Shocking! The entire court was drooling with envy because of me.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Cheng immediately inquired carefully, "What do you mean by 'lifting gently and moving slowly,' and what do you mean by 'opening the window'?"

"Lifting gently means using chopsticks to lift it lightly. Moving slowly is also easy to understand. The movement should be slow, mainly because the skin of crystal soup dumplings is too thin. If it is too rough, all the soup will flow out, and then it will lose the soul of crystal soup dumplings."

"As for opening a window, simply bite a small hole in the xiaolongbao to make it easier to drink the soup."

Shen Qing explained it clearly, and Zhao Cheng understood instantly.

He carefully picked up a piece with his chopsticks, and saw that the crystal-clear dough was trembling, but it was tough and unbreakable, just like solidified fat.

I lowered my head and took a small bite from the edge of the cage.

In an instant, the scalding hot and delicious soup gushed out, catching everyone off guard.

hiss~

It was slightly too hot to drink.

But Zhao Cheng didn't care. He took a bite, and the aroma of the meat became even richer, a pure and substantial meaty fragrance.

He lowered his head and took another sip of the soup.

First comes the salty and savory flavor, which is extremely dominant and immediately awakens the entire taste buds.

Then comes a rich, mellow flavor. The pork skin, after being simmered for a long time, develops a rich, fatty aroma, mixed with the savory taste of collagen, making it thick but not greasy.

After absorbing most of the broth, Zhao Cheng took a bite of the noodles.

The meat filling is embedded through the dough, and with a gentle chew, it is very elastic, and the meaty aroma fills the entire mouth, but thanks to the balance of scallions and ginger, it is not greasy.

One bite, and it's incredibly fresh and flavorful, leaving your mouth feeling refreshed.

"Wow~ It smells so good, it's so fresh, it's so delicious!"

"Hiss~"

"How can there be such delicious food in the world?"

Zhao Cheng slurped the hot food while stuffing it into his mouth, praising it incessantly.

Each steamer basket contains only five small buns, and they are quickly emptied.

"Two more baskets, please!" he shouted without thinking.

Shen Qing deftly carried over two more steamers, and then continued rolling out dough and filling.

The aroma of the steamed buns grew stronger and stronger, attracting many people to stop and inquire.

"It smells so good! I want a whole basket."

"I've never seen such beautiful steamed buns before. The dough is like glass. I want a basket too."

"Is it only filled with meat? Are there any other fillings?"

"..."

In the blink of an eye, a crowd surged forward.

Shen Qing set up his stall for the second time, and he remained calm in the face of the situation, saying, "Everyone, line up and come one by one."

A long queue quickly formed, not only among customers visiting the ghost market, but also among many stall owners who came to buy crystal soup dumplings attracted by the aroma.

Shen Qing was quick; as soon as one batch of buns was cooked, the next batch was already wrapped, with almost no waiting time.

Steamed basket after basket, the diners all raved about it.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Cheng saw a long queue forming in front of the stall that had been empty just moments before, and he couldn't help but feel secretly fortunate.

Luckily he arrived early.

This stuff is so delicious, I should take some home for my family to try.

"Give me three more baskets!"

There were too many people in line, and it was so noisy that Shen Qing didn't hear them for a moment.

Seeing this, Zhao Cheng immediately stood up, walked to the front of the line, and shouted, "This young master wants to buy three more baskets!"

"You have to queue to buy steamed buns, why are you cutting in line?"

Before Shen Qing could respond, the person at the front of the line shouted loudly.

The steamed buns smelled so good, he didn't want anyone to cut in line.

Zhao Cheng narrowed his eyes: "I was the first one here! I've already eaten three baskets!"

"Then you can't cut in line now!"

"You..." Zhao Cheng pointed at the person, somewhat speechless, and then looked behind him.

Good heavens, there's no end in sight.

Turning to Shen Qing, he asked, "Can I buy three more cages?"

Shen Qing continued working with his hands, then looked up and replied, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid you'll have to queue up again."

There were too many people in line. If we agreed to Zhao Cheng's request, the other diners would probably feel it was unfair.

Zhao Cheng was somewhat discouraged. Queuing was out of the question; it was so long, how long would it take?

"How much do you want for this spot? I'll buy it," he said, turning to the person at the front of the line.

The man at the front of the line looked Zhao Cheng up and down, then said irritably, "One tael of silver."

"Here you go, get out of the way!"

The man was stunned when a tael of silver fell directly into his pocket. He had only wanted to tease Zhao Cheng, after all, a basket of steamed buns only cost forty coins, who would spend a tael of silver to buy a seat?

I never expected they would actually give me a tael of silver!

It seems he's discovered a new business opportunity!

"What are you still standing there for?" Zhao Cheng frowned.

The man at the front of the line stuffed the silver into his pocket and said with a smile, "Here, take your spot. I'll rearrange the line."

His attitude was completely different from before; he acted as if he had seen a god of wealth.

Zhao Cheng stood at the front, gazing at the fragrant crystal steamed buns in front of him, and swallowed hard.

Goodness, he's already eaten three baskets of these buns, and he still gets hungry when he sees them again.

"Can you sell me three baskets of steamed buns now? I want to take them with me."

"sure."

Shen Qing had no objections, quickly packed the three baskets of buns, and handed them to Zhao Cheng.

Before leaving, Zhao Cheng couldn't help but ask again, "Are you still setting up your stall here tomorrow night?"

"Here again tomorrow night."

"Great! I'll come back for dinner tomorrow night. I'll make a reservation. Here's the deposit." He casually pulled out another tael of silver.

Shen Qing shook her head: "I don't accept reservations here."

If reservations are made available, everyone will make reservations, which is essentially no different from queuing.

Moreover, crystal soup dumplings are best eaten while they're hot, so she couldn't make them in advance.

She would never sacrifice taste for profit.

Originally, what she wanted was not the money she could earn from setting up a stall, but the huge reward from the system.

Zhao Cheng sighed, feeling that Shen Qing was acting strangely.

It looks like he'll have to spend money to buy a spot again tomorrow night.

I was hoping this young lady would earn this money, what a pity.

He left the ghost market with three servings of xiaolongbao in his arms and headed towards his own residence.

Although I didn't find a suitable birthday gift, I did encounter some extremely delicious food, so the trip was worthwhile.

Zhao Cheng first went to his younger sister's courtyard.

"Ah Wan, look what I brought you!"

Zhao Wan was stunned and before she could react, she saw Zhao Cheng pull out an oil paper package from his pocket.

"What is this?"

Zhao Cheng smiled knowingly and said, "This stuff is amazing! You've definitely never had it before, it's incredibly delicious!"

As he spoke, he reached out and opened the oil paper package.

An extremely rich and fresh aroma instantly filled my nostrils.

Zhao Wan sniffed and said somewhat awkwardly, "Brother, you went out to buy this food again. Mother said that food outside is not clean and cannot be eaten."

"You could eat it secretly, but why did you bring it back?"