When Sheng Kuang was young, he was indeed quite arrogant.
Following the big brother in the underworld, you can't intimidate other small-time thugs without being arrogant and domineering.
His family was poor when he was young, and he didn't receive much education.
His wife stayed with him from the age of eighteen to thirty-five.
They came from a small town to the metropolis of Zicheng.
Having arrived here knowing nothing, I became someone's lackey.
If something happens to the eldest brother, he will definitely be the first to step up. He must have collapsed long before the eldest brother did.
A few years ago, during a fierce fight, a camera was installed in the sky by someone with malicious intent.
He put on his older brother's coat and worked the sewing machine for him for several years.
After he was released, his elder brother regarded him as a brother in life and death, and handed over most of his business to him to manage before retiring.
Just when the younger brother finally became the elder brother and life was getting better, his wife fell ill and passed away.
In the past, they were poor, and they would buy a small piece of pork belly to satisfy their cravings during festivals.
Pork belly has both fat and lean fiber, so even a small piece can provide immense satisfaction.
My wife can cook all kinds of pork belly dishes.
Braised pork, Dongpo pork, braised pork belly, twice-cooked pork, steamed pork with rice flour.
He could tell the difference in aroma from each cooking method just by smelling it.
My wife's pork belly is fragrant but not greasy; whether braised or stir-fried, it's exceptionally delicious.
Since his wife left, he has eaten at every restaurant, big and small, in Zicheng.
I can't get the taste I want.
But tonight, while inspecting shops on Zining Street, he smelled a lingering aroma of meat.
It smells just like the Dongpo pork my wife makes!
Following the scent, Sheng Kuang finally found the source in a secluded corner!
...
"ah?"
Things didn't go as Qin Yi had imagined.
She looked at the pleading expression on her brother's face, his eyes red and brimming with tears.
Qin Yi stood up abruptly.
He pointed at the light board with a trembling finger and said.
"There's still one piece of Dongpo pork in the hot pot. I can bring it to you, but you have to scan the code to place an order."
Fortune favors the bold.
How will you know if you don't try?
Sheng Kuang walked to the light board with his head down and read the presentation several times with a blank expression.
Then, with his eyes fixed on the scrolling recipes beside him, he poked around randomly.
Qin Yi quickly walked to Sheng Kuang's side: "This is a blind box ordering system. You can only order food by drawing blind boxes. I can't change the settings."
Brother Broken Eyebrow remained silent after hearing this.
The eight men in black behind him then approached.
Qin Yi felt the air around her begin to freeze.
She was rooted to the ground like a wooden stake, wanting to move but daring not to.
"The only way is through smoking?" a rough, hoarse voice asked.
Qin Yi nodded earnestly.
Sheng Kuang snapped his fingers behind him, "Give me braised pork, twice-cooked pork, steamed pork with rice flour, braised pork belly and crispy pork belly."
After saying that, he sat down on the stool and waited.
A man in a black suit is scanning a QR code with his phone.
[Ding! Congratulations! You've won a yellow box and received a potato and beef + tomato and egg rice bowl!]
The young man frowned and continued scanning the QR code.
[Ding! Congratulations! You've won the red box and received a serving of spicy and sour pork intestines and shredded potatoes with spicy and sour sauce!]
The younger brother's forehead was slightly sweaty. "Ding! Ding! Ding!"
After opening five or six blind boxes in a row, I finally got a serving of steamed pork with rice flour.
Only then did he dare to ask Sheng Kuang, "Brother, we drew a dish, what should we do with the extras?"
Sheng Kuang looked at the small stack of food tickets in front of him and said coldly, "I only want those few dishes of pork belly, the rest..." He glanced at the crowd around him, "...please treat the neighbors to a meal."
A henchman took the ticket and immediately delivered it to Qin Yi's car: "Make the steamed pork first, put it on a plate for the boss to eat first, and pack the other dishes to go."
The second younger brother said, "I'll cook the pork belly with this stack of tickets first, and pack the other dishes to go."
The third younger brother said, "I'll use this ticket to cook the braised pork and twice-cooked pork, and pack up the other dishes."
Qin Yi looked at the food tickets, unsure whether to laugh or not.
The blind box system's favorite customer has appeared!
Today's KPI was easily achieved.
The fourth underling rushed over, holding up the lottery ticket: "Me too! I won crispy pork belly!"
Enough, enough! Qin Yi quickly unplugged the light board switch.
If I keep smoking like this, I won't be able to leave work tonight.
Then she took the last piece of Dongpo pork from the pot and walked up to Sheng Kuang.
Sheng Kuang stared at the lump of reddish-brown, glistening pork belly.
He fanned the hot air with his hand and brought his nose close to inhale carefully.
That's the aroma of meat!
A fragrance that no other store can replicate.
Sheng Kuang's eagle eyes were filled with tears, and his hand holding the chopsticks trembled uncontrollably.
He gently picked up a piece of pork skin and put it in his mouth.
The taste is just right!
Memories flooded back like a tidal wave; the rich aroma and plump flesh had been the sweetest comfort for him and his wife during their difficult life.
He could never forget that taste.
Why is it that among so many restaurants in Zicheng, you can't find this taste, while this street stall can?
"boss."
The deep, hoarse voice of Brother Broken Eyebrows rang out once again.
Qin Yi paused, her hand holding the plate momentarily still.
"What is it?"
When speaking to your elder brother, remain calm and composed, regardless of honor or disgrace.
Why is your Dongpo pork so much more fragrant and delicious than others?
Qin Yi turned around: "Really? Maybe the Shaoxing wine I used was better. Since it was for my own consumption, I cared about the taste and didn't care about the price."
How much is a bottle?
"A 30-year-old Shaoxing wine would only cost a few hundred yuan."
After Qin Yi finished speaking, she went to the carriage to cook. Sheng Kuang's hand holding the chopsticks became increasingly unsteady.
He remembered the first time he earned money.
I bought my wife a gold necklace.
The necklace was lost the next day.
He comforted his wife for a long time afterward.
But that night...
He tasted his wife's first Dongpo pork.
Although his wife's first attempt at stewing meat wasn't tender enough, he still ate it all up, showing his respect.
Later on, his wife's skill in stewing Dongpo pork improved so much that even professional chefs couldn't match her.
That's the reason.
It feels really good to have someone put all their heart and soul into cooking a meal for you.
You're not just eating vegetables.
The value of that meal was not just what it looked like on the surface.
Several tens of minutes later, Qin Yi brought all the pork belly that Brother Duanmei had ordered to the table.
Red, brown, roasted, stewed, steamed.
A table laden with a feast of pork belly.
"Brother, would you like some pickled vegetables to go with your rice?"
Qin Yi asked very considerately.
Sheng Kuang: "Except for Wushan, there are no clouds. No need."
So Qin Yi frowned as she watched her older brother stuff a mouthful of steamed pork with rice flour and braised pork, and then another mouthful of braised pork belly with twice-cooked pork.
His mouth was shiny with oil, and he looked extremely satisfied.
I admire them greatly: those who can be big brothers are truly ruthless!
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