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

Chapter 42-Today's filling has changed
The chives given by my elder sister came in handy at this time.

The green onions are used to make steamed buns stuffed with hot peppers and eggplants. The fragrance of the green onions can easily overwhelm the flavor, so the emerald green chives are just right.

Then pour in the minced ginger and garlic, and all the ingredients needed for the chili pepper and eggplant are ready.

Heat some oil in a pan, then take out the Erjingtiao chili powder that I bought two days ago from the drawer. The red chili powder looks very spicy.

But this kind of pepper can only be considered slightly spicy at best, and its fragrance is its signature feature.

The oil temperature rose quickly, and as it began to smoke, Wang Fan decisively picked up the oil pan and poured it into the basin.

The chopped chili peppers, green onions, ginger and garlic were stimulated by the boiling oil, and with a "sizzling" sound, the delicious flavor came out.

The unique aroma made Wang Fan want to mix it with diced eggplant and chili peppers and eat it right away.

After swallowing hard, Wang Fan started adding seasonings.

White sugar, MSG, thirteen spices, oyster sauce, light soy sauce, and salt are still clean and do not contain any technology or hard work.

After the chili pepper and eggplant filling was made, it was still placed in the food storage box, and then the mushroom and beef filling was made.

This is much simpler. After adding all the seasonings in mind, today's three kinds of bun fillings are completely completed.

Take out the big white dough that has risen like an inflated balloon from the basin, put it on the chopping board and beat it mercilessly.

Then roll it into long strips, pinch it into dough, roll it into skin and open the package directly.

The bun skin is very obedient in his hands. After putting a big spoonful of stuffing on it, it will instantly become a round and plump steamed bun. In the blink of an eye, a steamer is ready.

Looking at the food storage box that was filled with food again, Wang Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled happily. These were all the fruits of his labor.

Even though it was already the coldest time of the year, his forehead was still covered in sweat.

In the past, I really liked to hang up the computer, after all, it was almost like getting something for free. But later, as I did it more and more, I actually started to like the feeling of cooking.

Especially when you see the fruits of your labor, that sense of satisfaction is something that the system cannot give you.

The next step is naturally to load the truck and set off.

Today he learned his lesson. The evening rush hour on the Fifth Ring Road usually starts to get serious at 5 o'clock. This time he left home at 4 o'clock, and the situation was much better than at 5 o'clock.

It took just over 40 minutes to reach Shibapan again.

It was quite early at this time, and even those working in state-owned enterprises had not yet left work, so Wang Fan was considered to have worked an early shift.

But just because those who work haven't returned doesn't mean there won't be any customers.

A group of old men and women in their fifties and sixties gathered at the door, looking around for something.

Old Liu, who was standing at the front of the line, saw Wang Fan's car and his eyes lit up: "Emperor A00544, it's him, he's here."

Old Liu's voice was like a wake-up call. The old men and women immediately stood up and ran towards where Wang Fan parked his car at the fastest speed.

Old Liu stared in amazement at the crowd that had vanished in an instant, then angrily yelled, "You bastards, you usually have to ask me to give up my seat on the bus, and you even say you're old and frail, but look at you now! Your legs and feet are in much better shape than mine!"

Aunt Wang ran over and said quickly, "There's nothing I can do. My grandson ate three buns before school and still isn't full. He's clamoring not to go to school without them. He's given me a death order: I won't kiss him until I buy him 10! Who can stand this?" Old Wu also said, "Our daughter-in-law has been having severe morning sickness lately. Nothing tastes good. She made all 15 of the buns I bought this morning. For the sake of my unborn grandchildren, no one can snatch these buns from me today! I want 30!"

"I bought two this morning, and they were gone before I could even eat them all. Eating anything else would be like eating candles. I've been starving all day, and no one can snatch them from me. I have to buy 50 of them!"

Old Liu was dumbfounded when he heard this. My goodness, each of you wants dozens and dozens of them. I'm afraid that you all will buy them all for the young boss?
"Stop right there! No one is going to steal my buns!"

Wang Fan had just parked the car and as soon as he got out he saw a group of old men and women running towards him frantically. He was so scared that he jumped into the car without saying a word and locked the door.

What's going on? ?

What if my identity as a time traveler is exposed?

Or are you actually a group of fraudsters?
Judging from your team, there are at least forty or fifty people at a glance. I'm afraid that the richest man in the capital will go bankrupt because of the losses, right?

Aunt Wang ran to the car and was about to talk to Wang Fan, but she saw the real owner jump back into the car, and she was immediately a little at a loss.

What does this guy mean?
How come he jumped back on the car just after getting off?

Aunt Wang knocked on the car window and said, "Young man, what are you doing? Come down and sell buns! My grandson will be home soon and is waiting to eat your buns."

What? Buying buns? Really?

Wang Fan looked at everyone uncertainly, and when he saw that none of them showed any signs of crashing into his car, he breathed a sigh of relief and let go of his worries.

Rolling down the car window a little, Wang Fan said cautiously: "The one buying the buns, please step back a little. I'm getting nervous with you surrounding me like this..."

"Pfft... Hahaha, you're too timid, young man. Don't worry, come out. We all came here to buy buns this morning. Aren't we repeat customers? Look how scared you are."

Old Liu, who arrived late, saw the situation here and immediately spoke with a smile.

Wang Fan knew this old Liu: "Uncle Liu, are you really buying buns?"

Old Liu panted as he said, "Yes, yes, yes. These are all people who ate the buns you made this morning or heard about them. They've been waiting for you for a bite for a long time. Come down quickly and set up a stall to sell them."

Wang Fan's heart finally settled down when he heard this. After everyone made some space for him, he carefully opened the door and got out of the car.

He opened the trunk and pulled out the table, then picked up the food storage box and carried it down.

The weight of more than 1000 buns plus the food storage box itself exceeded pounds, but Wang Fan carried them down without much effort.

When many aunts and uncles saw the food preservation box, their eyes lit up, and then they all started shouting at the same time.

"Give me 30 braised pork buns!"

"25 leek and egg buns."

"I want 30 of those with pork and green onion filling."

Wang Fan held his hands and waited until the noise died down before he said, "Dear uncles and aunts, tonight's fillings aren't the other three. The main ones are the mushroom and beef buns, which are more expensive, 10 yuan for 3. Then there are the minced meat and green bean buns, still 10 yuan for 5. Finally, there are the hot pepper and eggplant buns, which are cheaper, 10 yuan for 7. Everyone, make your decision before buying."

(End of this chapter)