Wang Fan hurriedly came out, sticking his head out for a look and was stunned.

The drizzle had turned into a pouring big bucket... oops, Zhuo Qianqian's influence again, torrential rain!

Wang Fan had never seen rain of this magnitude in all his years in Beijing.

Each raindrop was the size of a soybean, pounding down on the ground fiercely, splashing into little water flowers.

The raindrops were dense like arrows, quickly gathering into small streams on the ground, and the sky turned inky dark, pitch black.

Xishuangbanna has a tropical monsoon climate, with rain and dry seasons. It's not unusual for the rainy season to start in early to mid-April, even if it officially begins at the end of April.

Zhuo Qianqian grew up in the Great Border, where there's not much rain, so it was her first time seeing rain of this intensity, and she was exclaiming like a carefree child.

"Boss, boss, look at this rain, wow, it's so heavy! I've never seen rain this big before." 

Wang Fan replied helplessly, "Shouldn't you be worried about the rain right now? Shouldn't you be concerned that we are now two single people alone in a room?"

Zhuo Qianqian patted Wang Fan on the shoulder, "Don't worry, boss, I'm not going to do anything to you, you can rest assured."

Wang Fan couldn't tell if this girl was really dumb or genuinely carefree. Did I mean you would do something to me?

But soon, he cast aside these distracting thoughts.

Wang Fan pressed the light switch of the camper van, and instantly, the bright lights illuminated the entire space, dispersing part of the darkness around the camper.

Under the light, raindrops fell like silver threads, colliding with the metal shell of the camper, making a crisp sound.

They bounced up, creating splashes as if nature was orchestrating a symphony.

Rain trickled down the windows, forming streaks that blurred the outside world, giving Wang Fan a mysterious and elusive feeling.

The camper's interior lighting was warm and soft, creating a cozy atmosphere.

Wang Fan sat quietly on the sofa, gazing at the rainy curtain outside, his mind gradually drifting away.

Despite the loud sound of the raindrops, it strangely gave him a feeling of complete silence. At this moment, he felt a sense of harmony with nature, as if all his worries were washed away by the rain, leaving his heart calm and serene.

At such times, he felt unusually clear-headed, as if all the recipes automatically formed cooking images in his mind.

Just as he was about to exhibit his skills in his imaginary world, an untimely voice interrupted him.

"Uh... boss, I'm a little hungry, is there anything to eat?"

Zhuo Qianqian said to Wang Fan softly and embarrassedly.

Earlier, she had eaten around ten chicken wings and three big drumsticks, and after being busy for half the day, she digested them long ago, after all, she's at the age of growing!

Wang Fan sighed, the tranquility he had moments ago was gone, looking at the poor expression of the instigator, Wang Fan restrained the urge to give her a kick off the van, "Wait! How did I end up with such a big living treasure like you!"

"Hehehe..."

Zhuo Qianqian shrank her neck, like a little quail.

There were always ingredients stored in the camper. Staring at the incessant rain outside, Wang Fan also suddenly had an appetite, and then he thought of what to eat.

Hotpot, it must be hotpot.

The camper was fully equipped for cooking. Placing the induction cooker on the table, after pouring purified water into the pot, Wang Fan added several ingredients that served as both herbs and spices.

Among them were Five-fingered Peach, cousin to the Six-fingered Piano Demon, along with lilies, angelica, codonopsis, goji berries, red dates, figs, etc. This broth base was a Guangfu hotpot he recently learned by himself, and today was the perfect time to experiment.

Taking advantage of the heating process, he began washing the vegetables.

Lettuce, shiitake mushrooms, bok choy, romaine lettuce – all were freshly delivered from the picking garden this morning. Since Wang Fan started living in the camper, he often researched various recipes, so these ingredients were essential.

As Wang Fan magically pulled out one ingredient after another, Zhuo Qianqian's eyes were about to sparkle with light.

This wasn't just finding a boss, it was essentially finding a Doraemon!

"Boss, is there anything I can help with?"

Zhuo Qianqian felt she couldn't just eat for free; she had to do something too.

Wang Fan ruthlessly said, "Just go easy on eating in a bit."

Zhuo Qianqian's head shook like a rattle, "No way, no way, eating less would be disrespectful to the boss. I must eat until I'm full; not being able to stand indicates I haven't finished!"

Wang Fan moved quickly, with plate after plate of vibrant green vegetables laid out, making anyone watching feel hungry.

After boiling the water for five minutes, a rich aroma of herbs spread out.

Taking out the sliced chicken, Wang Fan promptly put them into the pot.

The reddish chicken pieces quickly turned white in the pot. After skimming off the scum that floated up, once the water boiled again, Wang Fan covered the pot and turned off the heat.

Zhuo Qianqian sat obediently at the table, her eyes almost shining green while staring at the hotpot.

The rich aroma of chicken mixed with the scent of herbs had already enticed her taste buds to her throat.

After ten minutes, Wang Fan lifted the lid again, and an incredibly rich fragrance wafted out.

This cooking method in Guangfu is called "soaked chicken," with no relation whatsoever to Attack on Titan.

Wang Fan picked up some ginger and scallion paste, poured a little into a bowl, and then used chopsticks to take a piece of chicken out. The tender white chicken, with its yellow skin emitting a rich aroma, still had a slight blood tinge on the bone.

He dipped the chicken evenly into the ginger and scallion paste and then put it in his mouth.

It was Wang Fan's first time trying to make soaked chicken, but the taste was beyond what he imagined.

Because, in the soup base, there were only herbs, with no MSG or seasonings whatsoever, and the dip contained only scallion, ginger, oil, and salt, but even just like this, the chicken was extraordinarily delicious.

Moreover, the soft and tender texture was unlike the braised chicken he previously made; it wasn't a matter of which was better, but rather each had its own merits.

"Go on, eat."

Zhuo Qianqian was long impatient, and upon hearing Wang Fan's words, her chopsticks immediately locked onto a piece of drumstick meat.

The blood streaks on the drumstick bone didn't affect her in the slightest. Like Wang Fan, she dipped it into the sauce and popped the whole piece into her mouth.

"Delicious!"

The chicken absorbed the broth's richness and the essence of the herbs. Zhuo Qianqian felt that with each bite, she could taste the crispy yet not greasy chicken skin and the tender chicken meat, with the rich flavor spreading in her mouth.

That faint herb fragrance was just right, neither too overpowering nor too subtle, perfectly masking the chicken's gamy taste and highlighting the deliciousness of the meat.

"It's really so delicious!"

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