Lamb soup relies only on its freshness, the real taste depends on the spices!

Chen Mo took out some trimmings of lamb fat that were cut off before soaking the ingredients last night, sliced them into small pieces, and quickly began to select spices from the seasoning box.

Every time he picks a spice, a progress bar would flash before his eyes.

Nowadays, the progress bar is just a reference for Chen Mo, and he can basically get a [Perfect] or [Not Bad] rating every time without hitting the flashing spot.

There are many types of seasonings.

In the past, Chen Mo simply followed the book and did everything as the recipe said. Now, even with the recipe by his side, he has long remembered how to use various spices.

Take fennel, for instance, it pairs best with lamb, not only adding aroma and flavor but also stimulating the appetite, so relatively speaking, he uses a little more fennel.

And the king of spices, star anise, naturally cannot be absent, along with Sichuan pepper, bay leaf, and cinnamon.

Add some white cardamom, nutmeg, old ginger, and angelica to remove the gamey smell.

Complement it with clove and angelica dahurica to intensify the initial flavor, and the spice oil recipe is ready.

Start the wok!

Heat the oil!

Add a little peanut oil to the pot for lubrication, if using a black pot to fry the spices, this step would be unnecessary, but unfortunately, there's only one black pot.

When the oil temperature reaches fifty percent heat, add the chopped lamb fat along with the spices to the pot, and simmer slowly over a low flame.

The lamb fat begins to sizzle and release oil as the peanut oil heats up, with the rendered fat immersing the pieces as they continue to release oil. After about seven or eight minutes, the lamb fat pieces in the pot turn a crispy golden brown.

At this moment, LuLu came back with a bag of scallions and cilantro.

"Is it enough?"

She bought a lot, and Chen Mo nodded, "It's enough."

She squatted down, pretending to wash the vegetables, but actually placed the cilantro and scallions into the cabinet and then took them out again, instantly turning the slightly muddy cilantro clean.

The best part is that unlike washing with water, there was almost no water left on the surface of the cilantro.

No need to change knives.

Just cut off the tails of the scallions and cilantro roots and throw them into the lamb fat pot whole.

LuLu leaned in closer, "Smells so good, Boss Xiao Chen, are you rendering lard?"

"This is damn mutton fat!"

LuLu tugged at her braid, puzzled, "I know mutton fat. Isn't it supposed to be very gamey?"

Chen Mo couldn't be bothered to respond, continuing to stir the spices in the pot slowly with his black spoon.

At this time, Yu Hui and the three others had just left home and stopped in their tracks, simultaneously taking deep breaths.

"Smells amazing!"

"That must be Younger Brother Chen cooking over there. I knew he was good, but I didn't expect the fragrance to travel this far!"

"Uncle Yu, your young friend really has some skills. Even the renowned old brand in the city doesn't have a taste like this."

"This smells way better than the double sausage soup you made yesterday!"

Yu Hui swallowed and quickened his pace, eager to see what was so special about the lamb soup noodles Chen Mo made!

Meanwhile, on another street.

Shao Hailong, who had stepped into Dakang Stronghold, took a stroll around the village.

"Just as I expected, today there's a market in the neighboring village, so people from this village will go join the fun!"

"That means Dakang Stronghold is particularly empty today, heh..."

Shao Hailong arrived at the entrance of a farmhouse-themed restaurant, noticing that the lock on the door was just hanging there, not even locked!

"Moreover, this village is far from the main road, so the residents have weak defenses. Looks like I can make a big haul today!"

This farmhouse seemed quite large, usually, such places have some cash.

Shao Hailong looked around and found nobody.

"Let's test the waters first."

Daring, he directly removed the lock and pushed the door open to enter the yard, and took out a sausage from his pocket, and walked carefully.

The sausage had been drugged, and once thrown to the dog, it would collapse within a minute after eating it—a murder and robbery essential!

"Not even a dog?"

Shao Hailong continued inward, surprisingly discovering that not only was the main gate unlocked, but the interior doors were unlocked as well, which opened with a gentle push!

"Think the security's good? Heh, let me teach you a lesson today!"

He took out a small device from the lining of his leather jacket, a machine Shao Hailong's gang had bought from the black market at a high price. When activated, the red light flashes, intensifying the closer it gets to cash.

Shao Hailong wandered around the house, and in less than five minutes, he found a leather bag in a cabinet, casually pocketing ten thousand cash from inside.

"Damn rich! If my brothers weren't on their way, I'd clean you out today."

After taking the money, he glanced at the yard and seeing no signs of anyone returning, quickly left the farmhouse, locking the front door behind him and reattaching the lock.

In less than fifteen minutes, Shao Hailong had marked at least seven or eight easily accessible households, leaving a stone at each door as a marker.

But now wasn't the time for him to go all out; Shao Hailong was cunning. His gang also included experts for lockpicking, lookout, driving, and slingshotting surveillance cameras—a treasure trove of talent.

The ten thousand was merely a trial, waiting for his brothers to arrive to start the full-scale sweep!

"First, have breakfast, and wait for them to act together!"

Shao Hailong continued walking deeper into the village. After passing two alleys, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, "Smells so good!"

He sniffed, "Someone in the village has such skills? This seems to be lamb soup noodles, right?"

After drifting to Yu Province, Shao Hailong hadn't had a decent meal in days. The rich scent of the lamb made his stomach growl, especially since he had only eaten instant noodles while hiding in a hotel last night.

"There aren't many people in this village today anyway, might as well eat these noodles first!"

He sniffed again, confirmed the direction, and quickened his pace towards the source of the aroma.

...

"What smell is that? It's so fragrant!" Wang Zhifeng sniffed hard as the scent wafted through the car window, and his foot pushed harder on the accelerator.

"As expected, wherever my young friend goes, he's the best, haha! I wasn't lying, this has to be my buddy making breakfast. Just smelling it feels so good, drive faster." Liu Yang was indulging in the complex blend of scents and urged Wang Zhifeng.

"This damn Santana is from the year 2000, if it goes any faster it'd be a miracle!"

Despite the engine howling, the car wheels turned very slowly.

"Do you know where to go?" Liu Yang asked.

Wang Zhifeng nodded, "I know. I've been to this village a few days ago for a stakeout, they have a market at the Cultural Square, it must be there."

In pursuit of good food, not a single detour is allowed!

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