Chapter 617 - 578: Hungry Ghost Reincarnation-Level Mapo Tofu (Revised) (Part 2)
Chapter 617 - 578: Hungry Ghost Reincarnation-Level Mapo Tofu (Revised) (Part 2)
This is an innovative attempt he made based on his own understanding of ingredients.
Tofu is hard to absorb flavors.
Even if you add a lot of seasonings while stir-frying, the flavor is hard to penetrate the tofu. Outside is full of taste, but inside is bland and tasteless. Wang Fan believes that this is absolutely a failure.
Tofu is not afraid of being boiled, it gets tenderer the longer it cooks.
Based on his understanding of tofu’s characteristics, he decided to improve it by adding more water, simmering for a long time, and thickening the juice.
After seasoning the broth, Wang Fan poured the tofu cubes into the big pot. Once the tofu entered the rosy broth, it all dived underwater, occasionally revealing one or two pieces.
"Gurgle" "Gurgle" "Gurgle"...
The broth in the pot churned continuously, and the fresh aroma began to drift, spreading quickly across the parking lot with the mountain breeze.
The security guards watched them from a distance with no intention of stopping them,
While Wang Fan occasionally used the back of the iron spoon in his hand to gently push the tofu to prevent it from sticking to the bottom.
Gradually, the broth lessened, and the tofu began to show a small surface, exposing half of the tofu surface...
"Boss, there are so many people over there, aren’t we managing them?"
In the distance, several people in security uniforms whispered to each other: "Manage what? The top leader already said, as long as there is no fundamental problem, don’t bother this person."
The questioning security guard scratched his head: "What is a fundamental problem?"
The security captain pursed his lips: "Look, he is the fundamental issue."
The captain’s words were full of envy. What kind of unreserved guy must he be to have the top leader call him a fundamental issue?
Just thinking about it is thrilling, wishing to take his place!
Ever since Wang Fan published the news about preparing for a mobile operation online, all the scenic spots in Sichuan Province have been scratching their heads.
He didn’t say where he was going, which made it difficult for even their own promotion. But at least this way, all can share the benefits, and if this legendary boss descends, it would be a boon for their visitors.
Thus, under the guidance of the cultural and tourism bureau, various scenic spots agreed to not disturb Wang Fan upon his arrival, strive to provide some convenience, and allow visitors to have a good time or even experience authentic delicious Sichuan cuisine if they’re lucky.
All the scenic spots naturally dared not slack, briefing from top to bottom on what to do.
Such large vehicles like Wang Fan’s have special parking areas, which are relatively sparse. When his car parked, the security guided other tourists to park elsewhere, making his space appear larger. Yet all this was done so quietly that even Wang Fan didn’t notice.
At this point, the broth in the pot was almost gone, and Wang Fan began the final steps.
Thickening the sauce, sesame oil, thickening the sauce, fragrant oil, thickening the sauce, minced beef, gently pushing the tender tofu cubes, sprinkling a handful of Sichuan peppercorn powder, then a handful of green garlic shoots, and it’s ready to serve.
Zhuo Qianqian had taken out plates from the sterilizing cabinet and prepared the rice. The plates from the cabinet were slightly hot, and the rice fresh out of the pot was still steaming. A big scoop of steaming Mapo Tofu was spooned on top.
On the crystal-clear white rice were enticingly rosy tofu chunks, the red sauce, black minced beef, and vibrant green garlic shoots made for an exceptionally rich and appealing sight amidst the fine mist.
In response to Wang Fan’s gesture of offering free meals, the diners queuing up scoffed: "Boss Wang, if you were living off internet traffic, we’d let you treat us this meal. But everyone knows you make a living selling food. How can we let you work for nothing with so many of us here?"
"Yeah, do you think we’re the only ones? We’re just the advance party. There’s a whole bunch behind us, like zombies. Are you going to treat all of them too?"
"If you treat us but not them, they’ll definitely feel it’s unfair. Paying for food is only right; name a price. We can easily afford dozens of yuan per person."
Seeing the diners outside the vehicle were determined, Wang Fan, fearing the food would get cold and affect the taste, didn’t insist further and set a price of 15 yuan a serving, similar to regular small eateries.
Yet, his ingredients were fresh, and he added plenty of beef, making it much more substantial than those small eateries.
The pot Wang Fan used was quite large, but to ensure each piece of tofu remained intact, he only filled the pot bottom. One pot yielded about 20 servings. After one batch, he immediately started working on the second pot.
"I apologize for any inconvenience, as this is someone else’s parking lot, let’s not set up tables. There are some stools in the car, please bear with it and have a seat. Sorry for the trouble."
His plan had been to drive out of the scenic area before deciding, outside there are many spacious areas that don’t affect traffic. But he didn’t expect to be surrounded in the parking lot before even leaving.
"No problem, we eat more when standing up."
The eagerly awaited diners in front quickly paid by scanning the code, couldn’t resist from exclaiming when lifting their dish of Mapo Tofu rice bowl: "Oh wow, this plate is quite hot."
One shout prompted the diners in the queue behind to tiptoe and crane their necks for a clearer view.
This big brother didn’t sit on a stool. He moved to the side with his plate, standing just so, ready to start eating with a spoon.
"Wow, I’ve never seen rice completely covered like this. The tofu is really generous."
Big brother marveled and the spoon dove into the tofu.
The white porcelain spoon scooped up two large cubes of tofu without even a grain of rice sticking, proving how generous Wang Fan was with the tofu.
The dice-sized tofu cubes, two blocks on the spoon’s surface, with a glossy, oily red sheen adorned with some Sichuan peppercorn powder and minced beef, and a few green garlic shoots slices, looked irresistibly enticing, begging to be devoured in one bite.
Who could withstand this?
The spoon in big brother’s hand meant he didn’t have to resist, his mouth opened wide, instantly eating the tofu cubes, the just-off-the-stove scorching heat making him exhale with "Sss ahh" sounds, but even so, the perfect taste and texture kept him from spitting the tofu out.
The sauce perfectly balanced formed an oily layer on the tofu surface, making it incredibly smooth once in the mouth. The concentrated essence of half a pot’s broth was intensely savory, exciting taste buds before even being chewed.
After a big "Sss ahh", the tofu had finally cooled down a bit. Big brother couldn’t wait to crush the tofu with his tongue.
With just this mouthful, Big Brother was left standing dumbfounded on the spot.
The homemade tender tofu was no match for the tongue tip, but its fine elasticity was also not to be ignored, the tongue easily sensed the tofu’s resistance.
The tofu crumbled, releasing an intense beany aroma mixed with the numbing, spicy, and garlic aromas, creating a more intense multilayered and rich fragrance. Yet these aromas were so pure and unobtrusive, bringing out the beany aroma even more.
The rich sauce combined with the tofu made each chew a perfect experience of every flavor on the tofu.
"Crunch" "Crunch"...
The fresh garlic shoots, just barely cooked through, with their crunchy texture and refreshing taste, made eating the tofu even more varied and distinctive.
Exhaling a gust of numbing aroma, Big Brother excitedly uttered one word.
"Awesome!"
Just one word and nothing more, not because he didn’t want to say more, but simply because his mouth was too busy to speak.
The harmony of the five flavors in Sichuan cuisine, the biggest trait is that the more you eat, the spicier it gets, the more aromatic it becomes, making it impossible to stop after one bite.
The distinct feature of the eight-in-one Mapo Tofu created by Wang Fan is even more pronounced.
The spoon in Big Brother’s hand moved rapidly, almost leaving afterimages, the tofu mixed with rice entered the mouth. After a few "Sss ahh" sounds along with the steamy breath, a few quick chews, he eagerly swallowed it down.
The stomach felt like it had opened a big sack ready to catch the incoming food, while the mouth acted like a rascal, just wanting to quickly taste the rest of the deliciousness on the plate. With the hand as an accomplice, the large serving of Mapo Tofu was disappearing before the naked eye.
He wasn’t the only one. The first ones who bought their meals performed this action unusually in unison, as if pre-arranged.
Those in line were incredibly surprised, they truly couldn’t fathom why these people were eating so absurdly, as if they’d never had a satisfying meal in years.
This Mapo Tofu just happened to be somewhat more aromatic than others, the numbing and spicy flavor stronger, the added minced beef more plentiful, and the tofu had a bouncier texture, looked more pleasing. Did that mean you had to devour it like starving devils reborn?
They didn’t understand, but they respected it, maybe they were really hungry.
If it were me, I would eat elegantly and leisurely, and besides, this tofu looks really hot, aren’t you afraid of scalding your mouth?
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