Chapter 1453 - 565: Fried Meatballs ≠ Meatballs! Lucy’s Shout: Down with Capitalism!

Chapter 1453: Chapter 565: Fried Meatballs ≠ Meatballs! Lucy’s Shout: Down with Capitalism!

With a single bite, one can discern whether the ingredients are fresh and whether the seasoning is appropriate.

After smelling it, Lin Xu placed the meatball into his mouth.

It had a fragrant and warm taste as it entered, and as he bit into the meatball, a crispy sound came from his mouth.

Then his mouth was filled with a rich and savory flavor, even with abundant meat juice, creating a strong contrast between the meaty ball and its crispy exterior.

Delicious!

This wonderful texture can make one fall in love with it in just one bite.

The most classic thing is, though the exterior is crispy and the inner meat is soft, neither requires much chewing.

As soon as the crispy shell is bitten, it cracks, and the meatball within dissolves easily, tender like a lion’s head meatball.

But lion’s head is the result of several hours of simmering, while this meatball is simply deep-fried a few times, each time only for about ten seconds.

Yet in terms of texture, there is a kind of convergence in the experience.

Perhaps this is the charm of Chinese cuisine.

After eating a meatball, Lin Xu said:

"Delicious, the meat inside is super tender and juicy, doesn’t taste fried at all, and the crispy shell doesn’t cling to the filling, forming a hollow layer... No wonder it’s a Beijing delicacy, just delicious."

Grandpa Gao smiled, picked up a meatball, and gently broke it, showing that the crispy shell and the inner meatball were indeed separated:

"You’re right, the beauty of fried meatballs lies in this contrast, the drier the exterior, the juicier the meat inside, and the reason for multiple deep fryings..."

He tore off a piece of the crispy shell and pressed it hard, yet no grease seeped out.

Completely different from the greasy impression of deep-fried foods.

Xie Baomin said:

"It’s not just the fried meatballs, other dishes should also avoid being greasy, like roast duck, if the duck dry time isn’t enough and the oven temperature isn’t high enough, there will be much grease... You need to pay attention."

Next, Grandpa Gao finished refrying the remaining meatballs, prepared other dishes, and cooked the dumplings, officially starting today’s wedding feast.

Lucy and Su Peipei chatted happily.

Lucy was eager to learn about issues in frontline teaching, while Su Peipei used their conversation to practice her spoken English and correct her pronunciation of many words.

English teaching in the country often relies too much on textbooks, with pronunciation inaccuracies being overlooked, and the thought process is still Chinese-based. Such English, no matter how high exam scores are, leaves one confused when meeting foreigners.

Many foreign language students who passed the TEM8 are dumbfounded when chatting with foreigners, completely unable to understand, as they do not organize language according to Western thought logic.

"Su, it’s been nice talking to you, I’ve learned a lot."

Lucy took out her phone and directly showed her WeChat QR code, asking to add as a friend.

Foreigners are more direct in their actions, unlike locals who prefer to be subtle and reserved.

Luo Shan walked over with a bottle of red wine, saw this scene, and couldn’t help saying:

"Cuihua, still thinking about achieving your goals indirectly?"

Lucy’s headset didn’t translate the meaning of achieving goals indirectly, but she knew it wasn’t anything pleasant and skillfully flipped her middle finger.

The two exchanged a few body language gestures and then sat down to have dinner.

Luo Shan poured everyone a glass of red wine, while Shen Jiayue and Xie Yufei had a bottle of juice each, as they don’t drink alcohol.

"Thank you all for attending my and Handsome’s wedding feast, and thanks to Ms. Wang Cuihua for coming all the way to be my bridesmaid. I won’t say much more, just let me know if you ever need money, I won’t be stingy."

Tsk, tsk, tsk, those words are really down-to-earth.

Xie Baomin thought with such an open-hearted teacher’s wife, he should definitely offer another toast later.

After the collective toast, Lin Xu sipped the red wine, which was very mellow, with a lingering aftertaste. One taste and it was clear that it wasn’t comparable to the counterfeit Lafite sold online for 59.9 yuan with free shipping.

Lucy hadn’t paid attention at first, but after tasting the wine and looking at the label on the bottle, she was shocked and then said in English:

"I hate capitalists, down with capitalism, long live the proletariat."

Shen Jiayue nudged her:

"Aunt Lucy, is this wine very expensive?"

"Expensive, super expensive!"

Lucy said with an exaggerated expression, then racked her brains for a while and found a relatively straightforward analogy:

"It could trade for that nice luxury car of your husband’s."

Shen Jiayue: "!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Oh my goodness, is it that expensive?

If not for her poor alcohol tolerance, she would really want to taste it, see exactly how good this bottle of wine is.

By weight, it’s more expensive than gold.

Originally thought to be just an ordinary dinner, it turned out to be much more than the entire cost of the last wedding at the Fishing Platform.

Indeed, the understated ways of rich people are quite different from ordinary people.

Lin Xu took a meatball and tried it with some pepper salt; indeed, as Liang Shiqiu wrote, it tasted great. Unlike sharing a plate with friends, there was a small basket on the table today, eat as much as you want!

After tasting the pepper salt, he also tried it with Tiger Sauce.

The garlic aroma and the rich flavor of the yellow sauce, combined with the sesame oil’s touch of smoothness, perfectly highlighted the fresh savory taste of the fried meatballs.

This sauce is really nice.

I thought it would be quite ordinary when I made it, but it turned out to be quite remarkable.

When the store serves this delicious dish in the future, they must prepare Tiger Sauce. Let the Beijing locals, who always claim to be authentic, taste what real Beijing flavor is!

Apart from the fried meatballs, the other dishes on the table were delicate yet understated and tasted exceptionally delightful.

Pairing with a five-million-a-bottle red wine, it feels truly enjoyable.

Even Lucy, who is somewhat of a rival to the teacher’s wife, was full of praise for this bottle of wine and narcissistically took a selfie with the wine bottle, posting it on her social media.

After dinner, Lin Xu helped his master tidy up the kitchen a bit and was just about to sit down to rest when Xie Baomin signaled:

"Let’s go, let’s go, it’s not safe to stay here for too long."

Lin Xu looked over and saw Lucy looking a bit tipsy, mumbling something in English.

They were all elders, staying behind truly was inappropriate, so Lin Xu stood up with his senior brother to take their leave.

Better to go to the store for some tea and relaxation later. As for the aftermath, I’m confident the experienced master can handle it.

Both Xie Baomin and his wife had drunk wine, so they simply hired a driver.

And Lin Xu’s car was driven to the store by Shen Jiayue.

As they got out of the car at the store entrance, Shen Jiayue whispered:

"Xu Bao, do you think Master and Madam will be okay?"

"They’ll be fine, and even if something happens, we won’t be able to intervene, best to stay out of it."

After locking the car, as soon as they walked into the store, Chen Yan and others came over:

"How was the wedding feast? Speak up, we’ve been waiting all afternoon to hear about it. Xiaoqi and Shu Baobao are also waiting for me to retell it."

Geng Lele also looked curious:

"Lucy uploaded a photo earlier, I saw you guys in the reflection of a glass bottle, was she at the wedding too? OMG! I wish I could have observed it in person!"

With all this fuss, even Dundun, who was napping at the service counter, came over to join in the fun.

Lin Xu: ????????????

Aren’t you all a bit too gossipy?

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