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

Chapter 58-I Can't Control Myself

"Found it, found it!"

"Found him! Master, we found him!"

Sun Yunpeng ran into the backstage with an excited smile on his face.

Old Guo was drinking tea leisurely and was slightly startled when he heard his shout.

"What did you find?"

"That's the guy I mentioned last time who fed me on the Fifth Ring Road. A fan just called me and said there's a guy selling steamed buns in the Tiantongyuan neighborhood. He drives a Qiling Hongguang. Although the boss always wears a mask, he's very clean and tall, and he fits the profile I mentioned earlier perfectly."

Sun Yunpeng quickly explained, "And that fan said that the buns made by that person are also incredibly delicious. No matter what the filling is, they are all delicious. I think it is almost certain that that person saved me."

Lao Guo stood up when he heard this and said, "Come on, since you don't have any performance today, I'll go with you to take a look. You can go get some gifts from your master's wife. We can't come empty-handed."

Sun Yunpeng ran out in a hurry, and soon he was carrying large and small bags to load the truck.

Lao Guo changed his clothes and got in the car, and the two of them headed straight for Tiantongyuan.

The journey was not far, only an hour's drive away. The two couldn't help but be surprised when they got out of the car.

The two of them had never imagined that there would be so many people queuing in front of a stall selling buns.

A quick glance showed that there were dozens of people, not only were they lined up for a long distance but they were also wagging their tails.

Sun Yunpeng looked at the stall carefully and said happily, "Yes, Master. It was him who gave me the buns that day."

Lao Guo nodded and said, "Well, let's go over there. Let's put the things in the car first and see if we can treat them to a simple meal later."

Sun Yunpeng nodded and walked behind Lao Guo with excitement.

Old Guo walked leisurely and headed towards Wang Fan's stall.

Just walking around, I felt like many people were rolling their eyes at me.

Old Guo was a little stunned.

what's the situation?
Did he recognize me?

Colleagues or anti-fans?

Old Guo, who was confused, continued to walk forward. As he walked, he found that a woman in her fifties or sixties suddenly blocked his way.

Aunt Wang rolled her eyes and said, "Hey! That little black fat guy, he's already grown up, how come he doesn't even understand the principle of queuing when buying things? Why is he cutting in line?"

Lao Guo pointed at himself with his eyes wide open in surprise: "Are you talking to me?"

Aunt Wang curled her lips. "If not you, who should I talk to? Can't you see we're all queuing up here? You're the only one cutting in line, and you don't even know how to take your assigned seat?"

Lao Guo quickly explained with a mixture of laughter and tears: "Sister, I'm not here..."

Aunt Wang interrupted him with a snort, "Who are you calling 'Big Sister'?! You look much older than me. Don't bother explaining. Just stand in line at the back. There are so many people watching. Don't even think about cutting in line."

Old Guo was so angry.

When it comes to talking, I have never been defeated by anyone in my life, but now that the other person is standing on the moral high ground, I feel a little weaker in momentum because I am accused of cutting in line.

Although I know that I am not cutting in line, it looks like that is the case.

"Okay, you're right. I'll go line up."

Old Guo bowed and begged for mercy, leading the embarrassed Sun Yunpeng to the back of the group. Aunt Wang snorted softly, as proud as a general who had just won a battle.

It was that little black fat guy I had seen somewhere before, but I couldn’t remember where. If I couldn’t remember, I would just forget about it. She would have these 30 buns to enjoy alone at noon today, so the important thing was to think about what side dishes would be the most delicious!
Lao Guo and Sun Yunpeng walked to the end of the line in dismay. Sun Yunpeng quickly consoled them, "Master, don't take it personally. We did seem like we were cutting in line just now."

Old Guo was in a very good mood, not taking the previous incident to heart. He looked at the long line and marveled, "This stall owner's cooking skills are truly amazing. The diners are starting to consciously maintain order in the line. How afraid must he be that someone else will snatch his buns away?"

Upon hearing his master mention steamed buns, Sun Yunpeng immediately said excitedly, "Those steamed buns are absolutely amazing! I've eaten a lot of steamed buns with you on performances before, but whether in Yuhang or Tianjin, I've never had steamed buns as delicious as these. The soft wrapper, the perfect filling, the broth that bursts with juice... Uh, Master, why are you looking at me like that?"

As Sun Yunpeng was speaking, he felt that his master was looking at him with a half-smile. He scratched his head in confusion and his voice became softer.

Seeing Sun Yunpeng silent, Old Guo snorted softly and asked a soul-searching question: "You praised this little kid so much that he's so rare in heaven and on earth, why didn't you think of leaving a few for Master and Uncle Master?"

Oops!
Sun Yunpeng's round face immediately showed a big "囧" character.

How can this be explained?

Do you say you have low blood sugar and need to eat more?

"Um... Mainly because the bun was so delicious, I ate it all without leaving any..."

After saying that, he scratched his head embarrassedly again.

Lao Guo laughed and patted his shoulder: "I'm glad you can tell the truth. Keep being a real person."

Officer Zhong, wearing plain clothes and a mask, stood behind Lao Guo and Sun Yunpeng.

He blushed as he thought about what happened this morning.

It's shameful, so shameful, it's really shameful!
There was such a big pile of buns, but when I drove to the office, I was shocked to find that only the plastic bag was left!

Officer Zhong’s first reaction at that time was, is this a thief?

Someone not only stole the buns, but also stole from a police officer like me?!

This is intolerable. My uncle can tolerate it, but my aunt can’t!

"Well..."

It was not until he burped that he finally realized that it seemed, seemed, should, maybe, probably... he had eaten all the buns.

Smacking his lips and savoring the aftertaste of the bun, Officer Zhong only wanted to say four words - how horrible!
During my lunch break at noon, I ran here to buy a second helping of buns.

After hearing Sun Yunpeng's words, Officer Zhong felt like he had found a soulmate.

There is really no way to describe the feeling. It's like you just want to eat all the buns one bite at a time.

That was a completely subconscious action, completely out of my control.

……

Wang Fan felt that bringing his tools to make buns on site today was definitely the most wrong decision he had ever made in his life.

From 5 a.m. to 1 p.m., he didn't rest for even a minute!

From the army of grandpas and aunts at 5 o'clock, to the army of early bird workers from 5:8 to 9 o'clock, to the army of IT workers working overtime from 11 o'clock to 11 o'clock, to the army of people working nearby after o'clock, they really didn't have a minute to rest.

At most I took 3 minutes to go to the bathroom.

The three huge bowls of stuffing he prepared were almost all gone by now. It was doubtful whether he could make it through lunch, let alone the evening!
(End of this chapter)