1010 The Buddhist old man

A satisfied smile appeared on the grandpa's face. He chewed and chewed and directly swallowed the bun skin in his mouth.

Then, they started to eat the buns.

When eating a bun, one naturally had to eat the filling together to be considered as eating a bun. Otherwise, wouldn't it be eating a steamed bun?

Therefore, this time, the grandpa directly opened his mouth and took a bite of the meat - filled bun.

This time, the texture was completely different. With one bite, the gravy of the filling instantly filled his mouth.

"Oh." The grandpa shut his mouth tightly and dared not to open his mouth.

Afraid that the delicious taste of the soup would leak out, the grandpa immediately started to chew it as the temperature was just right and it was not too hot.

The pork plums had been carefully chopped up, so they were very soft and tender. When he chewed carefully, they also had the bouncy feeling of shrimp meat. The rich gravy was not only contained in the soup, but also in the bun skin near the filling.

On the other hand, the outer layer of the bun, which did not contain any gravy, exuded the unique fragrance of wheat. Under careful chewing, the faint sweetness inside directly made the meat filling even more delicious.

At the same time, the deliciousness of the filling made the taste of the bun skin even richer, and it was very fragrant.

It was hard to tell if the skin or the filling was better. These two things complemented each other. Neither set off the other, but they achieved each other.

"It's delicious. The skin of the bun has the taste of fresh flour. It seems that the flour was just ground today. " The grandpa was an old woman, so he could tell.

After all, fresh flour had the natural sweetness of wheat, and the taste was very fresh.

Before he knew it, the grandpa had finished an entire bun.

Usually, according to the grandpa's appetite, he would be full after eating such a big bun bought outside. But after eating this Dragon Eye bun today, the grandpa felt that he had just started to have an appetizer.

Therefore, he immediately started eating the other one.

This time, the grandpa didn't open the bun to eat; instead, he directly took a bite of the White and chubby bun with wrinkles.

The steamed buns cooked by Yuan Zhou were the kind of steamed buns that could be bitten off with one bite.

The old man bit the meat.

However, this time, the taste was different.

"Cha Cha." This time, when he was chewing, the grandpa found that the filling of the steamed bun was a bit crunchy, and it also had a sweet taste.

The fresh and sweet taste combined with the deliciousness of the meat filling and the chewy taste of the prawn meat made the bun even more delicious.

"This is a water chestnut, right? it's crisp, tender, and a little sweet." The grandpa ate the steamed bun carefully.

This time, he ate very slowly. After all, there were only two in this basket, and there would be no more after he finished eating.

"Steamed bun? Where are my buns? Why is it gone?" Wu Hai suddenly cried out in alarm and looked at the empty bamboo steamer with an unbelievable expression.

"Did you eat my bun?" Wu Hai looked at the last steamed bun in Ling Hong's steamer gloomily.

"Get lost, get lost. You just ate two. Have you forgotten already?" Ling Hong picked up the steamed buns from the steamer with the other hand angrily.

Ling Hong was just preventing Wu Hai from directly snatching it away. After all, this guy was as shameless as him.

"Impossible. I only took a bite. How can it be gone?" Wu Hai looked at Ling Hong with his eyes wide open.

"The buns in your hands are definitely mine." Wu Hai continued to say with an affirmative look.

"Hehe." Hearing that, Ling Hong sneered and then finished the first steamed bun in two bites. After that, he took a big bite of the last one.

Ling Hong revealed a complacent and arrogant expression, as if he had eaten it.

"Ow," Wu Hai wailed and then fell down on his own seat. He started to stare at Yuan Zhou with a face full of resentment.

Yuan Zhou immediately turned around and appeared to be very busy.

"Wu Hai's eyes are really getting more and more terrifying." Yuan Zhou ridiculed in the heart.

Exactly. Wu Hai stared at Yuan Zhou's back with such a resentful look that a hole almost appeared on Yuan Zhou's back, which could even be compared with broth.

In fact, Wu Hai was not the only one who had such a reaction. Even Ling Hong, who had just taken a big bite of the steamed bun, couldn't help feeling heartache. One should know that this was the last steamed bun for the whole morning.

No, it should be said that it might be the last steamed bun for the next few days. After all, Yuan Zhou rarely made the same food for breakfast in a row.

Therefore, Ling Hong prepared to taste it slowly but was interrupted by Wu Hai.

Therefore, Ling Hong also couldn't help looking at Yuan Zhou with resentment.

Other than Ling Hong and Wu Hai, the other customers had almost finished their steamed buns by now. After all, how long could two steamed buns last? so what if they were the size of two fists?

If it was cooked by someone else, the girl would be full and so would the boy. But since it was cooked by Yuan Zhou, it wouldn't be too much even if he cooked three more.

Therefore, all of a sudden, everyone started to look at Yuan Zhou with resentment.

The resentful atmosphere in the shop suddenly soared.

Even though Yuan Zhou had been baptized by Wu Hai's eyes for a long time, he still couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart."Looks like I can't make buns tomorrow. His gaze is too scary."

On the contrary, the grandpa was the calmest. After eating, he revealed a pained expression and then began to wipe his hands slowly.

"Ah, this steamed bun is really delicious. It's just that Little Chef Yuan's portion is too little." The old man said.

Before Yuan Zhou could answer, the customers at the side started to nod their heads in agreement.

"One lady is full, two men are full." Yuan Zhou clarified primly.

"That's what you say, but little boss Yuan's dishes are different from the others. Two is too little. " The old man said.

"Thank you," he said. In the face of compliments, Yuan Zhou had already gotten used to saying thanks.

This time, the grandpa was speechless, and his eyes revealed,"I'm not complimenting you, am I?"

However, Yuan Zhou had already turned around and went to get the steamed buns. After all, the people who had finished eating had left this sad place in a hurry.

By now, everyone had clearly understood that Yuan Zhou would not add even one more dish. Well, this was the result of many experiences and lessons.

But fortunately, the old man, who had a very Buddhist way of thinking, did not get up and slam the table.

The grandpa didn't even ask about the faint tea fragrance in the bun.

What if he couldn't maintain the Buddha - like style when he asked? therefore, the grandpa directly ignored the fragrance.

"Forget it. I'll bring my wife over for dinner tomorrow." The grandpa stood up and thought as he walked.

"One bun like this is enough for my wife, so I can eat one more. That's Three Buns." The grandpa thought happily.

"Why don't you bring your grandson over tomorrow for a meal? half of that kid is enough. The rest is all mine." The old man had his eyes on his three - year - old grandson, because he could eat four and a half.

Putting everything else aside, the grandpa had obviously forgotten that his wife could finish an egg fried rice set or a clear broth noodle soup set by herself. How could she not finish two steamed buns?

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