Free Web NovelChapter 709: Chapter 622: Simply Eating Some Noodles
"Would you like to work at my palace? Or I can fund you to open a top-tier restaurant where you’d be the owner and head chef, as long as you always have a spot for me."
Prince Matt, having eaten to his heart’s content, saw Wang Fan busy cleaning up and couldn’t wait to come over and start poaching him.
Wang Fan declined, saying, "Thanks for your kind offer, but there’s no need. I still feel it’s better to stay in my own country."
"Don’t be quick to refuse. I have other conditions too."
Prince Matt persisted, "I can let you directly join our nationality. In our country, you can marry four wives. I can introduce many supermodels and actresses to you."
After speaking, he somewhat sleazily raised his eyebrows.
While marrying four wives requires some financial standing, as a friend, money is the least of the issues. And if he agrees to join, any restaurant that opens will definitely make a fortune daily, no need to worry about making money.
As for those actresses and models, with Wang Fan’s culinary skills, winning their hearts might be tricky, but capturing their stomachs is incredibly easy.
Prince Matt was not one to make empty promises.
This offer was good enough that most people would feel tempted, but Wang Fan didn’t feel a thing.
It’s not that he doesn’t believe; some people always keep their promises, and Prince Matt was one of them, yet he was not moved at all.
"Sorry, I’m not interested in any of that. Whenever you want to enjoy Huaxia cuisine, you’re welcome to come to Huaxia anytime. As long as you can find me, I’ll surely cook for you."
Am I supposed to research how to make lizard sashimi in your culinary desert?
Besides, I prefer traveling and hiking now; apart from deserts and cacti, what can I see in your place? It’s not like we don’t have deserts here.
Without giving Prince Matt more chances, Wang Fan packed up and left. After all, he had something very interesting to do today.
In Guangdong, Fujian, Hong Kong and Macau, a certain condiment is very popular.
Originating from Southeast Asia, it later spread to Chaoshan, becoming popular in Fujian, Guangdong, and other regions as a mixed condiment.
Light brown and pasty, it has a unique composite aroma of peanuts, onions, and garlic, along with a seafood scent and a rich umami and salty taste. There are many dishes made with this condiment.
Sand Tea Chicken, Sand Tea Duck, Sand Tea Seafood Noodles, Sand Tea Beef, Sand Tea Hotpot...
Today, Wang Fan plans to whip up this condiment.
He hadn’t made it before because he lacked a key ingredient. Today, what Shen Teng sent him has arrived, and he can’t wait any longer.
With three quick moves, he opened the package. Inside was a nearly one-meter-tall box, and opening it unleashed a rich, fresh fish aroma.
Ground Fish Dry, which is dried and roasted flounder. Unlike regular salted dry fish, it has no fishy smell but rather a delicious flavor mixed with a hint of roast. This is the soul ingredient for Wang Fan’s homemade sand tea sauce.
Wang Fan took out two to play in his hand, each roughly the size of a basketball, flat and round, with slightly black edges and a golden yellow center, feeling light in hand.
Just seeing the Ground Fish Dry makes one know the production environment is excellent, even the corners and crevices of the fish body are dust-free.
Putting down the fish, he directly dialed Shen Teng, "Received the goods, can tell the quality is great. Go ahead and collect the money."
On the other end, Shen Teng sounded a bit tired, "Talking money hurts friendships, doesn’t it? It’s not even valuable, just a hassle. How about this, Wang Fan, once you finish the sand tea sauce, send me a few barrels. Cooking noodles with it must be delicious."
Wang Fan didn’t insist, "Alright, I’ll make it tonight and send it to you tomorrow."
Shen Teng chuckled, "Then our family can feast once more. Received the braised goods you sent over. Wow, if I hadn’t found a few chicken claw bones, I wouldn’t even know you sent us so much braised stuff, all snatched up by my parents."
Wang Fan laughed, "Looks like I didn’t send enough, I’ll send more when I make something else."
"Great, my parents now rely on your garlic dipping sauce all day long. They add it to everything they eat. When your sand tea sauce arrives, they can change things up a bit."
After finishing, Shen Teng suddenly got serious, "By the way, Wang Fan, ever considered expanding your garlic chili sauce and sand tea sauce business? The market for such condiments is huge, with your skills and our funding, it wouldn’t be hard to make it big. Then you could easily rake in cash daily."
Wang Fan doesn’t understand business much, but he knows how successful Lao Gan Ma once was.
"I know the market is big, but I’m really not interested in dealing with business matters. Just thinking about it makes me tired."
Shen Teng laughed heartily, "You can just provide the skills and let me handle the company operations. Then you just take the dividends."
He wasn’t saying this casually; the garlic chili sauce Wang Fan made was extremely tasty, just looking at his parents’ eating habits made this clear. He wasn’t exaggerating at all in his proposal to Wang Fan.
The parents, claiming to have tasted all kinds of delicacies, now can’t eat anything without a bottle of prized spicy sauce. There’s never a moment they grow tired of it.
