Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country

Chapter 613 - 576: From Holding the Line to Guerrilla Warfare

Smelling the intoxicating aroma, Director Geng took a big bite without much thought or hesitation.

The moment the meatball touched his mouth, the flavors of scallion, ginger, and Sichuan pepper were immediately sensed by his taste buds. As the tip of his tongue pressed down, the chunk of the meatball instantly burst with juices, flooding the tongue with a silky sensation akin to irrigation.

Despite being made of chopped meat, the texture of the meatball was exceptionally delicate. The fine granularity not only didn’t affect the texture but also made it more enjoyable to chew, with the fragrance of Sichuan pepper and a slight numbing feeling giving a subtle tingling sensation to the tongue.

This numbness did not hinder the taste; instead, it seemed to sharpen the sense of taste further. The small meat particles, water chestnuts, and the soft, sticky scallion bits changed texture clearly in the mouth. When the water chestnut bits were crushed, a light fragrance was released in the mouth, adding an incredibly pleasant feeling.

Without realizing it, Director Geng finished a piece of the meatball: "Oh my, is this Four Happiness Meatball really that delicious?"

The other members of the community office, hearing Director Geng’s words, excitedly responded: "Delicious, very delicious! This meatball is incredibly fragrant."

"When it enters your mouth, that smooth and moist texture, I just love it."

"That kid doesn’t look that old, who would’ve thought their skills would be this good?"

"Now I’m beginning to wonder if the Four Happiness Meatballs made before had the chef cutting corners, because this is a whole different ball game!"

"Uh..."

Master Xiao Liang and the two others exchanged awkward glances, feeling that the ladies from the community office seemed to imply something.

But just a taste of the meatball was enough to know it was absolutely not comparable to what they used to make, so was there anything wrong with what the ladies said?

With this thought, the three felt somewhat disheartened.

Wang Fan looked so young, almost as if he had just started as an apprentice, right when they started learning to chop vegetables.

Comparison with others can really bring you down!

Seeing the two clearly looking a little dejected, Master Xiao Liang decided to comfort them: "Don’t be discouraged. After all, he’s from the north, and we’re Sichuan Cuisine chefs. There’s no shame in not being able to make authentic northern dishes. When it comes to Sichuan Cuisine, we won’t lose to him."

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"Ah..."

Zhuo Qianqian, her face full of delight, rubbed her tummy and let out a satisfied little burp full of happiness.

For a little foodie, nothing is more satisfying than a delicious meal.

"Let’s go, up the mountain, nothing can stop us from climbing now!"

Setting the flag again, the two headed towards Mount Emei once more.

Well, history has a way of repeating itself.

They hadn’t gone too far when they saw a place where men, women, the young, and the old were all bathing outdoors!

Wang Fan stopped the car, and he and Zhuo Qianqian leaned against the window to study what exactly was going on.

"Wanna go check it out?"

"Let’s go!"

The moment they got out of the car, a somewhat pungent smell hit their noses, prompting them to fan the air.

"What’s that smell?"

Wang Fan sniffed and said, "Sulfur."

Zhuo Qianqian’s eyes widened: "Could it be?"

Wang Fan nodded: "It absolutely is."

The simple conversation had already unveiled the situation here—it was a natural hot spring!

From a distance, they saw a bald elderly man sitting shirtless in a pool, leisurely pouring water over himself with a ladle.

Zhuo Qianqian was very tempted. Even if she couldn’t bathe, soaking her feet would be nice!

"Boss, wanna go ask about the price?"

Wang Fan too wanted to try whether bathing in the hot spring water was comfortable, so he and Zhuo Qianqian walked inside.

A lady saw them and enthusiastically asked, "Young man, young lady, want to soak in the hot spring?"

Zhuo Qianqian nodded emphatically and asked, "Enough, how much does it cost, grandma?"

The lady gestured with her hand: "Six yuan per person."

"How much?!"

Wang Fan and Zhuo Qianqian’s eyes widened in surprise.

"Six... six yuan..." The lady’s tone was slightly apologetic, but she quickly added after speaking, "I admit, we’ve raised the price by one yuan, but we offer unlimited water refills here!"

"What? Unlimited water refills?!"

Wang Fan and Zhuo Qianqian exchanged glances, surprised at how down-to-earth the prices were at the foot of Mount Emei.

They had to try it!

Since they didn’t have swimsuits, they opted not to soak in the pool, choosing to soak their feet instead.

After collecting the money, the lady brought out something very familiar to Wang Fan—a food waste trash bin slightly taller than knee height.

The green food waste bin looked very clean, clearly due to the lady not using it as per the factory’s intended purpose.

The trash bin was lined with a thick plastic bag, and the lady filled it with hot spring water to the brim.

Wang Fan rolled up his pants, then helped Zhuo Qianqian roll up hers, and then they plunged their feet and lower legs into the trash bin full of hot spring water.

As their feet gently submerged in the hot spring, a warm sensation enveloped their legs and feet immediately. The water temperature was slightly hot but not uncomfortable.

Wang Fan and Zhuo Qianqian could feel the gaps between their toes being filled with the hot spring water, a slight tingling sensation that made them let out a satisfied sigh. It felt like countless little hands gently massaging their legs, easing their fatigue.

Gradually, the warm sensation seeped into their bones, making their whole body feel relaxed.

They closed their eyes, enjoying this peace and comfort, feeling their thoughts begin to drift away.

Their legs and feet occasionally bumped into each other, and like children, they would nudge and play, as if they had returned to a carefree childhood.

No one knew how much time had passed, but they finally felt satisfied with their soak and realized they were drenched in sweat.

"Wow, this is so healthy!"

"This life is truly so leisurely."

Watching the elderly men and women soaking in the pool, they couldn’t help but reflect soulfully.

Not aspiring to come to Sichuan when young and not leaving when old—this saying materialized before them.

But when they checked the time, they were speechless as it was already 5 PM It was clearly too late to climb Mount Emei again, so they had to find a place to park and prepare to rest overnight.

Wang Fan felt rather embarrassed because the planned itinerary was all delayed. By tomorrow, he even needed to set up his stall, and once he did, they would be fixed at one spot. With the nature of his girlfriend, she definitely wouldn’t leave him behind to play alone.

But they had only visited Jiuzhaigou so far. Was this entire vacation to be wasted on one site?

Which place was worth staying so many days?

While Wang Fan was pondering, Zhuo Qianqian curiously asked, "Boss, have you decided where to set up your stall yet? Your fans are getting impatient."

After pondering for a moment, Wang Fan suddenly thought of a possibility. A smile curled up at his lips as he asked back, "Do you think if I hop from place to place, will the fans complain?"

Zhuo Qianqian was surprised: "What do you mean?"

Wang Fan chuckled, "Well, we can’t help it. There are just so many fun and beautiful places in Sichuan. We finally get to make a trip here, shouldn’t we enjoy it all? For example, tomorrow we can go to Mount Emei. After climbing, we set up a stall at the foot of the mountain. The day after, we visit the Giant Panda Breeding Base and set up outside the base after seeing the flower bureau. And the day after that, we head to Daocheng Yading..."

Zhuo Qianqian’s eyes widened: "We can play like this?"

Wang Fan patted his RV and laughed brightly: "In my territory, you have to listen to me. Besides, it’s not my fault—Sichuan’s scenery is so good, I just can’t help myself."

Zhuo Qianqian nodded vigorously, "That’s right! I need to let them know so they don’t make an unnecessary trip."

Zhuo Qianqian moved quickly, and soon Wang Fan’s news was updated about moving the stall, surprising his followers.

He used to stay in one place for a week, but suddenly he’s switching to a hit-and-run style in our area, claiming it’s because the scenery here is just too fantastic to stay put.

Oh, so it’s all our fault then?

It feels like such turmoil inside—if I don’t get to catch him nearby, do I have to trek to crowded tourist spots just to taste the delicious food?

But... not trying Boss Wang’s dishes would feel like a life wasted!

A big dilemma!