At this moment, many netizens on Weibo were also discussing passionately.

"Oh my, this is killing me, in a month after quitting, the elephant gained twenty pounds on average. How much can Yue Yue eat?"

"Even the elephant is crying, how much food did Yue Yue usually take away from the elephant? Hahaha."

"It has to be Sun Yunpeng and Yue Yue, I watched their comedy tonight and laughed a lot. What was that before? It wasn't even as entertaining as playing a game of landlords."

"I'm more curious about what Sun Yunpeng said about the steamed bun he bought after earning big bucks."

"Hmm? Isn't that just a burden?"

"Haha, you don't get it, do you? Although it's a burden, there's a lot to it."

"There's more to it? Tell us quickly, brother, I love hearing gossip. This is more interesting than that skit."

"This matter starts with Sun Yunpeng singing on the Fifth Ring. Because he sang for too long, he got oxygen depleted, and suddenly a steamed bun flew over and almost choked him to death..."

"Get lost, don't speak nonsense if you don't know. It was because Sun Yunpeng had low blood sugar, and he got sick on the highway. Luckily, a guy selling steamed buns gave him a bag of buns and saved him. Later, Lao Guo specially brought Sun Yunpeng to thank the guy. The guy didn't mind at all, didn't even accept a gift. Everyone knows Sun Yunpeng is someone who repays kindness, so in the later performance, he made up this story to give the guy some fame. The guy turned out to be a tough one, he doesn't stay in one place at all."

"That's right, I even went to Tiantongyuan to find the owner. By chance, I really came across him. You can't believe how delicious his buns are. The best I've ever had in my life. Oh my, as soon as that owner set up, a large group of elderly people rushed out. Regardless of how much the buns cost, one hundred here, two hundred there. Outsiders would think there was a supermarket egg sale."

"Maybe you haven't had enough? Come and try buns in our Yuhang, guarantee you'll enjoy it."

"Above me, I'm from Yuhang. Not that I'm demoralizing our own, but those buns by the owner are truly delicious, can beat more than 90% of bun shops in Yuhang. As a native Yuhang person, those buns completely won me over. The skin is soft, chewy, and the filling is tender and juicy. Especially the crab roe bun, it's downright superb. I'll just say I've never had such fresh crab roe bun in Yuhang."

"Is he still selling buns now? Just talking about it makes me want to go try them."

"No way, that guy started selling rice rolls, then switched to selling buns. Recently, who knows where he's gone. I'm almost posting a missing person ad to find him."

"Hehe, you guys don't know, do you? The owner has reappeared, right across Harbin Ice and Snow World on the snack street. A few days ago, during Di Renjie's live stream, he visited that guy's store. However, the guy has switched to selling braised meat. Di Renjie gave a 5-star rating, I happened to be playing in Harbin that time, and oh my, just thinking of that pork knuckle makes my mouth water."

"I truly suggest everyone take a trip to Harbin if you have the time. They genuinely treat tourists well. The day I went, I was ripped off by a heartless owner. Within five minutes, the market management bureau arrived, gave the owner the maximum fine, and compensated me with a lot of stuff."

"Exactly, there's the phoenix show and fireworks show, haha I'm right in Harbin now and haven't gone home."

"Ha, as a Harbin native, I've never seen any phoenix since birth! Erbin, you make me feel like a stranger! That's only because Songhua River isn't connected to the sea, otherwise would you borrow the Liaoning Aircraft Carrier as well?! But still, warmly welcome folks from the South to visit, let our coarse grains take a look at how you refined folks talk. Those tigress women... they're fierce..."

Wang Fan rubbed his chin, was he getting famous?

But actually, whether he got famous or not didn't matter. What he firmly believed was, as long as his food tasted good, he wouldn't have to worry about selling it no matter where he went.

At this time, Second Uncle suddenly stood up, walked to the kitchen and pulled out the beef tendons which had cooled down, took out two pieces, sliced them, put them on a plate, and carried them back to the living room.

"It's done. Try and see how it tastes."

Seeing Second Uncle like this, Wang Fan felt very gratified. The previous military career made Second Uncle have a strong sense of timing, which was perfect for braised meat, where timing is crucial.

Wang Fan picked up a piece of beef tendon, which appeared soft and chewy just like the ones he made.

Tasted it, and the texture and flavor almost had no difference, that tiny difference would probably be noticed only by the top culinary connoisseur.

Wang Fan smiled and said, "Second Uncle, taste it yourself. I feel it's identical to what I make."

"No need for consolation, right? You sure?"

Second Uncle was skeptical, picked up his chopsticks, took a bite as well.

The tender texture and the rich aroma, made it hard for him to believe he made it himself.

"Is this... really made by me?"

Wang Fan confirmed, "Yes, like I said, braised meat is actually quite simple. The most important is the pot and the braising sauce, as long as they're preserved well and not spoiled, you can make as much braised meat as you want."

Second Uncle excitedly patted Wang Fan on the shoulder, "You're the lucky star of the Wang family, aren't you? This pot of soup can be passed down for generations? Does this mean we can rely on this pot for a comfortable life?"

Wang Fan nodded, "In theory, it can be passed down indefinitely."

Second Uncle laughed heartily, "That's really something, when you have a child, I'll pass it on to them."

Wang Fan glanced at him speechlessly, "Second Uncle, you're thinking too far ahead, I just want to live freely doing whatever and going wherever I've got no need for someone to constrain me."

Seems like he thought of something, Wang Fan suddenly sized up Second Uncle, teased, "Second Uncle, are you planning to bloom like an iron tree and have a second spring?"

"Get lost!"

Neither of them had much time to be lazy fish, after all, there's a pile of meat waiting to be processed in front of the cardoor.

Lucky for them it was in Harbin, opening the motorhome door was like having a natural big refrigerator; otherwise, the meat would be spoiled.

One pot, two pots, three pots…

Wang Fan just stood by the door watching, not interfering at all with Second Uncle's operations.

The braised meat, as he claimed, was truly simple, by the third pot, Second Uncle was already doing it quite skillfully.

When the braised meat was almost ready, Wang Fan gave Second Uncle a thorough explanation of the techniques for slicing meat and making cold dishes.

Since Second Uncle always cooked for himself, grasping these ideas wasn't hard, he quickly mastered them. Wang Fan felt Second Uncle now held about eighty percent of his own skill, which would make him more than suitable to be a braised meat chef in a bathhouse.

Huh?

When did I become so conceited?

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