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

Chapter 571 - Northeast Oily Buns

"Ring ring ring..."

The simplest alarm clock woke up Wang Fan from his nap. He stretched his body and started to work. The first thing he did was to make dumplings.

Compared to the buns made in the past, the big buns from Northeast China are worthy of the "big" in the name. Buns as big as a fist are worthy of the boldness of the Northeast.

Wang Fan prepared two kinds of fillings for his big buns, one is braised beef brisket and the other is leeks and eggs.

As soon as he prepared the bun skins, people came to wait for the vegetable market to open. There were farmers selling vegetables and citizens who came early to buy vegetables.

Those who knew Wang Fan smiled and greeted him. Seeing the large bun wrappers in his hand, they couldn't help but exclaimed, "Oh wow, why are these wrappers so big? Are you going to make pies?"

Wang Fan shook his head: "To make big Northeastern buns, they are big, so the wrapper should be bigger too."

As he spoke, he picked up a wrapper, scooped a full spoonful of stuffing from the bowl with a spoon, and put it on the bun wrapper, which stunned the onlookers.

"Wow, my dear, your bun skin is big enough, but I didn't expect the filling is even bigger!"

"I've been eating steamed buns for so many years, but I've never seen anyone use such big pieces of meat in their buns."

"This spoonful of meat filling probably weighs about one or two ounces, right?"

"More than that, I guess at least one or two or three."

It’s no wonder they were surprised, because Wang Fan’s actions were too shocking.

The bun skin was already very big, and the full spoonful of bun filling piled up like a small mountain. What was even more surprising was that the bun filling he used was not minced meat, but directly stewed beef brisket cubes!

It’s the big piece of beef brisket that we usually eat!

It's hard not to be surprised when you see meat pieces of this size being wrapped in buns.

Although the bun skin is very big and the bun filling is very large, Wang Fan's big hands are not to be trifled with. He can still complete the operation of wrapping the buns beautifully with one hand, just like a butterfly flying through flowers.

The onlookers couldn't help rubbing their eyes as they watched the process of turning the bun skin and filling into buns in an instant.

Damn it!

Did I wake up too early and not wake up?
I didn't even blink just now, how come the bun skin suddenly turned into a bun and was put directly into the steamer?
The more Wang Fan made buns, the more proficient he became. As soon as the filling fell on the bun skin, his hands would start moving towards the steamer. By the time his hands reached above the steamer, the buns were already made in his hands.

Who wouldn’t be confused after watching this operation?

Shen Bowen rubbed his sleepy eyes and felt much more energetic. The main reason was that when someone was performing magic in front of you, it was hard not to be energetic.

How did that saying go? I blinked a few times, and presto, the whole steamer was filled with big, plump buns!
If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed it!
Shen Bowen felt that even if he sold pre-made buns, he might not be able to cook them as fast as Boss Wang.

As more and more people came, Wang Fan's steamer finally started working. Curls of steam rose from the steamer, followed by the rich aroma of buns.

Wang Fan’s buns are packed with very dense folds and there are no broken parts, so the meat aroma is not as strong as the flour aroma. But if you have seen Wang Fan making buns with your own eyes, you will never doubt whether the buns are delicious or not.

However, Wang Fan's buns are not cheap either. The ones with leeks and eggs are still okay, two yuan each, but the meat buns are half price for seniors over 60 years old and free for seniors over 70 years old, while everyone else has to pay six yuan each.

Everything Boss Wang produces must be top quality, and this has been deeply engraved in the minds of diners like a law, but this does not mean that they think a bun is worth 6 yuan.

"What kind of bun is worth 6 yuan each? If you add some other things, a whole breakfast would cost more than 20 yuan."

"Boss Wang, are you getting carried away? Six yuan! What kind of filling would that be?"

"Beef? Beef isn't an option either. 4 yuan at most, no more!"

Shen Bowen listened calmly to the complaints of the people around him. These people were new and had not seen Wang Fan making dumplings.

Listening to these people complaining, he not only didn't refute but also echoed them: "Yeah, Boss Wang must be getting cocky. I heard that all the money from today's breakfast will be counted as charity funds. Boss Wang doesn't make any money, but we can't encourage this kind of arrogance that makes things expensive under the name of 'charity'. We'll just donate the money and not buy these meat buns!"

After saying this, Shen Bowen began to laugh evilly in his heart. No matter whether others believed his nonsense or not, he didn't believe it anyway. But as long as one of them believed it, he might be able to eat two more big buns.

Didn’t you see how Boss Wang was trying to stuff meat into the bun skin even though there was not enough space?
Wang Fan was not idle while steaming the buns. He made the dough for fried dough sticks with jasmine water, some milk and flour, and put it directly into the pot when the oil temperature rose.

The baking powder mixed into the dough expands rapidly under the action of high temperature, and the originally small dough becomes much larger in an instant.

Baking soda quickly formed a crispy crust on the surface of the fried dough sticks, and the white dough gradually turned golden yellow over time. The unique aroma of fried dough was mixed with a faint hint of milky fragrance and a refreshing jasmine scent, which made everyone couldn't help but twitch their noses.

Jing Chuan also came early, but he did not disturb Wang Fan after he arrived.

He would not be here to manage anything specifically today, but just be a bystander. Their goal was to keep the place running smoothly. Just because there were no problems when he was watching did not mean there would be no problems when he was not watching. Today he did not even wear an executive jacket, but just an ordinary sportswear.

However, the vegetable farmers obviously cherish this place very much. Everyone stayed quietly by the side waiting for the market to open, and carefully cleaned up the area around them, for fear of accidentally dirtying the place.

"Grandpa Jiang, call everyone to eat buns."

Wang Fan waved to Grandpa Jiang from a distance. The skinny old man had changed into new clothes today, which was rare for him. He felt a little embarrassed when he saw Wang Fan waving at him.

Wang Fan couldn't help but praise Grandpa Jiang when he saw his outfit: "Grandpa Jiang looks really energetic. He looks 20 years younger now."

Grandpa Jiang stretched his clothes a little uncomfortably. This was the sportswear his grandson bought for him. He never wore it normally because he was afraid of getting it dirty while working. If it weren't for the opening of the new vegetable market today, he would have been reluctant to wear it.

"Grandpa and Auntie who haven't had breakfast, please sit down and wait for a while. These buns will taste better if you turn off the heat and simmer them for two minutes."

The biggest advantage of official leadership is ample space. The entire area in front of the market was temporarily allocated to Wang Fan for his use, and simple tables and chairs were set up. There were significantly more farmers here today, over 100 at a glance. Their backpacks, large and small, covered with thick cloth, were piled at their feet, a vibrant atmosphere.

Wang Fan’s extra-large steamer only holds more than 20 buns. Even though there are five layers in total, the old people have already divided up all the buns in the first steamer.

"There are tofu pudding and millet porridge. I've served them in front. Grandpa and aunt, please take the trouble to serve whatever you like."

The lack of manpower was a bit of a hassle, but fortunately these grandpas and aunts had already been familiar with Wang Fan, and they all stood up and walked over when they heard what he said.

Those who came for the first time were still very reserved, but were also pulled over by these people.

"Is this breakfast really free?"

"It's embarrassing to eat other people's food for free."

After hearing this, Wang Fan smiled and explained, "It's okay, Grandpa. Eat as much as you want. These are our leaders' thanks for your contributions to this city over the years. Eat as much as you can. Don't be polite."

Grandpa Jiang also agreed, "Eat, eat. I estimate that today's meal is the most delicious meal you have ever had in your life. This young man will probably leave after making this meal. There will be no such restaurant after this village." As he spoke, he had already moved closer to the table.

A row of millet porridge has been placed on the table next to Wang Fan. The color of the millet porridge is as golden as the autumn sunshine, warm and bright, which makes people happy at the sight of it. The air is filled with mist and the rich aroma is wafting into the air, just like the fragrance of the earth and the sweetness of grains intertwined together. This fragrance seems to reach straight into the heart.

Grandpa Jiang picked up a bowl of millet porridge without saying a word. This little thing looks so cute!
Wang Fan had already opened the steamer at this time. As a large cloud of mist rose, the aroma of the noodles became even more intense.

The big, plump, white buns in the steamer make people drool just by looking at them.

Moreover, these buns are not only white, but almost every bun has several oil-soaked skins. Through the somewhat transparent skin, you can seem to see what delicious fillings are hidden inside the buns. Even if the aroma of the meat filling has not yet come out, no one will doubt whether the buns are delicious or not just by looking at the appearance.

Although it’s a bit too expensive, it’s not impossible to give it a try!
Many people have begun to swallow their saliva secretly. When these big buns are freshly baked, they really have an irresistible charm. Let alone buns, when they see steamed buns just out of the pot, few people can refuse and buy a few.

He placed a bun and a fried dough stick on a plate and handed it to Grandpa Jiang: "Eat them first, and come back for more if you're not satisfied."

Grandpa Jiang looked at the steamed bun that was as big as half his face, then at the fried dough stick that was as big as his forearm. He smiled bitterly and said, "If you want to die of stuffing, I'll just say it. How can I not be full with this amount?"

Wang Fan laughed. "Eat as much as you can. There's chili oil, yellow mustard, and vinegar on the table. The mustard is already mixed, just pour it on the plate. Add some chili and vinegar, and dip the bun in it and eat it. Oh, and by the way, the bun is a little hot inside, so blow on it after you bite a little before eating."

Listening to Wang Fan's chatter, Grandpa Jiang felt warm all over. This kind of warmth, which was not from a relative but better than from a relative, made him like it much more than this bun.

Holding the bowl in one hand and the plate in the other, Grandpa Jiang quickly sat back in his seat, and soon the small table was full of people.

Everyone looked at the big buns in front of them and felt a little at a loss as to where to start.

Grandpa Jiang said, "Don't just stand there, eat quickly. After you finish eating, make room for the young people. Let's go in and set up the stall."

After the old man spoke, the people at the table started to move as if they had just woken up from a dream.

Grandpa Jiang picked up the big bun and looked at it from left to right. He liked it very much, especially the oily edges. The more he looked at it, the more he wanted to take a bite.

Grandpa Jiang did it right away. He lowered his head and took a bite of a piece of fried dough.

The oil-soaked skin and the dough skin on the side have completely different tastes. The bun has a layer of smooth and slightly tough skin on the outside. When you bite it, it tastes like a bun core soaked in soup, but it is more refreshing.

Grandpa Jiang was very obedient. When Wang Fan asked him to take a small bite first, he really took that small bite. After he finished biting it, a small white mist dissipated from the mouth of the bun, followed by a rich and extremely fragrant aroma of beef, which rushed directly into the old man's nose, making him take a deep breath involuntarily.

The rich aroma of meat spread throughout the body, making the old man feel refreshed both physically and mentally, and he just wanted to feast on the food.

The wrapper of Wang Fan's buns is neither too thin nor too thick. If it is too thin, it cannot hold the oil or the meat. If it is too thick, you cannot bite the filling with one bite, and you will bite your fingers with two bites.

The perfect thickness ensures that the aroma and temperature are not leaked, while ensuring that the meat can be bitten into in one bite.

Grandpa Jiang bit out the meat just right.

Through the small window on the bun, a piece of beef the size of a mahjong tile stood proudly, shocking the onlookers who had not seen Wang Fan making buns.

How can a nice person put such a big piece of meat in a bun?!
Grandpa Jiang thought about the doubts he heard in the morning, so he just used his hands to break the bun open.

The rich gravy immediately flowed out along the cracks of the buns. Fortunately, Grandpa Jiang had prepared by placing a bowl of rice porridge underneath, so the gravy did not flow out.

"Oh!"

"I'm obedient!"

"This has to be something that can be put in a bun?"

The people who had been watching Grandpa Jiang saw the buns in Grandpa Jiang's hand clearly and burst into exclamations.

I thought that one big piece of meat was the limit, but who would have thought you could fit five or six pieces in one bun?!
Seriously, there's more meat in that bun than in my takeout beef stew!
"Wow, big buns like this only cost 6 yuan each?"

"I'm sorry, I admit I was a little loud earlier. Who would have thought you could put a serving of beef stew in a bun?"

Shen Bowen felt secretly happy and unhappy at the same time when he heard this. He was happy because he was slapped in the face so quickly, but he was unhappy because these people were obviously going to become competitors.

Glancing left and right, a flame flashed in Shen Bowen's eyes. It would be a time to compete in speed!

Grandpa Jiang was very satisfied with the result of his operation. During the short demonstration, his mouth was almost filled with saliva.

How could a normal person bear the rich aroma of meat that kept pouring into his nose like it was free?
"Suck it..."

(End of this chapter)