met free Chapter 329 So Fresh It Made My Eyebrows Fall Off
Chapter 329 So Fresh It Made My Eyebrows Fall Off
Yuan Bao picked one up, gently broke it open, and the skin covering the trotter, rich in collagen, separated easily, revealing the tender, fall-off-the-bone lean meat underneath, trembling slightly, with rich braising sauce flowing down his fingers.
She took a bite of the skin; it was chewy, soft, and full of collagen.
Take another bite of the meat, and it's tender and flavorful, with a savory aroma and a hint of sweetness. The spices have fully permeated the meat, creating a rich and complex flavor profile that's neither greasy nor dry.
She glanced subconsciously at Xiao 9, who was squatting quietly in the shadow of the table leg, seemingly uninterested in the braised food.
My lady, the braising liquid is a aged broth, rich in amino acids and flavor compounds.
The pork hock is made from high-quality foreleg, stewed for more than four hours, resulting in a collagen conversion rate of 98.3% and perfect tenderness of the meat fibers.
The spices are perfectly balanced, achieving the golden ratio of salty to sweet.
Xiao 9's "Braised Food Analysis Report" is as professional as ever, with a touch of "academic flair".
"Oh my god! This is so delicious!" Aunt Ping ate without any regard for her image, her mouth glistening with oil. "The skin is so chewy! The meat melts in your mouth! The braising sauce is amazing! Boss, two more to go! We'll eat them on the way!"
Xiao Zhi was happily gnawing on a pork hock bigger than his fist, nodding repeatedly, "Mmm! It's even better than braised pork!"
Aunt Yuan and her aunt were more refined, carefully picking up the meat with chopsticks to eat.
"It's really well braised, the flavor has penetrated it, and the cooking time is just right, so the elderly can chew it."
"This braised tofu is soaked in the broth and tastes delicious."
Baoguo devoured the large pork hock in a flash, leaving only bones: "That was satisfying! This trip to Guizhou was definitely worthwhile! Pingping, give me another one!"
Little Leyi held her little bowl, which contained small pieces of pork hock and a small piece of braised tofu that Aunt Ping had torn into small pieces for her. Her little mouth was greasy from eating, and she swung her little feet contentedly.
The family sat by the stone-paved road in the ancient town, basking in the warm sun, munching on the fragrant Zhuangyuan trotters, watching the tourists come and go, listening to the shouts of the shopkeepers, and feeling the unique old-fashioned atmosphere of Qingyan.
Little 9 sat down in a corner of the table, slowly licking his paws. Yuan Bao handed him two champion's trotters to gnaw on.
Carrying the aroma of braised food and the lingering taste of Qingyan's ancient charm, the "Food Express" embarks on its journey once again.
The journey continued, and the mountains became increasingly majestic and precipitous. Highways wound through the high mountains and deep valleys, bridges spanned the mountains, and tunnels stretched far and wide, truly giving us a taste of the "difficulty of the Shu Road."
The scenery outside the window gradually changed from the lush greenery of Guizhou to the more majestic and desolate colors unique to the edge of the Sichuan Basin.
"Wow! What a long bridge! Is there a river below? It's so deep!" Xiao Zhi exclaimed in amazement as he looked out the window at the giant bridge spanning the deep valley.
“It’s the Wujiang River, a tributary of the Yangtze River,” Bao Guo explained, his expression focused. “We’ve entered Sichuan. The mountains are high and the roads are treacherous, so hold on tight.”
Aunt Ping looked at the "Sichuan Border" road sign flashing past the window and excitedly waved the snack bag in her hand: "Sichuan! Leshan! Braised Beef with Pork Knuckle! Sweet Skin Duck! Tofu Pudding! Bobo Chicken! Here I come!" Her speed in reciting the dishes was comparable to a rapid-fire tongue twister, which made everyone laugh.
Looking at the treacherous mountain road, Aunt Yuan instructed, "Baoguo, drive slowly, safety first. We can't miss the delicious food in Leshan."
My aunt exclaimed, "The journey here has been amazing, with its mountains and rivers, local customs, and so many delicious foods. It's truly an eye-opening experience!"
Yuan Bao held Xiao Leyi, who was a little nervous from the bumpy mountain road and clung tightly to her arm, while gazing out at the rolling mountains.
She knew that the ultimate goal was just ahead. She gently stroked Little 9, who was curled up on her lap and seemed to have slightly perked up its ears as it entered new territory.
My lord, we have entered Leshan City, Sichuan Province.
The altitude continues to decrease. Climate monitoring: Leshan City is sunny today, with temperatures ranging from 28 to 32 degrees Celsius and moderate humidity.
The route is clear, and we expect to arrive at the reserved RV campsite in downtown Leshan in 1 hour and 15 minutes.
We have selected the top 10 restaurants in Leshan's core food area (Zhanggongqiao, Jiaxing Road, and near the Education Institute) based on real-time popularity and reviews. Recommendations include: 'Feng San Niang' for braised beef, 'Zhao Ya Zi' (main branch) for sweet-skinned duck, 'Jiu Jiu Doufu Nao' for tofu pudding, and 'Ye Po Po' for 'Bo Bo Chicken'...
Xiao Jiu's information flow poured in like a waterfall, carrying the excitement of reaching the destination (if the AI had emotions).
“Pingping,” Yuan Bao interrupted her cousin, who was still reciting the names of the dishes, with a smile, “Stop reading, your mouth is watering.”
"Little 9...uh, I checked, when we get to Leshan, we'll settle down near Zhanggongqiao Food Street first. There are tons of restaurants there, like Feng San Niang's Braised Beef and Zhao Ya Zi's Sweet Skin Duck, they're all within walking distance."
"Long live Sister Bao! Long live Little Nine!" Aunt Ping cheered excitedly. "Did you hear that, Brother Baoguo? Heading to Zhanggong Bridge, full speed ahead! For the sake of Qiaojiao Beef!"
"Roger that! The culinary charge is underway!" Bao Guo smiled and stepped on the gas, steadily driving the massive RV down the slope towards the depths of the basin, towards Leshan, a culinary paradise filled with the aroma of spicy and fresh flavors and embodying the essence of Sichuan cuisine.
Outside the car window, the warm sunlight of the Sichuan Basin shone through the clouds, as if welcoming the family of diners who had traveled all this way just for a delicious meal.
The atmosphere inside the car reached its peak, filled with boundless anticipation for the ultimate culinary feast.
Even Little 9 seemed to straighten its round body, its bright black eyes gazing ahead, as if silently declaring: [Leshan, the Ultimate Gourmet Agreement, activated!]
The "Food Express" RV smoothly drove into the "Sanjianghui" RV campsite, located in the center of Leshan City, next to Zhanggongqiao Food Street.
The campsite is well-equipped and shaded by trees. More importantly, it's less than a ten-minute walk to immerse yourself in the ocean of delicious food that Aunt Ping longs for and that makes Xiao 9's database boil with excitement!
As soon as they settled in, Aunt Ping couldn't wait to raise her arms and shout, "Brothers and sisters! The Leshan food spree begins now! Target—Zhanggong Bridge!"
Her enthusiasm instantly ignited everyone's enthusiasm, even Aunt Yuan and her aunt quickened their pace with smiles.
Zhanggongqiao Food Street truly lives up to its reputation.
As dusk falls and the streetlights come on, the entire street comes alive with bustling activity, the aromas mingling and colliding to create a dizzyingly alluring atmosphere.
Spicy and savory, rich and mellow braised flavors, sweet and fragrant aromas... all sorts of flavors rush into your nostrils, stimulating your taste buds.
First stop: Feng San Niang's Braised Beef
Following the "strategy" (actually Xiao 9's precise recommendation), they headed straight for "Feng San Niang".
The restaurant is small, but it was packed with people, with huge pots of milky white, fragrant beef bone broth bubbling inside.
"Boss, a big pot, please! Beef, offal, tripe, tendon, tongue... all of it! And some cabbage and glass noodles too!" Aunt Ping ordered the food with practiced ease.
A steaming pot of soup is served, its milky white broth glistening with oil, containing perfectly stewed offal and tender slices of beef.
Each person has a small dish of specially made dried chili powder in front of them (which can be diluted with soup to make a dipping sauce).
"Drink the soup first! The soup will help digest your food!" Auntie reminded her.
Everyone scooped up a spoonful of clear soup, blew on it to cool it down, and then put it in their mouths.
Instantly, an indescribable sweetness spread through my mouth, rich yet not greasy, with a complex aroma of beef bone and medicinal herbs (mainly angelica, cardamom, etc.), warm and comforting, soothing from my throat all the way to my stomach.
"Wow! This soup! It's so delicious!" Xiao Zhi (11 years old)'s eyes lit up.
"It's so fresh it'll make your eyebrows fall off!" Yuan's mother exclaimed.