"Barbecues mostly use charcoal, which can be roughly divided into three types: natural wood charcoal, manufactured charcoal, and industrial coke. Natural wood charcoal is further divided into fruit wood and miscellaneous wood. Fruit wood includes hard materials like pear, apple, lychee, and hawthorn, which make the barbecue taste better, while miscellaneous wood includes poplar, locust, pine, and other softwoods, which generally produce an average taste."

"Charcoal has a high calorific value, with grilling temperatures reaching about 600-1000°C. It can heat up quickly, making the BBQ more rapid and retaining a fresh, juicy texture. The smoke flavor from burning can add a unique aroma and taste to the barbecue. However, due to impurities in charcoal during grilling, it might attach to the meat skewers, so it is not advisable to consume excessively."

"Electric grills, due to previous technological limitations, only reached maximum temperatures of around 200 degrees. The grilling speed was slow, causing the moisture and fats of the meat to seep out, affecting the taste and texture... "

Wang Fan nods while reading, no wonder he finds the charcoal grill produces tenderer and tastier results; it turns out the temperature wasn't up to par.

Well, his system's electric grill has a maximum temperature of 1500 degrees, so naturally, it doesn't have these problems.

Wang Fan was so absorbed in studying that he lost track of time, learning within the sea of knowledge without feeling fatigued at all.

He felt barely any time had passed when the automatic driving system alerted him that they had arrived at the destination!

Winter isn't the peak season for tourism at Mount Tai, and there were only a few scattered cars parked at Mount Tai's parking lot now.

Seeing this scene, Wang Fan felt a chill in his gut, even sucking in a breath of cold air unwittingly.

Just the two of us... Who am I going to sell my skewers to?

"I'm making money, I'm making money, and I don't even know how to spend it; I'm holding Nokia in my left hand and Motorola in my right hand..."

Just then, Wang Fan's phone suddenly rang, and he casually picked it up and said, "Hello, who is this?"

A cheerful voice was on the other end of the line: "Hello, is this Mr. Wang Fan from Wang's Braised Pork? I'm Kong Weide from the Lu Dong Tourism Bureau."

Wang Fan was taken aback; what would the Lu Dong Tourism Bureau want with him?

"Hello, what can I do for you?"

Kong Weide chuckled: "If I may ask, have you arrived in Lu Dong now?"

"Just arrived, currently at Mount Tai."

"Mount Tai?"

Kong Weide was stunned; how did he end up there? Surely he wasn't planning to sell things at Mount Tai?

"Are you planning to set up a stall at Mount Tai?"

"Yes."

"Hiss..."

Kong Weide took a sharp breath; what kind of person does business on Mount Tai during the dead of winter?

This time at Mount Tai is truly the off-season of all off-seasons; it's like an off-season fighter jet. Are you not planning to make money?

"Well... Mr. Wang, maybe you're not familiar with Mount Tai. During this time, almost no one climbs Mount Tai."

Kong Weide kindly reminded him.

Wang Fan felt a pang in his heart, but the system's task was here, and he had to brace himself and say, "No worries, I'm just here. Is there a reason you're calling?"

Kong Weide said: "Actually, we have a somewhat reckless request because Mr. Wang, you have a high popularity on the internet, and now you're setting up a stall in our Lu Dong, so we wanted to ask whether, while making a promotional video, we could mention your situation? Of course, you won't be doing it for free; we can sign a cooperation agreement, similar to paying advertising fees."

A question mark floated above Wang Fan's head; when did he become a celebrity, or what? How did it come to advertising fees? Could it be a scam?

"It's hard to explain on the phone; if it's convenient for you, Mr. Wang, I can come over now for a detailed chat."

"Alright, I plan to climb Mount Tai now; let's talk at the summit."

After speaking, Wang Fan hung up the phone. He did feel eager to try climbing Mount Tai, and while he's at it, he could check out the setup of his shop at the summit.

They say Mount Tai can cure anyone with a hard mouth, but Wang Fan thinks his mouth isn't hard, though his legs are very stiff.

Start climbing!

Along the steps of Mount Tai, Wang Fan climbed all the way up, mesmerized by the snow scenery on both sides.

It's the same snow scenery, but the snow scene of Mount Tai is very different from what he saw in Harbin.

The entire Mount Tai peak is covered by snow except for the steps; the silver-clad scenery looks like a giant ice cream cone.

The trees beside the steps were also covered in snow, with some slender ones even bending under the weight. Occasionally, there would be a "crunch" sound, and broken branches and snow would scatter on the ground.

As he climbed higher, the mountain wind occasionally blew in, lifting the snow off the branches into the air, drifting in the mountains like the mist in a fairyland.

Wang Fan felt his eyes could no longer take it all in.

If he used a poem to describe it, he decided "ten thousand trees and forests bloom like pear flowers" would be very fitting.

"Hoo, hoo..."

Wang Fan felt a bit out of breath, and his legs started shaking.

Although his physical condition is good, climbing is clearly a skill he lacks experience in.

Looking up at the summit, which seemed unchanged in distance, Wang Fan felt he had been hasty and had spoken too loudly at the start...

One hour... Two hours... Three hours...

Wang Fan's legs were already trembling continuously, each lift requiring all his strength.

But his inherent stubbornness kicked in, and he had to climb to the top even if it meant crawling.

Five hours... Six hours...

"I can't believe it, I finally made it!"

Reaching the last step, Wang Fan's knees buckled, and he sat down on the ground, his legs shaking like sieves.

"Hello, you must be Mr. Wang Fan?"

Still panting, he heard someone speak, turned around, and saw a calm-looking man in his thirties.

"I am, are you Mr. Kong?"

Kong Weide smiled and extended his hand: "Mr. Wang, you'd better get up. Let me support you for a walk; it's easy to get cold and sick if you stay here."

Wang Fan obediently grabbed Kong Weide's hand and stood up, slowly moving with Kong Weide's support.

Instinctively, Wang Fan led Kong Weide in a certain direction. Soon, they saw a small shop of dozens of square meters with a Wang's Barbecue sign hanging above it.

Kong Weide also saw the sign and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Mr. Wang to be so swift; he's already rented a shop and even hung the sign."

Wang Fan smiled without saying much; he couldn't explain this supernatural speed, the more said, the more complicated it became.

"Are you planning to sell skewers?"

Wang Fan nodded.

Kong Weide began to ponder.

When barbecuing, lamb is usually a must; actually, Lu Dong could be considered a major sheep-producing province, not as much as Meng Province or Jiang Province, but still ranked top five.

Such barbecue shops could be highly replicable; could we take this opportunity to focus on people's livelihoods as well?

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