Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country

Chapter 599 - 569: A New Journey, Celestial Paradise City (Part 2)

Shen Dad and Shen Mom both wanted millet porridge, while Shen Bowen wanted tofu pudding.

Tofu pudding has always been divided between the North and the South, with debates over sweet and savory flavors, causing heated arguments among Southern and Northern netizens.

But while these people are arguing with flushed faces, it’s rare to see any Wudu netizens joining the fight.

It’s naturally not because Wudu netizens have a mild temper and don’t argue; they simply don’t dare to speak up!

Compared to the savory brine of the North and the sweet syrup of the South, Wudu’s tofu pudding is truly unique, and Southern and Northern netizens silently call it one word in their hearts—heresy!

If Southern and Northern netizens saw Shen Bowen’s moves, they would definitely tie him to a utility pole and roast him with fire.

Shen Bowen held the bowl, which contained tender, trembling tofu pudding that seemed to squeeze out water if pressed. Then he added garlic water, soy sauce, chopped green onions, pickled mustard, MSG, fried yellow soybeans, Sichuan pepper powder, chili oil, and finally stirred them gently together before eating. Seeing this scene, spectators from any province would undoubtedly be broken-hearted.

But Wudu has been eating tofu pudding like this for many years; they eat it spicy!

The tofu pudding made by Wang Fan was naturally extremely tender, and he adapted to the local taste, which naturally made all Wudu people very happy.

Shen Bowen first had a bite of tofu pudding to activate his taste buds.

The tofu pudding was delicate in texture, melting in the mouth, as soft as silk, while the combination of chili oil, Sichuan pepper powder, green onion, and pickled mustard made its texture more varied and rich. The aromatic spicy flavor of chili oil and the numbing sensation of Sichuan pepper intertwined, allowing the taste buds to experience a unique spicy taste. The freshness of green onion and pickled mustard added a refreshing and pleasant touch to the tofu pudding.

"Amazing, really amazing!"

Praised a bit, he opened his mouth wide and took a fierce bite of the steamed bun.

His mouth had stretched to its limit, but even then he could only bite off about one-fifth of the steamed bun, showing just how big it truly was.

This bite was sincere, as a large chunk of brisket entered his mouth, delivering the utmost fresh taste and satisfaction of eating meat, making him giggle foolishly in delight.

When people feel satisfied or happy, they genuinely might laugh awkwardly without realizing.

He currently only had one sensation, which was regarding Boss Wang’s food, even the highest expectations wouldn’t be a problem. Once you actually tasted it, you’d realize how limited your expectations truly were.

"Dad, is this steamed bun good... huh?"

Shen Bowen wanted to ask his own dad and mom about their remarks on the steamed bun. When he looked up, he found his dad was shoving the steamed bun into his mouth wide like a blood basin. That posture could not be performed unless one were starving for three to five days.

Someone usually quite refined and image-conscious was currently eating without any regard for his image. Even the bun’s grease had already started flowing down the corners of his mouth, threatening to drip onto his clothes.

Shen Bowen hurriedly drew a napkin and placed it beneath his dad’s chin, saving the shirt from disaster.

"So delicious... way too delicious... go get some more!"

"Huh?"

Shen Bowen was dumbfounded. I bought 8 of them, shouldn’t we finish them before buying more? I’ve only eaten one so far.

"Dad, there are still some left. Finish them before buying more..."

The rest of his words weren’t spoken, as he noticed the last steamed bun was swiftly claimed by his mom.

Seeing her son staring at her in shock, Shen Mom couldn’t help but blush a bit and apologetically said, "Oh dear, it’s been a long time since I had such a delicious beef bun, my appetite just uncontrollably increased a bit."

Shen Bowen didn’t exactly count how many buns his parents had eaten, but he ordered a total of 15, and he only had 3, already feeling as though his stomach would explode.

Shen Dad rubbed his general stomach while continuously burping, 6 large buns going down really overstuffed him.

Although his stomach felt uneasy, eating so heartily put him in a good mood: "It’s the first time I’ve had such tasty and large buns; compared to these, little steamed buns are just plain nothing."

Shen Mom felt similarly: "It’s so delicious, I couldn’t stop eating, unknowingly finishing a whole one. Is every Northeast bun this big?"

Shen Bowen replied, "I guess the taste might be not as good, but probably similar in size."

Shen Mom suddenly got excited and proposed to Shen Dad, "How about we take time off around New Year’s Day to experience being Southern potatoes in Erbin?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Bowen was initially dumbfounded but then immediately thrilled: "Is it possible? I have been wanting to visit Ice and Snow World for ages."

Although Wudu occasionally snows, the snowfall isn’t extensive. To truly enjoy snow, you have to go northwards.

Moreover, last year Erbin gained significant attention, and he really wants to experience it.

Shen Dad nodded: "Alright, that’s settled. Your mom and I both have annual leaves. When the time comes, you’ll stay put at work, we’ll send videos and pictures to you."

At that moment, Shen Bowen was confused: "No? What about me? Aren’t you planning to take me? Am I not your biological son?"

Shen Dad looked at him disdainfully and said: "Your mom and I are going to enjoy a world for two, why play third wheel? Besides, both your mom and I have annual leaves; you’re just starting your internship, do you have annual leave?"

After speaking, Shen Dad paid no mind to his slack-jawed son, happily pulled Shen Mom’s hand and headed towards the market. The fresh green vegetables in the market were visually pleasing.

Today was the first trial opening day of the market, but the performance overwhelmed everyone with surprise.

Within 1 hour, from opening time to selling out all vegetables, barely an hour passed!

No one had capped anything, nor was there any act; it was purely citizens needing to buy vegetables, directly buying them all from the farmers.

The achievements were so delightful, Jing Chuan couldn’t close his mouth.

This must be credited to Boss Wang!

The market’s success, the foremost thanks should go to the citizens willing to come by, followed by the devoted work of the municipal department teams. Yet, Wang Fan’s promotion was equally crucial; without him, there wouldn’t have been such significant attention. Ironically, despite his importance, Jing Chuan failed to locate him!

Even the eye-catching RV originally parked at the entrance vanished unexpectedly.

Once realizing this, many of his fans began searching around, but ultimately found no trace of him.

Boss Wang snuck away!

Numerous fans stomped their feet in frustration. Though they only interacted for a mere week, the rapport was notably harmonious. Although he stayed just one week, Boss Wang brought even more care to our already warmhearted city.

It’s not that they were trying to prevent him from leaving, but shouldn’t we at least see him off?

Wang Fan dreaded farewells; didn’t they say—a gentleman’s friendship is as indifferent as water!

Water should come soundlessly and leave without a trace; the sentiment shown suffices, as for the formalities, they’re unnecessary.

So, after packing up, transferring today’s proceeds to the staff, he left discreetly in his RV directly onto the highway, heading towards Sichuan.

His departure stirred a commotion on the internet; Wudu’s fans besieged his Weibo.

"Boss Wang, outrageous! He left without even whispering a word! Does he not see us Wudu folks as friends?"

"Exactly, we’re very angry, and the consequences are serious! We solemnly resolve not to follow Boss Wang anymore beginning today, lasting for 1 minute!"

"Forget it, on reflection figures like Wang Fan who radiate positivity are far too rare; let’s keep him languishing on our following list."

"Truly doesn’t value us as friends! You better not go to Sichuan, or we’ll show you what ’Sichuan and Chongqing united as one’ means!"

"Friends in Sichuan, be ready. Once you find any traces of Boss Wang, immediately share it amongst yourselves. Don’t forget the friendship of sending you gracious rain."

Upon seeing these messages and confirming Wang Fan indeed headed towards Sichuan, Sichuan netizens were delighted, each reassuring confidently, "Rest assured, buddy, we’ll promptly share his location with you."

"The timely rain sent by Wudu buddies successfully lowered Chengdu’s temperature by several degrees. We warmly welcome Wudu buddies to visit Sichuan next week."