CHAPTER 39: CHAPTER 39: PORK AND SCALLION BUNS

"Get up, get up, hurry and get up."

"Come on, get up."

Chen Xuanxuan heartlessly shook Zhang Yue.

"You lazy green tea, get up quickly."

Zhang Yue felt as though she was surfing, opened her bleary eyes and asked, "What time is it that you’re in such a hurry? Am I late for work? I still have a late punch option, let me sleep a bit more."

Chen Xuanxuan angrily said, "Sleep your life away, sleep! Didn’t you say to get up at 6 AM to eat a Steamed Bun? You even insisted I wake you up last night!"

Zhang Yue turned over and buried her head under the quilt, mumbling from inside, "Can you bring 10 back for me? Let me sleep a little longer."

Chen Xuanxuan was furious, ’I’m not your nanny!’

She happened to see Zhang Yue’s roundness revealed due to pulling the quilt, and an evil smile appeared on her face.

She raised her arm and struck down hard!

"Smack..."

Feeling the astonishing elasticity under her palm, Chen Xuanxuan couldn’t help but sigh, "There’s a difference when you frequently exercise, that little butt of yours really is elastic."

Zhang Yue lying in bed wailed, clutching her butt, "Chen Xuanxuan! You hit too hard! It hurts!"

Chen Xuanxuan brushed it off, "Get up quickly to eat the Steamed Bun. You saw what happened yesterday, if we go late, there might not be any left to eat!"

Hearing the words ’no food’, Zhang Yue glare at Chen Xuanxuan resentfully, and then started dressing, roughly five minutes later she was wrapped up with only her eyes exposed, then followed Chen Xuanxuan out.

When the two walked out of the community, they didn’t have to search much before finding Wang Fan’s Steamed Bun stall, looking at the long queue, they both stared wide-eyed at each other.

"Is it just 6 AM?"

"This is a bit exaggerated, right?"

Wang Fan also felt it was a bit exaggerated.

He hadn’t even set up his things properly, yet that uncle was already standing in front of the stall from yesterday.

The uncle chuckled and said, "You see, this spot is so bad, it’s better if I personally hold the spot for you, isn’t it?"

Wang Fan laughed, "In such cold weather, having you hold a spot for me isn’t fair, this spot is okay, besides there’re many people in our community, no need to worry about lack of customers."

The uncle laughed heartily, "Young man, you’ve got a good attitude, today you definitely don’t have to worry about business, yesterday I sent the picture of your Steamed Bun to our community morning exercise group, I estimate your business will be booming today."

Wang Fan was somewhat moved by the uncle’s kindness, "Thank you, uncle."

"What’s with the thank you, hurry up and pack 10 Steamed Buns for me, I’ve been out walking all morning just waiting for you, my cravings are about to crawl out of my mouth."

Wang Fan opened the fresh ingredient box, revealing the white, chubby Steamed Buns inside and asked, "Today there’s braised meat buns, pork sauerkraut buns, and pork green onion buns, which would you like?"

Hmm...

The uncle was suddenly in a dilemma.

He originally didn’t like chives, so 5 braised meat buns and 5 pork sauerkraut buns were just right, but now there’s pork green onion filling that suits his taste, this made it hard for him.

Three of each wouldn’t be enough to eat, but five of each wouldn’t be manageable, quite the pickle.

"Five of each, I like eating all three fillings."

Oh well, if I overeat, I overeat, but eating happily matters more.

The uncle put thirty yuan in the money box and eagerly took out a Steamed Bun to eat.

The first he took out was a pork green onion bun.

A chubby Steamed Bun in one bite, once bitten, the rich onion aroma seemed to fill the brain.

The onions used in the meat filling were green onions, originally crunchy, but after steaming became exceptionally soft and sticky, the slippery texture added several layers to the bun’s overall texture.

The braised meat bun’s sauce aroma, the pork sauerkraut bun’s sour aroma, and the pork green onion bun’s onion aroma, each had a unique delight.

Different fillings, yet equally delicious and juicy.

No matter which bun was eaten, it always allowed a taste of the juice and oil filling the bun’s interior.

The uncle stuffed three into his mouth and exclaimed to Wang Fan, "Young man, if you come here to set up more times, no one in this community will think of losing weight."

Wang Fan laughed, "Then next time, I’ll make some vegetable ones, this way, gaining weight might slow down."

"Old Liu, is this the Steamed Bun you were talking about?"

While the two chatted, someone approached from afar, calling out to the uncle.

Old Liu turned his head and said, "That’s right, come and taste it. I’m telling you, the flavor is absolutely amazing, delicious to the max."

The newcomer looked around 50 years old, wearing a Taiji suit, holding a blunt Taiji sword.

"Oh, really, these Steamed Buns look nice, it’s the first time I’ve seen buns this clean and white, this dough is well risen. Give me randomly 5 to taste."

Wang Ziqiang said, while also glancing at the buns in Old Liu’s hand, with a teasing smile, "Old Liu, you make a day-long fuss about losing weight, yet you eat over 10 Steamed Buns for breakfast, you might as well quit losing weight."

Old Liu shook his head helplessly, "I’m telling you, it’s really not my fault, these Steamed Buns are so delicious I can’t help myself."

Wang Ziqiang burst into laughter, "I’ve told you long ago to practice Taiji with me, practice long enough to stabilize your mood, you can control anything."

Old Liu spat, "Brag on, just these Steamed Buns today, if you can limit yourself to just 5, I’ve prepared to practice with you tomorrow morning."

"Alright, that’s your word, get your gear ready, I’ll be at your doorstep at 5 AM tomorrow morning."

While they talked, Wang Fan had already given the buns to Wang Ziqiang, since he said randomly pack, Wang Fan packed two pork green onions, two braised meats, and one pork sauerkraut.

Wang Ziqiang took the Steamed Buns, paid, and started inspecting them.

Without applying force, the soft bun skin was indented.

Wang Ziqiang marveled, "Hey, you’re right, this bun skin really is skilled, my wife has been steaming bread and buns for thirty years, yet her dough never looked this authentic. Haven’t you added that ’tech and harsh work’ thing?"

Wang Fan hurriedly shook his head, "Rest assured, I haven’t added any additives to these buns, just flour, yeast, some sugar, and salt, the fillings are all common with five-spice powder and MSG, eat assuredly, if anything goes wrong, you can always find me."

He said, also taking out a bun and biting it, "I love eating my own creations."

Wang Ziqiang laughed heartily, "Not bad, if you dare eat your own creations, likely nothing’s wrong, unlike those health supplement makers, who never eat what they make and sell them super expensively."

After saying, he stuffed the bun in his hand into his mouth.

Indeed, the buns were soft, the texture matched expectations.

Once bitten open, it could only be described as fragrant spreading, and full of juice.

Wang Ziqiang raised both thumbs, "I’m impressed, young owner, your skills are great, pack me 10 more, I’ll take them home for wife to try."