"A kindred spirit!!!" Old Zhang, carrying a plate of sheep intestine buns, rushed to Xiao Le with a big smile and said, "These sheep intestine buns are specially made for enthusiasts like you. Come on! Try them and experience double the joy."
Since Qin Zian and Lao Zhang had both said so, Xiao Le didn't refuse any longer and directly picked up the sheep intestine bun and put it in his mouth.
Unfortunately, the food wasn't very good tonight, so Xiao Le didn't eat much.
Now that she's finally found something that suits her taste, Xiao Le is eager to indulge herself.
At the very least, you have to eat five...
Xiao Le happily stuffed the sheep intestine bun into his mouth, but as soon as he took a bite, his brows furrowed instantly.
Not only that, Xiao Le subconsciously wanted to spit out 'Pui pui pui'.
However, with leaders from the cultural and tourism bureaus of both Harbin and Cangzhou present, Xiao Le had no choice but to swallow his pride and force down the sheep intestine buns.
What do you mean by double the happiness?
This is clearly double the pain!!!
The expected deliciousness of the sheep intestines and the softness of the buns did not materialize; instead, the strong, gamey smell of the sheep intestines was amplified.
It has a fragrant aroma with a hint of mutton, and a fresh taste within that mutton.
Let alone those who can't stand sheep offal, even Xiao Le, a highly tolerant enthusiast...
After taking a bite, Xiao Le had even decided where she wanted to bury herself.
"How is it? Not bad, right?" Old Zhang asked excitedly.
Xiao Le suppressed her nausea and forced a smile: "It's...it's alright."
After receiving positive feedback from Xiao Le, Lao Zhang became even more confident.
He then returned to the food truck and continued to introduce the creative dishes he had developed.
"We've incorporated the spicy and savory flavor of Malatang into the soft texture of bread, creating this unique Malatang bread. Every time you take a bite, you can feel the spiciness of Malatang bursting in your mouth, while the soft texture of the bread provides a striking contrast, making it irresistible."
"And this fried grasshopper sandwich is one of our restaurant's signature dishes. The crispiness of the grasshoppers and the layers of the sandwich create a unique taste experience. I guarantee that once you leave our restaurant, you will never taste such a specialty dish again."
"These are all the creative dishes our restaurant has recently developed. We would like to invite you, leaders, to try them. If you are willing to use our restaurant for cultural and tourism promotion, we will do our best to cooperate with the Bureau of Culture and Tourism."
"We can absolutely guarantee quality control and price. After all, we're not in it for the money, but to let more people know about Cangzhou and its cuisine."
Old Zhang said with a smile that he was quite satisfied with the dishes he had created and looked forward to in-depth cooperation with the Cangzhou Culture and Tourism Bureau.
But after being poisoned by those terrible dishes, the staff of both the Harbin Culture and Tourism Bureau and the Cangzhou Culture and Tourism Bureau were no longer willing to try them.
After all, the dishes created by Lao Zhang are all gimmicks, but they fail to whet any appetite.
The hot pot chicken Manchu Han Imperial Feast was already amazing enough, and now they've added sheep intestine buns, spicy hot pot bread, and fried grasshopper sandwiches.
One mouthful is from the northern part of China, the other from Europe and America.
Putting aside how the tasters might perceive it, let's just talk about the food itself...
If they possessed thoughts and souls, they would definitely feel indignant about their deaths.
The staff members of the Culture and Tourism Bureau looked at each other, their faces showing an indescribable expression.
The staff of the Cangzhou Culture and Tourism Bureau, in particular, have had their psychological defenses completely broken down by these terrible dishes.
If their cultural and tourism bureau had simply put together a hot pot chicken Manchu Han Imperial Feast, it might have been able to attract some tourists through its novelty.
In addition, he has his own little dark side and wants more people to experience the 'bitterness' he has suffered.
A little teasing can help maintain a relationship, but if things get out of hand... then it can be hard to handle.
With the way Old Zhang is doing things now, he's created so many culinary disasters...
The staff of the Cangzhou Culture and Tourism Bureau are no longer worried about whether tourists will come, but whether they will be beaten to death by the locals.
After all, the mere mention of these bizarre dishes is enough to make anyone want to give up.
Needless to say, its taste is indescribable.
Seeing that his superiors didn't react at all, Old Zhang couldn't help but feel uneasy.
"Leaders, is there something I did wrong?" Old Zhang paused, biting his lip as he said, "Please speak frankly, I will definitely correct it."
Upon hearing Lao Zhang's words, Qin Zi'an and Director Ma exchanged a glance, but remained silent.
Just as Lao Zhang's anxiety was about to reach its peak, Qin Zi'an picked up the spicy hot pot bread from the food cart.
As soon as Qin Zian made this move, Old Zhang's heart jumped into his throat. He stared intently at Qin Zian, eagerly anticipating his next move.
Even Director Ma, upon seeing Qin Zi'an's action, couldn't help but give Qin Zi'an a thumbs up in his heart.
Qin Zian truly deserves his reputation as a nationally renowned expert in cultural tourism; he has gone to such lengths to promote cultural tourism.
Even though he knew these bizarre dishes were creative but extremely unpalatable, he still resolutely picked up the spicy hot pot bread.
Director Ma was inspired by Qin Zi'an's actions and also wanted to step forward and share the burden with Qin Zi'an.
After all, he is the director of the Cangzhou Culture and Tourism Bureau, and he should set an example for others.
We can't rely on Qin Zi'an for everything, and we can't be hesitant and timid in every action.
But to Director Ma's surprise, Qin Zi'an did not eat the spicy hot pot bread directly. Instead, he gently broke the bread open and began to carefully observe its internal structure.
Seeing that Qin Zian did not put it in his mouth, Director Ma stopped his act of bravely facing death and went in to take a closer look.
"Whether it's this spicy hot pot bread or the other dishes that appeared tonight... there's no denying that your ideas are quite novel."
Qin Zian paused for a moment before continuing, his voice calm and composed: "However, to truly attract tourists' taste buds, we still need to put more effort into the details."
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