ate two slices of dry bread.
As the rich aroma of the spicy hot pot wafted over, with the richness of the bone broth and the freshness of the ingredients, it immediately made his eyes sparkle!
But if he is asked to queue up to buy spicy hot pot, he can't save his face.
Especially the group of spicy hot pot fans in Hetang Community are still showing off their provocations:
"Hehe, what did you say before? Malatang is rubbish? Malatang tastes bad?"
"If it tastes bad, don't eat it!"
"That's right, you scolded Malatang like that before, and now you want to come over to eat. How ridiculous! Are you guys taking all the good things?"
How could fried chicken eaters tolerate this? !
They immediately walked away from the spicy hot pot with sullen faces, stiffening their necks, wanting to keep their innocence in the world:
"I, I don't bother to eat spicy hot pot... I believe that fried chicken is the right way in the world..." "Yes, yes." "Boss, Boss Jian, are you still selling fried chicken today?"
Although many people said this, they couldn't help but glue their eyes to the spicy hot pot, and their stomachs were growling.
It hurts. It hurts so much...
Fortunately, Jian Yunlan quickly opened the extended table on the right.
In a huge oil pan, the oil temperature slowly rose. Jian Yunlan picked up a large piece of cheese-wrapped chicken fillet, covered both sides with batter and breadcrumbs, and put it into the pan to slowly fry.
The chicken steak, which was bigger than his face, sizzled in the hot oil and soon turned golden.
A little girl with two buns in her hair and wearing a green Taoist robe was squatting next to the fried chicken, holding a fan and watching the heat.
"We also sell fried chicken, ten yuan a portion. Today's is cheese fried chicken." Jian Yunlan said.
The aroma of fried chicken gradually spread...
The aroma of fried chicken is rich and overbearing, with the fragrance of oil, the meaty aroma of chicken, and a little bit of milky aroma of cheese. For a moment, it even faintly overwhelmed the aroma of spicy hot pot and penetrated into the noses of many spicy hot pot diners!
Lu Ling's expression changed.
He pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and tried to control himself, but his eyes still couldn't help but glance at the frying pan a few more times.
How could this be? He is obviously a vegetarian and fried chicken is not even within his consideration.
During the quarrel today, he also swore a solemn oath that if he ever touched a piece of fried chicken in his life, he would be a puppy.
But why are my eyes involuntarily attracted to fried chicken?
Over there, the fried chicken eaters straightened their bent backs and started to take revenge:
"Hahahaha, I told you, no one can resist the temptation of fried chicken!"
"Yeah, what's so great about spicy hot pot... poor people who can't eat fried chicken, lelelele."
"That's right, go eat your spicy hot pot, and don't touch this fried chicken!"
The spicy hotpot diners gnashed their teeth:
"If you don't want to eat it, then don't eat it... You're acting like it's so precious..." "We have Malatang, that's enough!" "Boss Jian, there are three of us in our family, so we need three servings of Malatang, extra spicy!"
Malatang diners are on the left, fried chicken diners are on the right.
There seemed to be an invisible dividing line between them.
People on both sides raised their heads, looking disdainful of each other.
Jian Yunlan: "..."
Even if he didn't stipulate which place can only buy spicy hot pot and which place can only buy fried chicken.
But these two groups of diners seemed to have made their own rules and formed their own groups!
Uh, okay.
"A serving of spicy hot pot, right? Remember to take the number tag." Jian Yunlan said.
Song Shixia nodded excitedly and was carried by her father to the vegetable selection area. While choosing vegetables, she blinked her big watery eyes at Jian Yunlan and said pitifully like a little adult:
"Boss Jian, can you please stop making fried chicken? Dad said that it's a waste of your talent to make fried chicken. Spicy hot pot is your true destiny..."
The fried chicken eaters on the other side were immediately furious when they heard this.
Such a young girl can actually say words like "waste of talent" and "destination". There must be an adult teaching her behind the scenes!
Well done, you Malatang gang, you actually resorted to shady tactics.
Hearing this, Jian Yunlan actually revealed a thoughtful expression: "Well..."
Principal Lao Xu looked towards the team on the left, and saw that everyone in there was pretending to be righteous, but in fact, they all had a smile of success on their faces.
Humph, business wars have been like this since ancient times. Swords have no eyes, so don’t blame us for not showing mercy!
Fried chicken eaters: “…”
Not willing to be outdone, they immediately sent out their most intelligent and EQ-rich representatives.
Xiao Xiao, wearing a white dress, looked like a goddess. She said softly, "Boss Jian, your fried chicken has brought happiness to so many people. Fried chicken is the right path for you! Spicy hot pot is just a waste of time..."
Principal Lao Xu whispered something to her, and after she listened, she continued, "The principal said that if you are willing to only make fried chicken, you can get so much equity in Longteng Summer Camp."
Jian Yunlan pretended to be in deep thought again: "Well..."
The Malatang diners' faces turned pale.
The fried chicken eaters immediately smiled with satisfaction.
look!
Opportunities always come to those who are prepared!
Jian Yunlan: “.”
Hehe, although he did not consider the proposal from either side.
But it's fun to make people laugh.
“…”
The fried chicken eaters and the spicy hot pot eaters had been fighting each other for several times in silence, and each of them was so anxious that their eyes turned red.
This irreconcilable situation continued until the first serving of spicy hot pot came out of the pot...
"No. 1, your spicy hotpot is ready. Be careful with the heat."
Jian Yunlan said.
Song Jingan smiled happily and walked forward with his daughter in his arms.
——As the wind blew, bubbles kept bubbling out of the soup pot, revealing an attractive bright red sheen.
Song Shixia sucked her fingers and stretched her neck to look. She could still see the colander placed in the pot. Various ingredients were tumbling inside, turning from raw to cooked. The fat and lean beef had lost its blood color and rolled up...
Jian Yunlan waited until the last moment before taking the fried dough sticks out of the wok.
The fried dough sticks are freshly fried. If you put them in the pan too early, they will be completely cooked and become unpalatable.
What we want is this kind of soft, crispy and slightly soaked in soup.
As he spoke, Jian Yunlan added the ingredients from the colander into the bowl, poured a spoonful of red oil and crystal hot soup on it, then held the brush and brushed the strings of ingredients with thick chili and seasonings, and finally sprinkled a layer of chopped green onions, white sesame seeds and crushed peanuts.
Song Jing'an held his breath and took the bowl of spicy hot pot under the envious and jealous eyes of everyone.
Boss Jian never cuts corners when making his spicy hot pot. Every bowl is filled with plenty of ingredients, like the fried dough sticks, half of which is soaked in the soup, while the other half is exposed on the surface.
The dough sticks were quite heavy because they had absorbed the soup, and the golden shell was slightly glowing with an oily red glow. The soup dripped down the surface of the dough sticks, and it was spicy and fresh.
Almost impatiently, Song Jing'an picked up a piece of fried dough stick and put it into his mouth.
Song Jingan: "Hiss——"
So hot!
When you bite into the fried dough stick, the crispy golden outer shell is broken, and the hot and rich red beef bone soup inside immediately flows out, along with the crispy hot oil of the fried dough stick itself, and the spicy, numb and umami flavors are intertwined on the taste buds.
With just one bite, Song Jing'an was once again amazed by Boss Jian's spicy hot pot.
——Boss Jian’s perfect control of the heat and timing makes the half of the dough stick soaked in the soup soft, glutinous and moist, but the outer skin of the dough stick retains a just right crispy texture!
Against the backdrop of the hot and delicious spicy hot pot, the crispy, glutinous, rich and juicy fried dough sticks make you want to eat them more the more you chew them.
Once he started eating, he couldn't put his chopsticks down. Song Jingan's lips were slightly swollen from the spiciness, his mouth was numb, and his forehead was covered with sweat.
Song Jing'an finished a whole piece of fried dough stick while breathing out the hot air. At this time, Lu Ling and Song Shixia beside him couldn't help it either. Song Shixia said softly, "Dad, I want to eat too..."
And at this time, Lu Ling and Song Shixia’s slightly spicy malatang was ready.
Song Jing'an dipped the beef in the soup, blew on it to cool it down a little, then held the spoon and put the beef and the soup into Song Shixia's mouth.
Song Shixia: “…Yeah!”
The little girl's eyes narrowed with joy, and her chubby cheeks turned slightly red because of happiness.
——The boiling and fragrant beef bone soup flows into the throat hotly, and the spicy taste of red oil and Sichuan peppercorns seems to be the finishing touch. Because it was cooked for children, Jian Yunlan did not make it too spicy. She just used the spicy flavor as a embellishment to enhance the freshness of the bone soup itself.
The beef was also cooked very soft, so Song Shixia didn't need to put in much effort to bite into it. The animal fat spread in his mouth, and the fibrous texture of the beef and the aroma of the fat made him feel the satisfaction of eating big bites of meat.
"Hoohoo, so spicy and fragrant!"
Lu Ling took a bite of the fried dough sticks with tomato soup and was also amazed by the crispy, soft, fragrant and tempting taste.
The family of three huddled together, no longer having time to think about anything else. They just quietly enjoyed the delicious food and happy time from Boss Jian...
They didn't try to show off.
But the fried chicken eaters nearby were almost suffocating from jealousy.
Smells so good...
The aroma of the spicy hot pot wafted in the wind, and the thick soup, red oil and white sesame seeds on the fat beef tripe, and the sounds they made when eating, were all a triple torture to the taste buds, smell and vision.
Is there anything more painful in this world than being able to see but not be able to eat?
On the other side, the Malatang diners had already started to provoke in a show of force, deliberately speaking loudly:
"Boss Jian, I want some spicy hot pot too."
"Very spicy, I'm not afraid of spicy food, give me all the chilies!"
"Haha, let those who can't have it be jealous... Boss Jian, I can eat ten of your fluffy and crispy dough sticks soaked in the spicy hot pot soup!"
At this moment, the first serving of fried chicken came out of the pot over there.
"Cheese fried chicken, do you want to cut it up?" Jian Yunlan took out the fried chicken fillet and drained the oil.
Xiao Xiao's eyes were still glued to the spicy hot pot beside her, and she said, "Ah? Um... cut it, cut it."
She felt a little regretful.
That spicy hot pot looks delicious... In comparison, the fried chicken seems inferior.
Not only her, but many people in the entire fried chicken team were also eager to make a move, and they only regretted that they had spoken too harshly before.
If I had known earlier, I would have gone to eat Malatang, but I couldn’t break the oath I made.
well……
"Okay." Jian Yunlan nodded.
The fried chicken was placed on oil-absorbing paper. The hot mist with the aroma of fried chicken suddenly hit my nose. The fried chicken fillet was very thin and large, with a golden and crispy batter on the surface, covered with breadcrumbs, and it would fall apart with a slight touch.
It's tempting just looking at it this way.
Xiao Xiao involuntarily retracted her gaze and fell on the fried chicken.
Even the diners who were feasting on spicy hotpot couldn't help but subconsciously look over here a few more times.
What is even more surprising is that.
The next second, Jian Yunlan picked up the knife and neatly cut the fried chicken in the middle.
There was a sound of "click".
The crispy, golden shell was cut open, revealing the tender, juicy chicken inside. The chicken was full of juice, and the shiny fat looked extremely fragrant, smooth, salty and fresh under the hot light.
But the most surprising thing is the rich cheese that comes out...
As the fried chicken fillet was cut, the thick and rich cheese sauce flowed out instantly, bringing with it billowing hot steam. The extremely delicate texture and the milky yellow color make people almost imagine the dense and salty taste of cheese in their mouths.
If it can be combined with the fried chicken fillet that is crispy on the outside and crispy on the inside, how delicious it would be to have the crispy shell and tender chicken together.
The Malatang eaters looked at the golden fried chicken. For some reason, even though they already had delicious Malatang in their hands, their stomachs began to growl and they couldn't help but secretly swallow their saliva.
Obviously, they only need spicy hot pot.
But that fried chicken looks...really delicious...
And Xiao Xiao no longer regretted it.
What regret is there? She doesn't even have time to feel complacent.
Xiao Xiao also took the fried chicken amid the envious eyes of the crowd and took a big bite.
The first thing you taste is the crispy crust of the fried chicken.
When you bite it, the shell is extremely crispy, with some crumbs falling off and making a crisp crunching sound between your teeth. When you bite deeper, you'll find the chewy chicken with that special fresh and tender texture, overflowing with juice and fat.
Every inch of the chicken is soaked in fragrant juice. I don’t know how it is marinated, but every inch has a special flavor that makes people want to savor it carefully. But Xiao Xiao didn't have time to savor it carefully, because the rich cheese came out...
At that second, a white light flashed before her eyes.
The hot melted cheese, that silky and gooey texture, that rich, milky texture, combined with the crispy fried chicken, takes the deliciousness of fried chicken to a whole new level.
"Wow, it's so hot, so hot." Because it was so hot, Xiao Xiao had to stop and blow it to cool down after each bite. However, the delicious taste was so tempting that she couldn't stop eating it all in one gulp. "Ahhhhhh it's so delicious and fragrant!!!"
The Malatang diners looked at the fried chicken, then looked at the Malatang in their hands, and then looked at the fried chicken again, their eyes were red as blood...
“…”
Live broadcast room of all worlds.
Hundreds of thousands of spectators were going crazy with jealousy.
[Do you know how lucky you are to meet Boss Jian setting up two stalls at once...]
Jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy
[Jealousy distorts my face convex = convex]
…
[Don't be jealous. Your Xiao Lan's ranking in the plot cracking list is still declining. He is now ranked sixteenth. The countdown for the plane strategy has begun. If he slides out of the top twenty again, he will be eliminated unexpectedly! 】
【ah? Why is it still declining? ? ! 】
[Our Xiao Lan is clearly setting up the stall seriously! 】
Most viewers of Wanjie Live Room know that if a live room's ranking rises on the plot cracking list, it will attract a large number of new viewers to watch.
But few people know that a rapid decline in the ranking of the cracking list will also attract new viewers...
But this group of new audiences is different from those who are simply curious.
Most of this new audience came to watch the fun with a cynical attitude.
They specifically roam around in various live broadcast rooms that are on the verge of elimination, not for any other reason but simply to rub salt into people's scars, and to have fun watching the despair and unwillingness on the hosts' faces when they are eliminated.
This group of viewers has a special name in the Wanjie Live Room - 'Vulture'.
At this time, a new Vulture audience member spoke triumphantly:
[It’s so funny. You don’t think that just by setting up a stall, he can completely distort the relationship between the protagonist and the bottom, right? 】
Old audience: “.”
Hey, guess what?
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