My Baozi spreads through the Three Kingdoms

Fang Xue heard it, and like someone else said, if I put all the braised pork in it for you, then you will have to pay, two pieces of meat are really a lot.

Fang Xue asked Diao Chan and Guan Yu to bring out some steamed buns with braised pork.

"Sister, is there any meat left? I, Lao Zhang, go in and eat two pieces."

Here Zhang Fei asked Diao Chan, braised pork, he felt his stomach was rumbling.

"Hurry up and work, my sister will not miss you. If you go in now, I'll tell you, I promise you won't get anything to eat."

Diao Chan said Zhang Fei, you want to be lazy and eat braised pork?
Impossible, I'm looking at you.

Even if there is still a lot of meat left, I won't let you in to eat.

If you want to eat, wait until noon.

Zhang Fei looked at Diao Chan, well, he understood, sister Diao Chan would not let him go to eat braised pork later.

But looking at Sister Diaochan's behavior, and the fact that the braised pork buns came up so quickly, it showed that the girl passed the test very quickly, so there must be a lot of meat left, and he ate some for lunch.

"There are braised pork buns, three yuan and five for one."

Zhang Fei shouted, there were quite a lot of people in line, he told everyone.

"Grandma, I want to eat steamed buns with braised pork, and I also want a glass of milk."

There was a seven or eight-year-old boy, wearing a pair of glasses, who called his grandma.

"The braised pork is not good, but the beef is good for the body. Be obedient, let's drink soy milk."

Grandma took her grandson's hand and persuaded him.

Braised pork is so greasy, beef is so good, beef is much more expensive than pork.

As for drinking milk, there is no milk outside. She gives her grandson soy milk.

"No, I want to eat braised pork, I don't eat beef."

"Uncle, I want a braised pork and a glass of milk."

The boy said loudly, he doesn't want to drink soy milk, it's not good.

"Okay, I'll get you braised pork later, but we don't have milk or soy milk at home, only porridge."

Zhang Fei and the others heard it, but the queue hadn't reached the child yet.

"Your family needs milk and soy milk, or you have to buy other people's soy milk after buying buns, which is troublesome."

"That's right, soy milk and milk also make money. Go ahead, your buns are delicious, so don't worry about eating your stuff."

"Porridge is good and delicious, but you can't drink it every day. Tell your lady boss, soy milk, milk, yes, and eggs."

"Yes, tea eggs, boiled eggs, all of them, and the kimchi, which can't be eaten here, so I don't have it. We don't have any packaged ones, so I have to give them all."

"Yes, yes, no, you can get some pickles."

Many people started to speak up.

I think there is no soy milk, milk, I think there is no boiled meat, tea eggs, no salted duck eggs, no pickles, and no kimchi.

Anyway, a lot of comments.

Zhang Fei, Liu Bei and Zhuge Liang didn't seem to hear it, they just nodded and hummed.

What are you kidding, why are you doing so much, aren't you tired?
Besides, the system on the girl's side didn't let the girl do this.

Steamed buns, porridge, and kimchi are enough.

That girl does so much, isn't she tired?At that time, the girl will make delicious food for them.

Don't they eat well by themselves!

Do you want soy milk?

Okay.

The fried dough sticks on the opposite side have a lot of soy milk, you just go and buy it.

There are many soy milk shops on this street, and one of them has all kinds of soy milk, including original flavor, mung bean, red bean, and five grains, what do you want to drink?

Why do you have to sell it? I think you are just too lazy to buy it.

As for milk.

Others have it, so go buy it at someone else’s. There are many milk sellers on this street, and there are only two fresh milk sellers. Why don’t you come to us.

Others also have tea eggs and boiled eggs. If we want to make them, they must be stupid eggs, and you will think they are too expensive by then.

Forget it.

Pickles, where is the time to make pickles for you guys?

As for packing pickles?
Do you know how many packed buns we sold this morning?
Kimchi?
Can you bring it over?
If you want to eat kimchi, you go in and sit down and eat.

Anyway, no matter what opinions you put forward, we will all respond with a smile. As for whether to act or not, that is another matter.

"Isn't this family's braised pork always two yuan, two yuan and five? Why is it three yuan and five at your house?"

The boy's grandma asked, she thought it was a bit expensive, and the beef one didn't even cost three yuan.

"Sister, my meat is good and delicious."

Zhang Fei said that he was still confident in the girl's craftsmanship. As for why it was three yuan and five dollars, it must be because of the high cost given by the system. The girl will not set this price casually.

"How delicious it can be, isn't it just a piece of pork belly, it's fat and oily."

The boy's grandma was not very satisfied. She gave her food, but she refused to eat it. She was afraid that her blood pressure and blood lipids would be high.

"We eat beef."

She said to her grandson again, she just didn't want to give her grandson braised pork, for fear that he would get fat if he ate too much.

Look at her grandson, he's quite thin, it's all in her care, otherwise he would be like the chubby guy next door, and his mother would watch him lose weight every day, what a worry.

"I want to eat braised pork, uncle, give me a braised pork."

The boy ignored his grandma, he just wanted to eat braised pork, and he didn't know why it was so difficult to eat a bun.

Zhang Fei looked at the boy, and then at the boy's grandmother.

He has to get the consent of the boy's grandma, because it is the grandma who pays.

"Uncle, pick it up for me, I have money."

The boy handed Zhang Fei a five-yuan bill.

"Pick it up, pick it up, really."

The boy's grandmother was unwilling, but she still didn't persuade her grandson, and asked Zhang Fei to pick up a steamed bun with braised pork.

The boy's grandmother led the boy away dissatisfied.

Zhang Fei continued to pick up buns for others. Every morning he met too many people of all kinds, so it didn't matter what anyone said.

Diao Chan saw this and went back and told Fang Xue.

Fang Xue glanced at her, how normal is this, the boy is not bad, you have never seen grandma not buy it, grandson beats grandma, rolls on the ground and cries, what a joke.

"Look, I'm going to make buns."

Fang Xue went inside, and there are still a lot of noodles, she has to pack them out.

As for what to pack?
She plans to make it vegetarian. No matter how delicious the braised pork is, if you eat too much, it will get boring.

Fang Xue blanched the vermicelli, chopped the vermicelli, and then fried the tofu.

The tofu is cut into very small cubes and fried golden on both sides.

Fry the eggs again, stir the eggs evenly, pour them into the hot oil, and stir them in the pan with chopsticks while pouring, until the fried eggs are thin and small.

In the end, Fang Xue fried a little minced meat, the kind that was evenly fat and thin.

I chopped some cabbage leaves, chopped them and put them in.

Cabbage, tofu, vermicelli, eggs, minced meat, put in the seasoning and mix well, Fang Xue started to wrap.

She learned this bun from her mother, who likes to eat this kind of bun.

Although her grandfather and her father are chefs, the stuffing they made and made into buns is not as delicious as her mother's.

Maybe it's because of my mother's smell.