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

Chapter 45-Professional Mismatch
My name is Jiang Jianjun. I’m a retired university professor of architecture. Yes, architecture, architecture, architecture.

Important things must be said three times, because this way I can say that the reason why I can’t describe the taste of the buns is because my major is not related to it.

This bun is really hard to describe. It is the kind of delicious that is hard to describe.

Saying it’s delicious isn’t enough to express how amazed I am by the taste. After much thought, only the word “wow” can express my feeling most intuitively.

"Hahaha, Old Jiang, you're no good either. You looked down on me for so long, and all you could say was "Fuck!" Hahaha..."

Uncle Zhao pointed at Professor Jiang and laughed loudly.

I told you, an old ginger, to laugh at me! So, you got humiliated too, didn't you? That's called tit-for-tat, hahaha!

Professor Jiang stepped aside, covered his face with his hands, and sighed, "I'm so ashamed. The taste of this bun is truly indescribable. I've eaten a lot of good things, but this is the only delicious thing I've ever seen."

What can I do?
If you ask me what kind of steel bars and cement are mixed together, I know exactly what they are. But if you ask me what makes these buns so delicious, I am really confused!

It was so hasty. I shouldn't have boasted so much in the beginning.

Now his reputation has been ruined.

"Good boy, have Old Zhao and Old Jiang confessed everything?"

"How delicious is this bun?"

"Looking at the expressions on those two people's faces while they were eating, it must be very delicious. Hurry up and buy some to try. Don't make the same mistake as before with the beef buns. You'll end up having nowhere to buy them when you want them."

With the live demonstrations by Uncle Zhao and Professor Jiang, the diners no longer had any concerns about Wang Fan's buns.

Not only that, I was also curious about the bun.

"Give me the hot pepper and eggplant buns for 30 yuan."

"The minced meat and green bean bun is 10 yuan, and the hot pepper and eggplant bun is 30 yuan."

Li Wei got off work early today and found Wang Fan's stall by smelling the food.

I just felt a little worried looking at the long line.

But thinking about the delicious buns, he resolutely stood in the queue with an empty stomach.

3.2.1!

Finally, there was only one person left in front of Li Wei. His heart was excited and his hands were trembling!

The guy in front of him looked to be in his 30s, with a strong build. He asked uncertainly, "Boss, how many buns do you have left?"

Wang Fan opened the food storage box and looked at it. He said, "There are still 6 of the minced meat and green beans, and 10 of the hot pepper and eggplant."

The man waved his hand, put a brand new 100 yuan bill into the cash box and said, "Give it all to me. I'll give you 100 yuan and keep the change."

Wang Fan quickly waved his hands: "No, no, it's just the right amount. Just give me 25 yuan."

As he was about to give him the change, the man took the buns and held Wang Fan's hand. He looked at Wang Fan seriously and said, "No need for change. These buns are worth the price. I even think I gave her too little. You don't know, my mother suddenly didn't want to eat recently. I ran all over the city but couldn't find anything she wanted to eat. I went to all the hospitals, and the doctor said she had anorexia. We were worried about her. The other day, I took my mother to the hospital and passed by here. I happened to buy some buns from you to fill her hunger. I picked her up and was about to go to the hospital. Who knew that as soon as my mother smelled your buns, her appetite was so great that she ate more than 10 buns in one breath!"

After saying that, he added with a happy face: "The most amazing thing is that he is willing to eat at noon and dinner! Your buns are better than medicine. I just came back from the hospital today and he urged me to buy buns again. Boss, don't think it's too much. I think it's not enough." After saying that, he waved his hand and ran away with the buns.

Wang Fan was stunned after hearing that. He took a look at the system in his mind and found that the previous task had become 2/5.

Smiling helplessly, Wang Fan had no choice but to put the money into the cash box and then closed the food storage box.

……

An old building in Tiantongyuan community.

"Grandma, grandma, did you buy the buns?"

A chubby little boy who looked about seven or eight years old, with a red scarf tied around his neck, rushed into the house like a gust of wind. Before he even entered the house, his voice had already reached the room.

When Aunt Wang saw her chubby grandson, she immediately smiled dotingly: "I bought it, it's your favorite beef filling. Hurry up and wash your hands and come over to eat."

The little fat boy's eyes lit up, and he rushed to Aunt Wang's arms, hugged Aunt Wang's neck and gave her a big kiss: "I knew that grandma is the best to me. Now there are buns to eat!"

Then he ran into the bathroom and washed his hands in no time.

Aunt Wang couldn't stop smiling and quickly went to the kitchen to bring out two plates of food, one plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and the other plate of spinach with nuts.

He then brought the warm buns from his own steamer to the table.

After washing his hands, the little fat boy jumped onto the chair and sat down. When he saw the buns, he reached out and took one.

Aunt Wang’s hot buns were quite hot, and the little fat boy was obviously scalded, but even with a hideous mask of pain on his face, he was reluctant to put the buns down.

After shaking your left hand, switch to your right hand, then switch to your left hand, then puff up your mouth and blow hard.

Aunt Wang looked at him lovingly but scolded him, "Don't worry, it's still hot and no one's trying to snatch it from you."

The little fat boy didn't have time to reply to his grandma's words, as he had already bitten the bun with his mouth.

The scalding gravy made the fat boy sweat on his forehead, but he was reluctant to put the bun down. He opened his mouth, exhaled a few breaths of hot air, and swallowed it impatiently.

"Delicious, delicious, so delicious! This is much better than the food made at school!"

The little fat boy ate the whole bun in one bite, raised his thumb and shook it vigorously.

He reached out and touched the buns again. The temperature had dropped a little, not as hot as before. The little fat boy's eyes lit up. He picked up a bun in each hand, took a bite of the bun in his left hand, and then took another bite of the bun in his right hand. His eyes narrowed into slits with joy.

Aunt Wang pushed the nut spinach over and warned, "Don't just eat the buns, try some of this spinach. Eating only meat is not good for your health. You need to eat some vegetables to get a balanced diet."

The little fat boy looked down at the spinach with a look of disgust on his face: "Whoever likes to eat vegetables can eat them, but I won't eat them! I worked so hard to climb to the top of the food chain, but not to eat vegetables!"

Aunt Wang was stunned by what the little fat boy said and had no idea how to persuade him.

Aunt Wang started to worry when she thought about her son and daughter-in-law coming back from work in other places and saying that she did not pay attention to their diet and made them too fat.

Huh?
Aunt Wang, who was worried, suddenly had her eyes light up. It seemed that she had just heard the young boss say that there were also minced meat beans and hot peppers and eggplants?
The boss has such great cooking skills, so the vegetarian buns he makes should be delicious too, right?
Next time, should I buy some vegetarian buns for my eldest grandson to try?
(End of this chapter)