Age of Legends

Chapter 44: Grabbing the Buns

The next day, Zhang Chen got up before dawn to run. He had classes and heavy schoolwork during normal times, not to mention that he had to make up for his high school knowledge during the tough final period. He actually "reviewed" until very late every day, so he basically had no time to exercise.

But in fact, I have already planned to exercise after the holiday. It’s nothing special, just running in the morning.

It is definitely not to go around five kilometers away to eat the thousand-thread broken crispy buns at the Radio and Television College where there are so many beautiful women.

Zhang Chen has liked this for many years.

This shop's broken crispy buns were his favorite food back then, and they only had washed sand filling. The sesame oil from the washed sand filling soaked the entire inner layer of the steamed bun dough. It was not too sweet when you took a bite. The appropriate sweetness and the soft and chewy dough activated your taste buds, and the rich aroma echoed throughout your mouth and nasal cavity. Every bite was very satisfying.

Later, the shop here was taken back by the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission, and the store closed. Zhang Chen searched all over Rongcheng but couldn't find a second one, and his memory was just like that.

Now that I've been reborn, I can finally continue.

What is the most precious thing in rebirth? It is the time and feelings that you can never replicate.

Taste is one of them.

And it was the peak season for this store. Their Qiansi Posu Bao with washed sand filling came in large and small packages. Large packages had to be ordered a day in advance, so you couldn't expect to get them. Small ones were available, but you had to grab them. There were only a few a day, and once they were grabbed, they were gone.

There is also a Radio and Television College nearby, so the competition is very strong. Fortunately, these are all college students and generally cannot get up so early, so Zhang Chen came here early today just to snatch food from the tiger's mouth.

"Boss, give me two Xisha Xiaolongbao."

Fifty cents for two, Zhang Chen handed over a dark gold plum blossom five-cent coin.

"Take it yourself, the one in the middle." In order to facilitate passing students and office workers, the boss usually puts two buns in a food bag and puts them on the stall first.

Zhang Chen took the bag, opened it and quickly put a bite in his mouth. It had been so many years since he had tasted this flavor for so long. Zhang Chen felt the aroma rushing to his head. The taste of happiness was just like this bite of bun.

But the next moment, a female voice of "Hmm..." came from the side.

Zhang Chen turned his head and saw a girl with two ponytails, a pair of charming almond eyes under two trimmed eyebrows, and very regular facial features.

She wore a waist-length denim jacket over a cotton shirt, which had a nice waistline. She wore a tan pleated skirt with brown cotton tights and brown leather boots. Even from Zhang Chen's point of view, the outfit looked very harmonious. She should be a female college student from the Radio and Television Academy. She was also holding a sandbag and finished one in one gulp.

The sound that came out at this moment was the satisfied sound that she was savoring.

Zhang Chen felt that if I hadn’t seen you here, I would have thought that Wang Shuowei opened his private files early in the morning and continued the unfinished love story from yesterday.

The girl also saw Zhang Chen and suddenly realized that her voice was indecent. She regretted it immediately, but then she saw Zhang Chen wearing a hooded jacket and sweatpants. Oh, he was not one of those boys? But a high school student?

She just narrowed her eyes and smiled at him. She thought to herself, this handsome boy is not bad looking, and his charm will surely fascinate him!
This is the Radio and Television College, and many students are chasing new trends and fashion, so this is probably one of the most cutting-edge college student groups in the entire Rongcheng in terms of clothing and art. When Zhang Chen used to eat buns here, he saw the girls coming and going, and indeed a large proportion of them were fair-skinned, beautiful, and good at dressing up.

There are even many luxury cars outside. For a period of time, it was said that the nouveau riche developers in Rongcheng were proud to be able to keep the girls here.

Zhang Chen thought that the girl in front of him was probably one of the top 10% of the girls in this university. But it was okay, he was not here to admire the girls, but he found that the guy who just said "Woo Ma" and burst out with happiness was eating the same sandbag as him.

The boss had put out a row of small bags for washing sandbags, and there was only one bag left. Zhang Chen ate the bag in his hand and found it was not enough, so he planned to get another one.

If it is other customers, they probably are not in a hurry. If the ones outside the stall are sold out, they can just ask the boss to get more from the steamer in the back.

But Zhang Chen, who is familiar with this shop, knows that it is difficult to make washed sand thousand-layer broken crispy buns. Just washing the sand is time-consuming and laborious. The skin of the red bean paste must be removed, otherwise it is called red bean paste buns, and the taste varies greatly. Moreover, for the old gourmets who like this kind of food, it will not taste good even if it is a little cold. The taste will change the next day. The boss will only make a part of washed sand buns every day, and they are all placed outside like this. Once they are sold out, they will be gone. First come, first served.

It was obvious that Zhang Chen was an old customer and knew this.

And the girl next to her obviously knew it too.

So the two people who hadn’t eaten enough immediately set their eyes on the last bag on the stall.

"Boss, I want another bag." The girl still had one bag in her pocket, but she started to take out money in a hurry.

Zhang Chen stuffed the last bun in his hand into his mouth. Before the girl could grab the bun, he reached out and grabbed the bag with the string, and took the bag into his hand. Finally, he threw down a fifty-cent coin and walked away leisurely with the bun in his hand.

What kind of person is that who wants to compete with me for washing sandbags!
Jiang Rong was left standing there, watching Zhang Chen's skillful and fluent movements.

Oh, no...are high school students so arrogant nowadays?
Don’t let me know which school you are from!

It seems that knowing this won't do anything! Jiang Rong thought about it and was angry. She could have eaten two bags of the stuff so that she could skip lunch and keep in shape.

Now... there are not enough buns to eat!

So angry!

……

Zhang Chen ran and ate steamed buns, then went home. He was stunned when he saw the table. There was a bowl of noodles with a fried egg on it, and next to it was a beef pot cake from the shop below the department store. It was simply a luxurious breakfast configuration.

Especially the golden fried egg on top, it was a treat that only comes with a major exam. This holiday is amazing, in the past when I was at home during the holidays I was treated like a dog. How could I expect such a treatment?

It seemed that after her mother got up and saw that she was going for a run, she made noodles. But she seemed to think that was not enough, so she went to the Guokui shop across the street that Zhang Chen liked to eat and bought some Guokui.

This luxurious breakfast was fully equipped. Zhang Chen immediately felt the respect he received at home as a person who was once at the bottom of the class but now was 20 points higher than the key line.

Damn it, good students are hard currency!
Only then did I see the words Huang Huifen left on the table.

"Son! I've cooked noodles for you. If you come back and find it too crumbly and don't want to eat it, I've also bought you a pot cake."

Zhang Chen looked at the handwriting. If you don't do well in the exam, you will be beaten with sticks and hated by people and dogs. If you do well in the exam, you will be crowned as the crown prince. Alas, this is the reality.

(End of this chapter)