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471. Wolf fang potatoes

Ziliang Music Media.

Although he is not from the entertainment industry, he also knows that the artists under this company have quite good reputations.

That little girl with clear and bright eyes, timid yet a little stubborn.

Being able to join this company is indeed a very lucky thing.

I stood quietly outside the bar door and listened for a while.

My original decision was indeed correct. The other party's timbre and tone were very suitable for this song.

It's so wonderful to say that it's a bit exaggerated and excessive.

However, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is completely natural.

I saw Li Xiao stopping outside the bar door.

At the beginning of the live broadcast room, some viewers thought Li Xiao was outside the door, peeking at the beautiful women in the bar.

But soon some of them with keener ears heard the singing coming from the microphone.

"Hey, isn't this the song that the anchor sang in the live broadcast room before?"

"This song is very popular recently! Was it originally sung by the anchor?"

"This song was composed by the host at a night snack stall."

"Isn't the original singer of this song our Xiaoxi? How come it became the anchor's song?"

“If you have any doubts, you can search the original author of the song in thousands of ways!”

"Hey, my God, when will the anchor sing again?"

"If you don't believe it, you can go watch the replay. Your Xiao Xi was still singing in a supper bar at that time!"

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I saw that the girl named Lin Wanxi had her fans so quickly.

Li Xiao was also very happy for her.

"Okay, okay, although I wrote the song, I did give it to her."

"I listened to it just now and it was sung very well."

After explaining the whole story clearly, Li Xiao chatted with the audience and walked quickly towards today's destination.

As we get closer to our destination, the originally deserted streets slowly begin to gain popularity.

Some factory workers riding bicycles to get off work.

Old people in twos and threes were wandering on the road with crutches or wheelchairs.

Due to lack of maintenance, the cement road has become bumpy.

Maybe it was because it rained yesterday.

There were many muddy puddles on the ground.

Pedestrians coming and going skillfully avoid various traps on the ground.

As the distance got closer, many cart vendors appeared on the roadside.

Although this is an old city, there are factories and old residential buildings nearby.

Right in the middle of the factory area and the residential area, a fairly prosperous commercial area has been formed.

The dim street lights are not enough to provide lighting.

However, the Han people never rely on heaven for their livelihood.

Next to each stall, bamboo poles or iron rods were used to support one or two small chandeliers with red ceilings.

Although the small chandelier is not big, it is enough to illuminate the one-third of an acre in front of the stall.

There are even seven or eight small square tables that reach to the knees next to some small stalls that do good business.

Wolf tooth potatoes, ice powder, sugar-oiled fruit, bean curd, fried potato, egg cake, Sanhe mud, Juntun pot helmet, jelly, mixed noodles, red oil dumplings...

More than a dozen stalls sell a variety of food.

It may be that the liquidity of the vendors here is relatively low and the market is relatively small, so there may be established rules.

Li Xiao rarely saw any two stores that were the same, basically selling different foods.

Suddenly a strange fragrance came into his nose, and he turned his head to look.

The source of the fragrance is an uncle selling wolf tooth potatoes.

The uncle's back was slightly hunched, his figure was slim, and he had a naive smile on his face.

He first took out the fried potatoes from the frying pan and placed them on the chopping board.

Then he bent slightly and put the washed mini potatoes, which were only as long as a thumb, into the oil pan.

Then he poured the fried potatoes on the chopping board into different stainless steel basins in batches.

Finally, various seasonings are added according to the tastes of different customers.

When he sprinkled the seasoning, the strange fragrance reached Li Xiao's nose again.

He was a little confused. This fragrance was so special that even he couldn't tell what kind of spice it was.

There was a long queue in front of the small potato stall.

The number of teams at this stall is several times that of other teams.

In fact, Li Xiao is very curious.

So what kind of spice is it and why does it have such a strange fragrance?

In order to find out, he silently lined up at the back of the queue.

Studio.

"The host drove for a long time just to eat potatoes?"

"The observation skills upstairs are too poor. Didn't you realize that the potato stall on this street has the best business?"

"I don't think so, but the queue is indeed a bit long."

“You can tell there’s a secret ingredient to these potatoes just by looking at them!”

"Although these small vendors may not be eye-catching, many of them have been doing this business for decades and have unique skills."

"Indeed, indeed..."

“I’m so curious about what these potatoes taste like!”

"Aren't you satisfied with the wolf-toothed potatoes that are everywhere on the streets of Chengdu? But there are indeed some that are particularly delicious."

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When the audience was curious about why there were so many people at this potato stall.

Li Xiao also silently looked at the boss's operations.

Cut potatoes, fry potatoes, and mix potatoes.

Very simple operation, without any technical content.

The only thing that caught Li Xiao's attention was that no matter what flavor of potatoes they were.

The boss will sprinkle the jar of black spices.

Every time the black powder is sprinkled, the captivating aroma fills the air.

The queue is very long and the frying speed is not fast.

After queuing for more than half an hour, Li Xiao stood in front of the boss.

The boss had a kind smile on his face:

"What flavor does the guest want?"

"We have spicy, spicy, extra spicy, deviled spicy, and salt and pepper flavors here."

What is unexpected is that there are so many flavors here.

Without too much hesitation, Li Xiao said:

"Salt and pepper."

"Salt and pepper potatoes, do you want a large or a small portion?"

"The large portion is 25 yuan, the small portion is 20 yuan."

As he said this, he took out two disposable paper bowls of very different sizes.

Show Li Xiao the difference between large portions and small portions.

The large paper bowl is two times larger than the small paper bowl.

Such a big difference is only a price difference of 5 yuan.

Many people will be more willing to choose to buy a larger bowl because it seems more cost-effective.

But Li Xiao chose the small one.

After all, in tonight's plan, there are still many restaurants to try.

You can't be full before you even start.

And he always felt that something was not quite right about the Langya Potato in front of him.

First of all, the price of these potatoes is too high.

A portion of vegetarian potatoes may not be sold for 25 yuan or 20 yuan even in tourist areas.

The area around here is full of working-class people with relatively low incomes. How come they are queuing up to eat such expensive potatoes?

More importantly, the spices are so fragrant. The fragrance is not ordinary.

Li Xiao always feels that this kind of fragrance has a seductive charm.

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