No, no, I also run a street food business. How can I not eat my own stuff and go eat someone else's?

No, no, absolutely not!

Summoning all his strength, Liu ManCang barely managed to turn his head back, and before he could speak, he felt a jab in his kidney.

Turning back, he saw it was his own wife.

Yin Cui nudged her husband and whispered, "Old Liu, our Steamed Buns still have a while before they're ready. I'm so hungry right now my stomach's sticking to my back. How about you go buy a pork hock to tide us over?"

Liu ManCang glanced at his wife's voluptuous figure, unable to figure out how this 'stomach sticking to back' came about.

But there's an old rule in the Liu family—whatever the wife says is always right, and if the wife is wrong, refer to the previous statement.

With the wife making the call, naturally, he had to comply!

Licking his lips, he said, "Honey, I see Brother Xiao Ma has some beef tendons in his bowl. That stuff is full of collagen, the best thing for beauty. How about I get you some as well?"

"Good for beauty?"

Upon hearing it was good for beauty, Yin Cui's eyes lit up, "Then we must get plenty of it. Day after day following you out in the wind and sun, suffering like this, I definitely need to replenish well."

"Got it, I'll head over now."

Liu ManCang, overjoyed, hurried over to Wang Fan's food truck, afraid his wife might change her mind if he was too slow.

Once at the food truck, Liu ManCang first carefully examined the prices on the board. After all, they were part of the tourism sector, and getting ripped off due to carelessness would be painful.

"Pork hock, 40 yuan per jin, 60 yuan each. Beef knuckle: 40 yuan per jin. Beef tendon: 60 yuan per jin."

Liu ManCang quietly read the board once, confirming the units were jin and not liang, only then did he feel relieved. If, like in the past, it cost hundreds with a single cut, he might have to resolve it with force.

"The prices are reasonable, affordable, not tarnishing our Great Northeast's reputation."

Liu ManCang nodded in satisfaction and said to Wang Fan, "Boss, give me one pork hock, half a jin of beef knuckle, and half a jin of beef tendon. Pack them in two separate portions, one more, and one less."

"Alright, please hold on."

Wang Fan agreed and began scooping meat. After taking the meat out, he placed it on the cutting board, first slicing some beef knuckle, then some beef tendon. Using a spoon, he pressed down on both foods until all the broth dripping from the bowls was drained before placing them on the scale.

This method made Liu ManCang very satisfied, thinking to himself that although this young boss was not very old, his way of handling things was very meticulous.

We spend so much money to buy your meat, not your broth. Shrewd people aren't liked.

With the straightforward nature of Northeasterners, Liu ManCang didn't hesitate to praise, "Young boss, not very old, but you do things with real class."

Wang Fan smiled, "Cheating on weight won't make you rich, so why do it? Want some chili?"

With a thumbs up gesture, Liu ManCang replied, "Add a bit of spice to the larger portion, and just a hint to the smaller one."

Wang Fan nodded and began ladling the pork hock.

The ladle was just a regular soup spoon. Wang Fan used the handle while using the spoon to cut into the pork hock, splitting it right in two. The soy-red hock skin gleamed with oil, with a translucent white fat layer underneath, emitting an enticing aroma. The innermost meat fibers were still steaming, seemingly narrating their freshness and deliciousness. The pork hock's skin, fat, and meat intertwined in layers, leaving Liu ManCang feeling overwhelmed just looking at it.

"No wonder Brother Xiao Ma eats so heartily, with pork hock like this, not gobbling it down would be a waste of something so precious!"

At this moment, Liu ManCang finally understood Brother Xiao Ma's breakfast behavior and gave him a mental thumbs up.

Wang Fan eventually poured a ladle of red broth into the lunch boxes before wrapping them up, placing the two packed meals on the counter.

Having paid, Liu ManCang left, gleefully holding the bag.

Having done business for so long, every vendor has their own measure; just from the hefty feel itself, Liu ManCang knew the scale was accurate.

"Honey, I'm back with the food, come eat."

Yin Cui put down her current task and sat on a chair, looking at the lunch box in front of her with anticipation.

Opening the lunchbox lid, the food arrangement had already lifted Yin Cui's spirits.

The pork hock's skin faced upward, its soy-red color pleasing to the eye. Next to it was the soft-looking beef knuckle, inviting one to suck its meat clean in a single bite. Then came a large strip of beef tendon coiled into a tight S shape, with two sides adorned with blanched little bok choy, appearing vibrant and fresh.

Two streaks of chili oil lay between the meats; upon opening the lunchbox, the scent of the chili oil mixed with the meat's aroma rushed into the nose, stimulating the appetite.

Liu ManCang took two spoons from their household pot, handed one to Yin Cui, and said, "Let me tell you, to eat this kind of meat you need to use a spoon to relish it. Watch me."

As he spoke, he took the one with more food from Yin Cui's portion over to himself and stabbed his metal spoon into the pork hock.

Scrape, scrape, scrape...

Liu ManCang's spoon kept scraping down the pork hock's skin, occasionally flipping up the rice underneath like turning soil in farming.

As he moved, the rice in the lunchbox started blending with the marinated meat, soon becoming tightly mixed together.

Using the spoon, a massive scoop of rice was lifted, brimming over, carrying meat skin, fibers, jiggle-fat, and beef tendon, guttered with marinade and shining with enticing oil, making even Yin Cui catch her breath at this overwhelming richness.

Wowza!

This bite might as well knock the soul right out!

Opening her mouth, she took in the spoonful, her tongue sweeping everything off it into her mouth.

The gelatinous meat skin and the QQ bouncy tendons became more aromatic the more she chewed, the crystal-clear jiggle-fat instantly melted upon entering, not greasy in the slightest, with the rice's fresh scent along with the chili oil's aroma, it was as if Yin Cui could truly see her soul floating...

Blissfully closing her eyes, she chewed in large bites, as the saliva merged with grains of rice, a sweet flavor further enriched the delicacy in her mouth.

Only after a long while, when the taste in her mouth faded a bit, did Yin Cui open her eyes.

Upon opening her eyes, she saw her man had another big spoonful ready, grinning foolishly at her like a simpleton.

"Honey, tasty?"

"Why don't you try it yourself to know if it's good?"

Blushing, Yin Cui snatched the spoon, "I'm not a child who needs feeding! You better eat up; we still have work after this, and it'll get cold if left any longer!"

Feeling embarrassed, Liu ManCang scratched his head before chuckling, then opened his portion and began eating.

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