Home Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country Chapter 696 - 615: Crab-Stuffed Oranges So Delicious Even Tycoons Can’t Resist (Part 2)

Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country

Chapter 696 - 615: Crab-Stuffed Oranges So Delicious Even Tycoons Can’t Resist (Part 2)
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Chapter 696: Chapter 615: Crab-Stuffed Oranges So Delicious Even Tycoons Can’t Resist (Part 2)

Waiting is always the hardest part, especially when the aroma gets stronger as time passes—that truly tests the limits of your patience.

It’s understandable that some foreigners might not be accustomed to many traditional Chinese dishes. After all, even people from Huaxia might find it hard to stomach certain regional specialties from other provinces. However, a dessert-like dish such as this doesn’t fall into that category.

There are always some delicacies that can transcend provinces, races, and borders.

"Ding."

A melodious chime sounded from the device, like a signal that set everyone in line abuzz with excitement.

"Alright, alright!"

"Hurry up and start selling, my taste buds are already desperate!"

"This must be the legendary Crab-Stuffed Oranges, right?"

"It should be. I once saw it while traveling around West Lake. It was over a hundred bucks each, so I couldn’t bear to order it. I wonder how much Boss Wang is selling it for."

"No matter the price, I’ve got to have it. The food Boss Wang makes isn’t like opening a blind box. What he sells is always worth the money."

Among those in line were some workers from a domestic military enterprise; they knew more about Wang Fan.

Wang Fan had already displayed the menu, and the price of 35 yuan each left them pleasantly surprised.

"35! That’s the same price as a cold lunchbox from the canteen, much more worthwhile than those boxed meals."

"There’s really no comparison; they’re just not on the same level."

"I honestly didn’t expect this price. I don’t even have to grit my teeth to buy it; I must get two, one to eat and one to savor."

Though 35 yuan isn’t exactly cheap, considering the fresh hairy crabs coupled with the culinary skill of the ultimate outdoor gourmet boss, it’s incredibly cheap—in essence, like getting it for free.

Of course, Wang Fan wasn’t giving it away for free. Although this hairy crab doesn’t yield much meat, the addition of those vegetables reduced the overall cost of his Crab-Stuffed Oranges significantly. Selling at this price, he could still make a small profit.

"PENGUIN PAYMENT RECEIVED: ONE MILLION YUAN."

Prince Matt quickly took out his phone to pay. As soon as he landed, with Liu Feng’s help, he linked his bank account, so he had no problem using mobile payments himself.

It’s just the amount he paid was quite off.

Hurriedly, Wang Fan said, "You don’t need to pay that much, it’s just 35 yuan each. With ten of you, that’s only 350 yuan, I’ll refund you the extra."

Prince Matt nonchalantly replied, "Yah-hah, don’t sweat the details. I don’t usually input amounts with less than six zeros. Besides, don’t refund it; we’ve decided to settle our meals here this week. Paying once saves the hassle of multiple transactions. If it’s not enough, let me know. For now, just quickly give me my dish, I can’t wait any longer!"

Wang Fan wanted to say more, but Liu Feng shook his head at him, "Boss Wang, just take it. They’ve come from afar; it’s their custom, you need to respect it."

Is this really a custom to uphold?

Wang Fan silently looked at Prince Matt’s group, seeing they didn’t care in the slightest. He could only marvel at their carefree spending.

Yet it made sense; to them, money probably was just a number—just a matter of drilling more oil wells.

Reluctantly, Wang Fan took ten from the steaming tray for Prince Matt’s group. The aroma was so enticingly close, it mesmerized Prince Matt, making him forget about his usual choice for the largest serving.

The Crab-Stuffed Oranges were steamed in white porcelain bowls, which cooled down quickly, so they didn’t feel hot to hold. Prince Matt’s group soon found a place to sit and began their pre-meal prayer.

After their prayer, they could hardly wait to lift the lids off the orange bowls.

"Wow!"

As the lids were lifted, what lay before them drew irresistible admiration.

Wang Fan’s Crab-Stuffed Oranges had no color-changing seasonings added. The bright colors of orange-red carrots, golden orange juice pieces, pale gold mashed potatoes, and white bamboo shoots strands mingled with the hairy crab’s roe and meat, presenting a brightly fresh look.

Plus, after steaming, each ingredient became softer and coated with a juice, looking even more succulent.

The taste must be unbelievably flavorful!

Traditionally, affluent men eat with their hands, seen as manly, but in certain situations, they use utensils, often their finest collectibles.

Prince Matt drew a golden spoon from his coat, its intricate antique pattern suggesting a long history, but now merely served as a dining tool.

Gently gliding the spoon into the orange, he scooped out a generous serving of true and imitation crab meat and roe.

Bringing it close, Prince Matt involuntarily swallowed again.

The golden-orange flesh, crab meat, and various ingredients visually complemented each other, crafting an alluring feast for the eyes, akin to exquisite artwork.

Drawing near, a faint fruity aroma mixed with rich crab flavors reached his senses, directly resonating with the soul, making it utterly irresistible.

What is there to hesitate for?

With a swift motion, the spoon was in, and with a single mouthful came the entire loaded spoon of Crab-Stuffed Orange.

In a singular instant, Prince Matt’s eyes widened immensely.

What on earth is this flavor!

This spoonful of Crab-Stuffed Orange was exceptionally juicy—even before chewing, its abundant juices became apparent, with a refreshingly sweet taste and a hint of acidity, yet this didn’t hurt the flavor. Instead, it spurred a ravenous appetite.

Savoring it, each nuance unfolded: tender and delicate textures twirled within, the tongue discerned each ingredient’s form. With every bite, as the ingredients compressed, even more scrumptious flavors burst forth.

Particularly the soft and stringy texture just pushed taste buds to their limits.

Fresh, flavorful, rich, and sweet—with a multitude of tastes constantly shifting, its layers distinct and flavors diverse, Prince Matt couldn’t help but roll his eyes in bliss.

"Oh my God! This is a divine creation!"

"Art, this isn’t food—it is art!"

"Oh, this is simply amazing!"

Their affluent group naturally drew attention, at least Guo Shuhan and Borg couldn’t stop watching them.

The sight of their eating made the two harbor a pressing question.

"Is this really the world’s richest group supposedly?"

Surely the wealthiest globally have indulged until they’re sick of the best, but looking at their ravenous demeanor, it seems otherwise.

Oh, they’re eating so zealously they’re rolling their eyes!

Guo Shuhan felt a strong urge to approach them and ask if they were hired to impersonate the affluent. Honestly, their acting was convincingly good.

Borg also found it mind-boggling, despite the arid and resource-scarce backgrounds their families had, their wealth allowed unlimited purchases, yet here they were, behaving barely better than famine-stricken refugees.

Ha! Their eating mannerisms were like those of novices—merely some orange flesh made them this impatient. Sure looks like they haven’t tasted much of worth.

Borg’s eyes brimmed with disdain and pride.

Comparing it to our robust nation’s cuisine, your affluent family’s meals are mediocre. Watch as I unemotionally finish this little piece of orange.

The two ran through their line briskly, putting them quite near the front, giving them their turn soon.

Borg paid for two portions readily, and the two carried their bowls towards a spot conveniently nearby the affluent group.

Seated, Borg peeled off the orange skins directly—he wanted to showcase what true grandeur is.

Guo Shuhan wasn’t in a rush to eat, pulling out her phone instead to snap incessant shots of the Crab-Stuffed Orange, finally stopping after thirty or forty pictures.

Knowing her friends from the night shift would be enviously drooling over these later filled her with smug satisfaction.

Time to eat!

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