Food: Random stalls, customers chase me all over the country

Chapter 28-5 buns for yuan

At that moment, Wang Fan even felt like a flood bursting through a dam.

It’s not a soup dumpling but it has the same effect as a soup dumpling.

The moment the oil flows out, the aroma of the braised meat in the buns is released.

Pinch the soft bun skin and lightly apply the chili dip.

The grease on the mouth of the bun stuck the chili pieces tightly, and then they all went into Wang Fan's mouth.

Fragrant!It smells so good!

The aroma of wheat and strong meat flavor burst out in his mouth instantly, and Wang Fan felt that his tongue was not enough.

The bun skin itself is not thick. With a little force from your teeth, the fluffy bun skin is bitten open instantly, and the aroma of meat fills the air between your lips and teeth.

The rich aroma of the sauce does not cover up the aroma of the meat. Instead, the two complement each other. The meat filling is extremely tender, without any trace of woodiness. You can crush all the fillings just with your tongue.

During the crushing process, you will be surprised to find some meat particles. The more you chew, the more delicious it becomes, and the more surprises you will find.

The finishing touch is the chili dip.

The aroma of chili peppers overwhelms the greasy smell, and the slightly spicy taste makes the whole delicious bun produce more chemical reactions.

Really, it’s addictive in one bite.

Wang Fan muttered, "Just eating these buns makes me addicted. Will the diners go crazy buying them?"

Wang Fan seemed to have seen countless diners with ferocious expressions on their faces, throwing money at him non-stop, spit flying from their mouths as they shouted, "Steamed buns! Give me steamed buns! Give me white, tender and fragrant steamed buns!"

cough cough...

He coughed lightly and shook his head to get rid of the unrealistic fantasies in his mind, then he began to concentrate on dealing with the buns again.

Soon all 12 buns were gathered in his stomach.

Lying on the bed, Wang Fan began to look forward to his first stall show tomorrow.

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Tiantongyuan is not a scenic spot, but a community.

In Tongyuan District of the imperial capital, there is a very large community, and Shibapan is a small street outside the community.

If this community says that it is the largest community in China, it must be lying, because it is the largest community in the world.

At least one-fifth of the capital's workers rent here. This community alone has three subway stops, a testament to its vast size.

Shibapan is more than 60 kilometers away from the place Wang Fan rented. Fortunately, his food truck was upgraded to Qiling Hongguang, otherwise it would take a long time to get there by riding that convertible self-driving car.

Wang Fan doesn't need to bring too many things, just a simple counter, a food storage box, a treasure money box and a small wooden fish.

Anyway, the buns in the food storage box are in the same condition as when they were first put in, so he doesn't need to go through the trouble of steaming them in the steamer again.

Gas is expensive!

Sitting in the driver's seat, Wang Fan breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, he no longer had to face the cold wind.

It’s so comfortable to turn on the air conditioner and listen to music now.

It was just around 5 o'clock and there were few vehicles passing by on the street. It took Wang Fan just over minutes to reach Shibapan.

Fortunately, the Qiling Hongguang has a navigation system, otherwise Wang Fan would definitely not know the way.

There are already many vendors setting up stalls on Shibapan Street, selling fried skewers, pancakes, live pearls, egg burgers and so on. Various stalls have almost occupied half of the street.

Everyone is quietly gathering strength at this moment, waiting for the rush hour to arrive before they start shouting their hearts out.

Wang Fan parked his car and set up his stall next to it, staying away from others so he could avoid dealing with others. It was not even six o'clock yet, and the sky was just getting light. At the entrance of the community, several figures were already walking out of the gate, looking back every few steps.

After all, today is the damn Monday. It would be strange if I didn’t feel reluctant to leave my warm bed and go to work.

These figures were like signals, and all the vendors sounded the horn of attack.

"Pancakes, authentic Ludong crispy pancakes."

"Bobo chicken, Bobo chicken, one yuan a skewer of Bobo chicken."

"Fragrant, sticky and sweet boiled corn."

"If the soy milk and fried dough sticks and fried dough cakes don't taste good, I won't charge you."

At this time, many people had already come out of the community and were walking towards this side.

Wang Fan also wanted to shout a few words to join in the fun, but he was too shy to open his mouth.

However, you don’t have to rely on shouting to attract customers. The mountain people have their own clever tricks.

Wang Fan took out two white porcelain plates, used tongs to pick up a plate of braised pork buns and a plate of pickled cabbage buns from the food storage box, and placed them directly on the counter he had built.

Whether it is the oil-soaked braised pork buns or the snow-white and smooth sauerkraut buns, they all look very appetizing.

There are many stalls here, with all kinds of flavors mixed together. It is a pipe dream to rely on the aroma of buns to attract customers, so Wang Fan decided to eat one first as a sign of respect.

It just so happened that he hadn't eaten anything in the morning and was hungry at this time.

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Wang Hao half-closed his eyes and walked out like a zombie.

Just two days of rest was not enough to replenish his drained body.

He doesn't have any particular favorite food in the morning, so he buys something for breakfast depending on his mood.

He half-closed his eyes to prevent himself from bumping into others, and as for what to eat, his nose told him.

Just as he was walking unsteadily, he suddenly stopped.

He suddenly saw a special person out of the corner of his eye.

It looked like he was also setting up a stall to sell breakfast, but the difference was that while others were shouting loudly, that person was just eating vigorously.

When I opened my eyes and looked carefully, I saw that the man was playing with a bun in each hand.

If you close your hands and then open them, the deflated dumplings will immediately become round again, as if you are not pinching a dumpling, but a white balloon.

Then I saw the stall owner open his mouth, quickly stuffed the buns into his mouth, chewed them a few times and swallowed them, then grabbed two buns and played with them.

Wang Hao found it very interesting.

Besides, the boss looks quite young, and he doesn't mind supporting young people in starting their own businesses.

"Boss, how much are the dumplings?"

Wang Fan, who was immersed in eating buns, looked up and saw a person of the same age standing in front of him.

I was so happy that I quickly swallowed the bun in my mouth and said, "10 xiaolongbao for 5 yuan. There are two flavors: braised pork and pickled pork. They are fresh out of the pot and guaranteed to be delicious."

Wang Fan’s price is not high. After all, the cost of one steamed bun is about 3 to 5 cents.

Wang Hao looked down at the buns on the counter. One plate was clean and white, steaming hot, while the other had a lot of oil on the edges. Just by looking at the appearance, one could tell that the buns would burst with juice if he took a bite.

Just by looking at the appearance of these two plates of buns, Wang Hao felt his heart beating fast.

"Give me five of those with braised pork."

(End of this chapter)