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

Chapter 158-If you have any shame, you can’t eat this bun that has returned to the world
"Boss, is today really our last day?"

Early in the morning, when they saw Wang Fan, Li Wei and Feng Haoyu couldn't wait to ask Wang Fan this question.

Zhuo Qianqian went to bed early and didn't check her phone after getting up. She was stunned when she heard this.

I've only been here a few days, so why is it suddenly the last day?

Are we going to be unable to eat our own employee meals?
Wang Fan nodded and said, "That's right. I usually don't set up a stall in one place for more than 5 days. Today is already the 6th day. After today, we will go to your hometown to help you open a store."

Li Wei and Feng Haoyu felt a little complicated.

I was definitely excited, after all, I was about to start my own business and become a boss, but I was more reluctant to leave.

This small shop carries too many memories for the two of them. Thinking that they will have to leave after today, they are really reluctant to leave.

Zhuo Qianqian calculated the remaining vacation time and suddenly her eyes lit up.

School doesn’t start until the 18th day of the first lunar month, so I can still continue playing for at least a week!

The funds that may have been insufficient originally have actually increased a bit in the past few days, which is enough for me to continue to follow the boss to eat and drink for free!

Wang Fan saw that the three of them were lost in thought, so he stopped talking and started preparing the employee meal for this morning.

I didn’t make anything else for breakfast today. I just made a simple meal of buns, pickles, tea eggs and millet porridge.

He had prepared the buns and millet porridge on the dining car early in the morning, packed them in a food storage box and brought them up.

It was fine that Zhuo Qianqian had never eaten the buns made by Wang Fan before, but Li Wei and Feng Haoyu were hooked after eating Wang Fan's buns. Their eyes almost popped out of their heads when they saw Wang Fan taking buns out of the food storage box.

Holy crap! It’s actually a steamed bun!

The two looked at each other, their faces filled with disbelief and joy.

Baozi, see you baozi again!
I have to take a photo of this and share it in the group. Who knows how many people will be envious of me.

"Hey hey hey..."

Li Wei and Feng Haoyu grinned wickedly and took out their phones to take pictures of the buns.

There are two flavors of buns, one is pork and scallion bun, and the other is shrimp bun. He didn’t make crystal shrimp dumplings for the shrimp buns, so he just used normal bun wrappers.

The soft bun skin is still so soft, and it is still juicy when you take a bite.

Zhuo Qianqian found that her boss's buns were really like a treasure. The white and plump buns amazed her taste buds at the first bite.

No wonder there are always some people in the group who are obsessed with the buns made by the boss. It was not until they took the first bite of the bun that they finally understood.

Li Wei and Feng Haoyu were already eating buns while sharing pictures of the buns in the group. They had no other intentions, they were just showing off!

"Brothers, fellow villagers, guess what we had for breakfast this morning? Wow, I'm telling you, we had steamed buns! That's right, the same buns our master sells in Tiantongyuan, the capital of the Great Emperor!"

"Familiar recipe, familiar taste. Does anyone remember what this bun tastes like?"

This move by the two of them cost the lives of many people in the group, and they were immediately furious.

"Don't come over here, you bastard! I fell into the trap because of Boss Wang's buns. You two better be careful not to get struck by lightning!"

"Assholes, bastards! Even though this feud is over, I think you two bastards are going back to your hometown to open a barbecue restaurant, right? Just wait, one day you two will pay the price! If I don't tire you two out, I'll make you shit clean!"

"I wipe it! I curse you two to never go to the bathroom without toilet paper or socks!"

"My lost taste buds are attacking me again. Chao! I might as well skip breakfast today!"

"@Boss Wang, do you really not need employees anymore? I'm very handy, I don't need money, just food!"

"@Boss Wang, I'm not only hardworking, I can also warm the bed!"

Some people in the group got into it when Wang Fan was braising meat, and they didn’t have much idea about these buns. Instead, they felt that the people in the group were overreacting a bit.

"Isn't it just a bun? Where can we not sell buns? Even if Boss Wang's is better, how big of a difference can it make?" "I think so too. I believe there are differences in braised meat, but how big of a difference can there be in buns is questionable."

Li Wei and Feng Haoyu laughed when they saw the following message. They broke open a bun, took out their mobile phones and started taking a lot of photos, and then shared them in the group again.

"Look at this bun. Wow, this is so delicious, isn't it?"

"Fresh, tender and smooth, the buns made by the master are unbeatable, hahahaha!"

Li Wei and Feng Haoyu were having a blast sharing the dumplings, and the excitement they felt even surpassed the pleasure of eating the dumplings themselves.

However, things in the world are always tit-for-tat. It's not that there is no retribution, but the time has not come yet. The more fun these two people have now, the more miserable their death will be later.

But at least they are both very happy now.

But the happiest people are still Cong Fu and Shen Teng.

Both of them had booked their return trip for today. When they woke up, they saw Li Wei posting photos of steamed buns. How could they tolerate this?

Taking care of personal hygiene, including going to the toilet, in three minutes is the greatest respect a man can show to someone who is anxious.

"Boss Wang, are you eating?"

The morning sun shone on Wang Fan, who was holding a bowl of steaming millet porridge.

Hot steam was rising from the golden surface of the porridge, like a layer of gauze, making him feel very warm.

Gently blow away the heat on the surface, take a small sip, the millet porridge is delicate and smooth, the rice grains are plump, and it exudes a faint rice aroma. It flows into your mouth and moistens your heart.

Every bite was filled with the sweetness of millet, and the warmth of the millet porridge gradually spread throughout his body, making him feel extremely comfortable and relaxed.

On this quiet morning, Wang Fan immersed himself in the deliciousness of millet porridge, feeling the simplicity and beauty of life.

But two voices broke his beautiful tranquility.

When I looked up, I saw Shen Teng and Cong Fu looking at me with smiles on their faces.

Wang Fan asked, "Well, have you two eaten yet?"

Cong Fu said, "I've been so busy this morning that I haven't had time to eat. Why don't you come out to find something to eat? I just wandered over to your place."

Shen Teng also said: "Ah, I usually like to eat steamed buns and drink some millet porridge for breakfast, but there is no such facility on the top of Mount Tai, which makes me not want to eat breakfast. But if I don't eat, my stomach will feel uncomfortable. It's really a dilemma."

The other person's hint was so obvious, how could Wang Fan not know what he meant? He smiled and said, "If you don't mind, sit down and eat something together. I made a lot."

I've been waiting for you to say this!

Cong Fu Shen Teng's eyes lit up, and he quickly sat down next to Wang Fan. Without Wang Fan's invitation, he took a bowl and filled it with millet porridge.

Then, they each grabbed three buns from the plate in front of them with lightning speed.

"Boss Wang, please calculate the price later. We won't eat for free."

"Ouch!"

"Oh my goodness, after taking this bite, I know that being shameless today is the right thing to do. If I had any dignity, I wouldn't be able to eat such delicious buns!"

As soon as Congfu took a bite of the bun, he couldn't help but sigh.

Shen Teng didn't have time to pay attention to him. He was holding a bun in each hand and moving it around, his face puffed up.

Cong Fu became anxious when he saw it. These buns were made by Boss Wang for breakfast, so he certainly wouldn't make too many. If this guy eats one more, he will have to eat one less. Wouldn't that be a big loss?

Zhuo Qianqian, Li Wei, and Feng Haoyu also realized this problem when they saw how they ate. Who cared about their eating manners? Each of them was like Zhu Bajie eating the ginseng fruit, chewing it twice and swallowing it, afraid that others would eat what was rightfully theirs.

Wang Fan watched them grab the buns with a smile, like a kind old father...

(End of this chapter)