Chapter 84 Meow meow meow
At this time, most people on the street were holding empty bowls, waiting eagerly by Uncle Li's big iron pot, clamoring for food.
Uncle Li enjoyed everyone's admiration with peace of mind and a proud look on his face.
While waiting, everyone was full of praise.
However, as the wind blew, for some unknown reason, the words of praise gradually became strange:
"It's worthy of being Uncle Li's duck, no no no, spicy chicken, it tastes so good."
"Where does this rich aroma of roast duck come from? No, I mean, this rich aroma of spicy chicken!"
"Yes, the smell is of top-quality roast duck... no, spicy chicken! The smell of the marinade... no, the smell of the spicy powder makes one's mouth water!"
At the beginning, Uncle Li held his head high, proudly stirring the wok and enjoying everyone's praise.
At some point, the people who were originally surrounding him, while talking, rushed to Aunt Wang's store across the street, the door of which was closed!
Ever since she bought the roast duck at noon, Aunt Wang's shop has been closed and she has stopped doing business. No one knows what she is doing in a furtive manner.
At this moment, the aroma of roast duck poured out from a tiny gap under the iron gate.
The aroma is very rich, and the salty aroma of the brine brings out the unique deliciousness of roast duck. With the aroma of fruit wood, people can smell it and associate it with the bubbling casserole, the tender and dense duck meat, and the sticky brine with crystal oil floating on the surface...
How could the neighbors control themselves?
Everyone held their bowls in their hands, their eyes glowing green, and gathered involuntarily around the crack in the door outside Aunt Wang's store.
What's more, some people just lay on the ground, breathing in the fragrance coming from the crack of the door, and their saliva flowed all over the ground.
"Ahhh, I really can't help it. The aroma of roast duck is so fragrant."
"Don't even mention the roast duck. Just the aroma of the marinade alone would take at least ten years of practice to make such a fragrant marinade."
"Is it from Aunt Wang's house?! When did Aunt Wang's cooking skills improve so much that they are almost as good as a Michelin three-star chef?"
"This roast duck... could it be that Aunt Wang secretly brought it back at noon? The roast duck sold by the three-year-old boss? Oh my God, I didn't realize before that this roast duck is so delicious."
Everyone and Aunt Wang have been neighbors for more than ten years. Aren’t you familiar with Aunt Wang’s cooking skills?
Even if Aunt Wang is born with a dark cooking physique, she won’t be able to make such a delicious roast duck even if she practices for another twenty years!
Combined with the roast duck wrapped in three layers of wrapping that Aunt Wang secretly brought back from outside at noon, everyone gradually understood what was going on.
When eating roast duck, it is important to make sure it is fresh from the oven. It should be steaming hot from the moment it is taken out of the oven, with a crispy and juicy skin. Only then is it delicious. But this roast duck had been left out for most of the day, and after being processed casually by Aunt Wang's cooking skills, it actually gave off such a rich aroma again.
What about when it’s freshly baked? !
Of course, there are also people who, like Aunt Wang not long ago, shoveled half a bowl of white rice into their mouths while smelling the fragrance, and called their family members to join them:
"My dear, go and ask your grandparents to bring some bowls of white rice." "Yes, yes, I have to ask my husband to come as well." "Tell Old Hu not to eat the cabbage stewed with tofu at home, and come and smell this fragrance."
A middle-aged man in an apron sighed and expressed everyone's thoughts: "If I had known that this roast duck was so delicious, I should have stopped the young boss when he passed by today and bought one!"
The neighbors also felt regretful.
Yes, these two days, the three-year-old boss passed by on his tricycle, but except Aunt Wang, no one bought anything.
If they had realized the deliciousness of roast duck earlier, they would not have fallen to the point of lying down outside Aunt Wang's door just to smell the aroma.
The people who are eating roast duck now might be them!
I must not be so stupid tomorrow and miss the opportunity.
Everyone swore secretly in their hearts.
Anyway, along with the aroma of roast duck wafting from the store, people all over the street spread the word...
Aunt Wang’s store was like a magnet, attracting people from the entire street. More and more people were squatting at the door of the store, eagerly smelling the fragrance!
But just across the street, there were fewer and fewer people sitting next to Uncle Li’s iron pot.
He didn't notice it at first and was still immersed in the joy of showing off his superb cooking skills.
Until he flipped the ladle beautifully again, there was no more cheering from the surroundings.
Uncle Li suddenly looked up and looked at the empty and deserted place around him, his eyes wide open:
No, where are all these people around my pot? !
Even the loyal fans of Uncle Li who have been supporting him for many years, the Wu Laoliu family from the curtain shop, have already run across the street.
Uncle Li saw that everyone was walking across the street, and he became anxious. He humbly tried to persuade them to stay, "Hey, don't leave. My spicy chicken will be ready soon, and you can eat it soon..."
However, the opposite happened.
"Uncle Li, it's not that we don't want to support you, but the one across the street," Wu Laoliu shook his head and pointed at the store, "Auntie Wang's is really delicious!"
At this point, the last fan next to Uncle Li’s iron pot also left.
Uncle Li put down the spatula in a daze, his eyes full of shock and pain.
He looked at the iron door of the store across the street, which was tightly closed, but the fragrance leaking out from a tiny gap overcame his fragrance.
Then he looked at the spicy chicken in his hand, which was the culmination of his lifelong cooking skills, but could no longer attract anyone's attention...
"What kind of smell is that? How can it be as exaggerated as they say?"
Uncle Li took off his mask, his eyes full of unwillingness, and took a deep breath.
The next second, his whole body trembled and he almost fell to the ground.
"Fuck..."
Why does it smell so good? !
The aroma of this roast duck was even more fragrant than any roast duck he had eaten in any restaurant before. There are no complicated seasonings, just pure brine and the aroma of roast duck itself, but it can achieve the effect of fragrance that can be smelled ten miles away...
"No, it's impossible," Uncle Li looked at Aunt Wang's store in disbelief, "Aunt Wang can never cook like this, she...she must have used some dirty tricks!"
The more Uncle Li thought about it, the more it made sense.
He and Aunt Wang are not only neighbors, but also rivals who have been fighting each other for more than ten years. He knows Aunt Wang's cooking skills very well.
Moreover, based on his experience as a chef with more than ten years of experience, it is impossible that this roast duck was made by the three-year-old child. How could a three-year-old child have such great skills? Wouldn’t that make him a genius baby? !
Uncle Li thought bitterly:
"Aunt Wang kept the door tightly shut. It must be because she secretly sought help from outside. That must be it."
Maybe Aunt Wang hired a Michelin three-star chef at a high price, and he is cooking behind the door at this moment, which can explain the reason for the aroma.
Otherwise, why would Aunt Wang keep the door tightly closed and not let people see what’s going on inside?
There is definitely a ghost!
The more Uncle Li thought about it, the more convinced he became.
Looking at the huge crowds at the entrance of the convenience store and then at the deserted place next to his iron pot, Uncle Li finally couldn't bear it any longer.
He threw down the spatula, strode through the crowd, walked to Aunt Wang's store, and shouted gloomily:
"Aunt Wang, today I, Li Daqiang, will enforce justice on behalf of the heavens and expose your shameless and despicable lies to the neighbors!"
lie? What lie?
The neighbors looked at each other with confused expressions.
Only Wu Laoliu realized that something was wrong: "Uncle Li, don't be impulsive..."
However, it was too late.
As a neighbor for more than ten years, Uncle Li certainly knew where the loophole in Aunt Wang's iron gate was. Everyone watched as Uncle Li gathered his strength, squatted down, lifted a corner of the iron gate, and then -
boom!
He actually rolled up the iron gate of the convenience store.
The fragrance that originally leaked out from a crack was enough to make people linger and unable to stop.
As Grandpa Li opened the iron gate, the aroma that had been blocked in the room, so strong that it was almost condensed into substance, suddenly rushed out like a flood from a dam!
The few people closest to the door almost fainted when they smelled the oncoming fragrance:
"Fuck, why does it smell so good?" "Help me up, I'm dizzy..." "It smells so good, I feel like I'm walking down the street and getting beaten up."
Everyone was immersed in this delicious baptism and trembled all over.
Even Uncle Li, who was full of "justice" and wanted to expose Aunt Wang's lies, was attacked by the sudden fragrance and fell to the ground in panic.
After a long while, everyone looked inside the iron gate.
Then, the scene behind the store appeared before everyone's eyes.
Aunt Wang, her son and daughter-in-law, a family of three, gathered around the casserole, each holding a bowl of rice in their hands.
The rice in their hands was covered with thick sauce, and each grain of rice was sticky and shiny.
In addition, Aunt Wang had just picked up a piece of roast duck with chopsticks. The bright red crispy skin of the roast duck absorbed the marinade and became soft and tough. The whole piece of delicate and dense duck meat reflected the bright light. The roast duck was trembling on the chopsticks and still dripping with sauce.
Everyone stared at the roast duck and couldn't help swallowing their saliva.
Those pairs of eyes glowed green, and in the night sky, they looked like wolves that hadn't eaten meat for dozens of days, looking fierce and predatory...
Aunt Wang and her family of three looked at the hundreds of hungry eyes outside the store in confusion.
The air is quiet.
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At the same time, on the same street, at Sister Huang’s Mahjong Hall.
"Mrs. Huo," Sister Huang smiled and brought a fruit plate, "some fruits prepared at home, please try them."
The woman she called Madam Huo was in very good condition and looked no more than forty years old. She wore a pair of emerald earrings and a green bracelet casually hung on her wrist, which made her look very noble.
Ten years ago, after her husband passed away, she took control of the Huo Group. Although most of the power has now been handed over to her eldest son Huo Ye, Mrs. Huo still has the aura of someone in a high position, and she is intimidating without even getting angry.
Mrs. Huo hummed indifferently.
When people stay in high places for too long, their appetites and material desires have already been oversatisfied.
Now, there was nothing that could interest her.
It was also at this time.
A wisp of roast duck aroma slowly drifted in from the crack in the door...
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