Gourmet: Midnight Vending

Chapter 463 - 390: Pack First, Explain Later!

The pungent smell was overwhelming, and from the moment it hit Chen Mo’s nostrils, his stomach began to churn with acid.

"Jianhong, what the hell?"

Sun Jianhong turned back with a silly grin, "How is it, Brother Mo? Not bad, right?"

He seemed rather proud of himself.

"I’m telling you, a lot of unscrupulous vendors out there are adding their own stuff because they can’t get real childhood urine. We’re not like them; ours is genuine childhood urine, sure to be a hit. Just wait and see!"

Chen Mo was truly left speechless this time.

Unable to respond to Sun Jianhong, Chen Mo held his breath and left the food truck, hoping to find a mask in the parking lot’s food truck.

On his way back, Chen Mo had a brief conversation with the system.

"So what’s actually in urine that makes anyone like it?"

After getting some information, Chen Mo felt almost dumbfounded; the system even gave him a recipe for Dongyang Urine Egg.

Sun Jianhong’s version was quite different from what the system provided.

First of all, it does indeed require childhood urine for preparation, but not because of the taste. It’s mainly because children’s urine contains fewer hormones.

Secondly, this thing needs to be boiled for at least three days and nights, over 72 hours, to boil away the strange flavors and let the urinary salts seep into the eggs for a salty yet sweet aftertaste.

"Even though that’s the case, there are many alternatives. Why do it this way?"

On the way back, Chen Mo didn’t even need the system. He could deduce the logic behind it himself, like the skinless eggs he intended to make tonight.

Using cola as the broth to boil the eggs creates that ’sauce color’ and ’sweet aftertaste’ effect.

And using five-spice adds flavor.

Salt is also added during the cooking process, isn’t that just for the salty taste?

"Maybe in the old days when people were poor, they couldn’t afford a lot of spices, so a clever person came up with this strange way of eating, and it’s been passed down to today?"

It’s well known that in ancient times, childhood urine was believed to have medicinal properties.

But no matter what, while Chen Mo could accept the existence of this bizarre delicacy, he could not accept it in his own mouth.

With the mask on, when Chen Mo returned to the night market, the streets had become quite bustling.

As he walked forward, Chen Mo noticed a crowd gathering in front of his stall.

As he moved closer, "Wait, I haven’t even started cooking yet. Where did these customers come from?"

Upon returning to his stall, Chen Mo was more confused than ever. This mysterious city never ceased to shock him.

Those customers were actually here for Sun Jianhong!!!

"Hey boy, how much for this egg?"

Seeing people crowding around as soon as he opened the stall, Sun Jianhong was naturally very proud, as if his grievances in front of his brother had been justified. He lively said, "3 yuan, big brother, it’s written right there on the sign."

"Dude, is this pure? You didn’t add anything yourself, right?"

"No way, we just got this from a kindergarten today. If you don’t believe me, look at the color, it’s clear."

"Young boss, I want to reserve five. I’ll go look around elsewhere first, but make sure to save them for me!"

"Sure thing, go ahead and shop around. Once they’re cooked, I’ll save yours first!"

Chen Mo felt like this world was not quite the one he knew. Did I traverse into some dark culinary world?

Unbelievable, no way, impossible!

Chen Mo couldn’t wait any longer and hurriedly began to work himself. Not for anything else, just to prove that most locals are still quite normal.

Three iron pots were placed on the stove at the same time. Given the limited space in the food truck, the pots were relatively small, but they were sufficient to boil three to four hundred eggs separately.

Chen Mo carefully arranged the cracked eggs into the pots, and the placement was tedious.

The eggshells were cracked and partially peeled off, so if placed incorrectly, the eggs at the bottom might get crushed. Thus, each egg had to be placed with precision.

For each layer of eggs, he would pour cola along the pot’s edge until it just covered the top layer of eggs before adding more. This gave the eggs some buoyancy, reducing the pressure on the eggs below.

More than four hundred eggs were evenly distributed among the three pots, which were then filled with cola.

Chen Mo’s careful actions and extravagant use of materials attracted some onlookers, particularly a few who had lingered at the ’urine egg’ stall, piqued by curiosity.

"Cola eggs?"

"Is this another new trendy snack?"

"Wait a minute, look at those eggs. The shells are so broken, yet they haven’t fallen apart?"

"Intriguing. Boss, are your eggs fake rubber eggs? How come the shells are gone, but the egg hasn’t spilled?"

Sweat started to bead on Chen Mo’s forehead as he kept busy.

Dongyang’s got a reputation for some interesting ways, and these customers sure have quirky thought processes. Truth be told, eggs made of rubber would probably cost more than real eggs...

"No, these are just regular eggs, bought for 4.6 yuan per jin at the supermarket."

"Then why use cola to cook them? Is it to sell them for more?"