Chapter 307 The most important thing for a subordinate is to understand death
The errand rider thanked him repeatedly and took the string of shrimps from Secretary Wu.
There was a glimmer of greed in his eyes.
The shrimp shell is thin and translucent. Soaked in the secret red oil, it has an attractive orange-red luster and smells delicious just by looking at it.
Bring it to your mouth and take a light bite, and the shrimp shell will slide out from the tender shrimp meat.
Spit out the shell, and the taste of the chewy shrimp meat will instantly explode on the tip of your tongue, followed by a mouthful of sweet juice, with the sweetness of the ocean and the richness of spices, rushing straight to your forehead.
Upon closer inspection, the shrimp meat is delicately textured, with no roughness to the touch, but rather a smooth texture. The spicy aroma of the red oil blends with the sweetness of the shrimp, creating a spicy yet not dry, numb yet not bitter taste, with a hint of sweetness in the aftertaste.
"Damn!!! This Bobo Chicken is so delicious!"
The errand rider smacked his lips, staring at the half-eaten prawn in his hand, and couldn't help sighing.
"If I had known there was such delicious Bobo Chicken at the marathon aid station, I would have signed up."
Arctic sweet shrimp are rare to begin with, and the quality of this shrimp is even rarer. The shrimp threads are picked out cleanly, which is simply a blessing for foodies.
"That...brother,"
The errand rider licked his lips and spoke tentatively.
"I can't get into the stadium. Can you give me a few more skewers of your Bobo Chicken? I won't charge you the 50 yuan fare to take you back later."
He was too embarrassed to ask Secretary Wu directly for skewers.
I can only try another approach, hoping Secretary Wu can understand what I mean, or solve the problem with money.
Secretary Wu had just finished eating a string of beef tripe, and the addictive spicy taste was still lingering in his mouth.
Without hesitation, he smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"I'm afraid not. I still have to deliver these skewers to my boss. Please drive faster. It's not good for my boss to wait anxiously."
To be honest, Secretary Wu was reluctant to part with these Bobo chickens.
The taste of the beef tripe alone exceeded his expectations, and the rest of the duck tongues, cuttlefish, chicken wings, etc. were his favorites.
Just by looking at it, you can tell it must be delicious.
This Bobo Chicken is one less skewer after another, so how could he bear to give it away so easily?
The errand rider felt disappointed, but there was nothing he could do since the other party was unwilling to sell.
Put yourself in their shoes. If you had such delicious food, you probably wouldn’t be willing to sell it.
"Okay, let's go quickly."
The errand rider sighed, restarted his electric scooter, and continued to shuttle through the alleys.
Beep, beep, beep...
Finally, we drove out of the alley and saw that there was only one intersection left to the finish line of the marathon, but the red light came on.
"The red light in this area is the most slow... I have to wait for about two minutes, but it will be here soon, so don't worry."
The errand rider glanced in the rearview mirror and saw that Secretary Wu was a little anxious, so he spoke to comfort her.
Time passes every second.
It was fine when he was driving just now, but now that he stopped and waited for the red light, the faint aroma of Bobo Chicken behind him became clearer and clearer, and went straight into the nose of the errand rider.
He swallowed.
He couldn't eat the skewers, but the fragrance was like a hook, making him itch.
Now he just wanted to send the other party to the destination as soon as possible so that he could suffer less.
"Um...you don't have to take me to the finish line."
Secretary Wu suddenly spoke, his tone somewhat awkward, "Just send me directly to Lingxiu City."
"Huh? Why did we suddenly change places? We're almost there."
The errand rider secretly thought that it was not good. Lingxiu City was even farther away, and he would have to starve while smelling the scent of Bobo Chicken.
Secretary Wu looked at the bone he had spit out on the medal with a wry smile, then looked at the last string of treasures in his hand, and said helplessly:
"The main thing is... I couldn't help myself and I almost finished the Bobo Chicken... Sigh, I should have given it to the boss."
"Oh...I see."
What a greedy brother!
The errand rider heard the guilt in Secretary Wu's tone and couldn't help laughing.
"Dude, stop blaming yourself."
"My friend in South City told me before that he was running an errand to deliver pig's trotters to someone, but he ate the trotters the customer wanted and was willing to pay twice as much..."
"Who can resist delicious food? This is called a foodie's instinct. There's nothing shameful about it!"
Secretary Wu listened and nodded silently, and his sense of guilt suddenly lessened a lot.
Yes, he was wrong, but he would dare to do it again next time!
I'll call Mayor Hao later and kindly tell him that the Bobo Chicken has been distributed and I didn't get one.
After all, Mayor Hao had just had surgery and still needed to control his diet.
Yes, I am doing this out of consideration for Mayor Hao, and it is definitely not to satisfy my momentary appetite.
The most important thing for a subordinate is to understand death!
Secretary Wu suddenly understood and decisively took a bite of the last piece of the treasure.
…
In front of the supply station.
"belch--"
"I, I can't eat anymore. My stomach is about to explode."
In the corner, a burly contestant was curled up in a strange posture.
His sweatpants had been unbuttoned below his belly button, but they still felt tight.
His companion also lay on the ground, holding his swollen belly.
"Help! I can't move. But I still want another bunch of chicken gizzards."
Five meters away, a pretty girl was holding the eighth cup of Bobo Chicken, her sportswear stained with oil.
Chew chew chew~
The bean curd sheets, which are as thin as cicada wings, are stacked layer upon layer. After being soaked in soup, they have the mellow aroma of soy products, and due to the cold-soaking process, they retain their toughness and are very chewy.
The filamentous enoki mushrooms are also delicious. After absorbing the spicy and fresh flavor, the spicy juice will seep out along with the fibers when you chew it, forming a dense and juicy taste, which is quite nice.
Just as she was savoring it, the phone rang.
I pressed the answer button on my watch and my friend's voice came from the receiver.
"Xiaoxuan! Where have you been? I've been waiting for an hour! The flowers I prepared for you are almost wilting in the sun!"
The girl's heart skipped a beat.
He glanced guiltily at the Bobo Chicken in his hand, then at the contestants stumbling around him.
“Um.” She stammered, “I…I’m at Bobo Chicken.”
Friend: ...
What a mess.
"Xiaoxuan! It's been three hours since the race started, and you're still at the aid station?"
The other party's voice rose an octave and bombarded him.
This made the girl shrink her neck and feel guilty.
"I just eat a little bit," she said softly, "to replenish my energy."
"A little bit? I checked and Bobo Chicken is right in the middle. You've been eating for at least an hour and a half. If you don't run away soon, I'll post the video of you drunkenly singing while hugging a telephone pole on your Moments!"
"No, no, no!" the girl panicked. "I'm going to run! I'm going to run!"
After hanging up the phone, she looked up to the sky, sighed, and made a running pose.
Next second.
The beef meatball skewers in his hand were put into his mouth accurately.
Anyway, it's been delayed for so long.
It wouldn’t be too much to eat a hundred million more skewers.
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(End of this chapter)
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