Qin Zian's voice carried a hint of mockery, but more so a sincere expectation for Director Ma.
Director Ma was slightly taken aback, then burst out laughing.
Are you kidding me?
He was absolutely warm and genuinely kind to his friends in Harbin.
Despite thinking this, Director Ma couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself.
He knew he could no longer refuse, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and stuff the hot pot chicken popsicle into his mouth.
Since there's no way to avoid it, we can only accept this cruel reality.
Without hesitation, Director Hao Ma took the hot pot chicken popsicle and stuffed it into his mouth.
The icy coldness of the popsicle and the spiciness of the hot pot chicken exploded in my mouth, like a battle between ice and fire.
Director Ma frowned, but he still forced himself to eat the whole popsicle despite the discomfort.
"Great! Director Ma is indeed generous!" Qin Zi'an couldn't help but applaud and praise him.
After hearing Qin Zi'an's praise, Director Ma's unpleasant expression eased slightly.
But before he knew it, the taste of hot pot chicken popsicles had already spread across his tongue.
At that moment, Director Ma's taste buds seemed to be awakened.
He was forced to savor this peculiar dish; the spiciness of the hot pot and the freshness of the chicken intertwined in the cold popsicle, creating an unprecedented flavor.
However, this taste is not to everyone's liking.
Director Ma knew very well that the hot pot chicken popsicle tasted rather strange, even unpalatable.
But he didn't show it; instead, he chose silence and acceptance.
Then, Director Ma pretended to be calm and swallowed the popsicle in his mouth, but its stimulating and refreshing taste was still dancing on his tongue, leaving him in a state of extreme hot and cold.
"Director Ma, how does this hot pot chicken popsicle taste?" Qin Zi'an asked with a smile.
Director Ma gave a thumbs-up without hesitation, forcing a smile: "This dish is very unique, combining the spiciness of hot pot with the refreshing coolness of popsicles. Delicious! Absolutely delicious."
No one would want to share their hot pot chicken popsicle with others after enjoying it.
Aside from the fact that sharing is a virtue, I mainly wanted the people around me to experience the hardships I had gone through.
With this in mind, Director Ma quickly grabbed a hot pot chicken popsicle and handed it to Director Qin.
"Come on! Director Qin, let's celebrate today with popsicles instead of wine..."
"Wait! What's going on, Lao Zhang?"
Director Ma was interrupted by Qin Zi'an before he could finish speaking.
This wasn't Qin Zi'an trying to distract himself from the hot pot chicken popsicles; it was just that Lao Zhang had brought in another huge pile of food.
Old Zhang walked steadily into the banquet room again, a smug smile on his face.
He pushed in a huge food cart, neatly arranged with all sorts of exotic delicacies.
Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to it, their faces showing surprise and curiosity, while at the same time they vaguely felt that something was not quite right.
"Dear leaders, to thank you for your support and love for our creative cuisine, our team has specially prepared all the dishes that we have successfully developed, so that you can enjoy a feast all at once."
Old Zhang's voice was full of pride, and his face was beaming with a bright smile.
Before anyone else could react, Lao Zhang began to introduce the creative dishes one by one.
"First of all, this is Scallion Coffee. You might find the name strange—how can coffee and scallions be combined?"
Old Zhang paused for a moment, then continued with a smile, "But I want to tell you, this is precisely where the creativity of Cangzhou lies. The richness of coffee and the fresh aroma of scallions blend perfectly, creating a unique flavor that you're guaranteed to never forget."
Old Zhang picked up a cup of scallion coffee from the tray, gently shook it, and the aroma of coffee intertwined with the fresh scent of scallions, filling the air.
To demonstrate the rarity of this coffee, Lao Zhang even brought it out to everyone and invited them to taste the aroma of the scallion coffee.
For Lao Zhang, this scallion coffee is his creative creation, a work of art he can be proud of.
But for others, this scallion coffee is simply 'the curiosity is on full display, the curiosity is taken to the extreme.'
Scallion coffee is not simply a combination of scallions and coffee. Nobody knows how Lao Zhang made it, but you can clearly see that the surface of the coffee has a slight sheen of oil.
The few sprigs of bright green scallions stuck in the rim of the cup are like jade accents, refreshing and eye-catching.
From a distance, everyone could smell the aroma of coffee mingling with the fresh scent of scallions, creating a wonderfully indescribable flavor.
If I had to describe it, it would be a nauseating taste.
Fortunately, Lao Zhang was busy introducing other foods and didn't invite everyone to try the scallion coffee right away.
But before everyone could relax, Old Zhang dropped a bombshell.
"Distinguished leaders, this is a sheep intestine bun that I and my team spent three months researching and perfecting."
Old Zhang pointed to the sheep intestine buns on the tray and said with a proud look, "I'm not bragging, but these sheep intestine buns are the culmination of our Cangzhou's traditional delicacies. The fresh aroma of the sheep intestines and the soft texture of the buns complement each other perfectly, creating a unique taste. Every bite is filled with the fresh aroma of the sheep intestines, leaving you wanting more."
Before Old Zhang could finish speaking, everyone was already captivated by the description of the dish.
Compared to the scallion coffee we just had, this sheep intestine bun is a fairly normal one.
Xiao Le, a staff member of the Harbin Culture and Tourism Bureau, is a noodle lover and also enjoys beef, mutton, and various offal.
For others, sheep intestine buns might be a culinary nightmare, something they can't stand just hearing the name.
But for Xiao Le, the combination of steamed buns and sheep intestines is simply doubling the joy.
Especially now, looking at it so directly, the sheep intestine buns have thin skin and generous filling, and they even faintly exude an enticing aroma.
The sheep intestines inside the bun are cleverly wrapped inside the dough, appearing and disappearing intermittently.
The savory aroma of the sheep intestines contrasts sharply with the soft texture of the steamed buns, making one want to explore further.
Xiao Le couldn't help but swallow hard, already able to imagine the delicious taste of the sheep intestine buns.
Qin Zian immediately noticed Xiao Le's expression, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.
Is there really such a good thing?
He was just worried about not finding an opportunity to get rid of these culinary disasters.
"Xiao Le, are you craving something?"
Xiao Le scratched her head shyly and said embarrassedly, "I like steamed buns and sheep intestines the most. I think they taste really good."
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