Madam, let's steam buns together

Yang Dabao's fillings today, in addition to the conventional two kinds of vegetable fillings and two kinds of meat fillings, there are also two new fillings, but the amount of these two new fillings is not much, about a dozen of each can only be made .

Regular customers know that Yang Dabao often has new flavors of steamed buns, so they will take the initiative to ask: "What new flavors of steamed stuffed buns do you have today?"

The busiest period of time has passed, Yang Dabao raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his face from the heat of the steam with his sleeve, and recommended his new stuffing with a smile: "Sweet egg heart quicksand bun and salty Do you want to try the egg heart quicksand bag in your mouth?"

It was the first time for a regular customer to hear a steamed stuffed bun with this name, and he immediately became interested: "Huh? What stuffing, sand stuffing?"

"It's not sand. It's made from the yolk inside the egg. It tastes like quicksand. It's the name my wife gave it. Hehe, it sounds nice."

As soon as he mentioned this, Yang Dabao burst into a smile, "My wife said that he once ate a southern cake called golden quicksand cake. The filling inside was like quicksand, soft and melted in the mouth. Let’s see if we can also put this kind of stuffing in the buns.”

Of course the taste is a little different.

When Zhang Huaruo mentioned the golden quicksand cake that day, Yang Dabao was very interested, so he asked what raw material the quicksand cake was made of. Zhang Huaruo only vaguely remembered that egg yolk was used, and he didn't know anything else.

At first, Yang Dabao tried to make one with raw egg yolk, but the finished product was quite different from the quicksand that Zhang Huaruo said. Zhang Huaruo was really curious when he saw him, so he asked medlar to invite the pastry chef in the prime minister's mansion.

I didn't ask the pastry chef to give me all the money, but I just asked him to mention Yang Dabao a little bit. It's up to Yang Dabao to figure out what kind of state the quicksand will be.

For pastry chefs like them, the real craftsmanship will never be taught casually, it will only be passed on to the apprentices who really worship the master, but the general method can be told to Yang Dabao, for example, the so-called quicksand stuffing is made of steamed egg yolk Instead of raw egg yolk.

With the pastry chef's suggestion, Yang Dabao quickly made a decent quicksand bun, but the taste was still a little off.

Zhang Huaruo thinks that the taste is too heavy and does not have the feeling of quicksand. He suggested that Yang Dabao add some other ingredients to the mashed egg yolk. It is best to dilute it and have a more fragrant taste.

Yang Dabao thought about it, and tried to add a little corn flour and wheat flour to adjust the consistency of the egg yolk. After several attempts, he finally made it decent. With a look of "how can there be such delicious buns in the world", she is extremely cute.

Intrigued by what Yang Dabao said, the regular customer ordered an extra quicksand bun in addition to the original five buns: "Give me a salty one, I like salty ones."

"Okay." The other five steamed buns have already been wrapped. Hearing that old customers want to try new steamed stuffed buns, Yang Dabao deftly picked up a clean square oiled paper and took out an egg heart quicksand bun from the steaming steamer. , this one is not sealed, but recommends regular customers to try it now.

Yang Dabao smiled and said, "If you don't like it, I won't charge you any money. I'm also trying to sell it today."

Although Zhang Huaruo and Gouqizi both like to eat this quicksand bag, Yang Dabao is not sure that everyone will like this taste.

After all, some people like to chew hard, some people prefer to eat soft, and their food preferences are different.

"Okay, now that you've said that, I'm going to taste the taste of this quicksand bun."

The old customer took the egg heart quicksand bag handed over by Yang Dabao, and it was still a little hot, so he tried to take a small bite first for fear of burning his mouth, but he only bit into the outermost layer of the bun skin, just enough to reveal a small mouth. See the bright yellow stuffing inside.

It seems liquid and not liquid, but it is not solid, and it is quite fun to flow back and forth.

The regular customer originally wanted to wait for it to cool down before opening his mouth, but the tempting fragrance that emerged from this small mouth directly tempted him, and he couldn't help but take a big bite, and his tongue instantly felt the steamed stuffed bun. The hot current inside was so hot that he raised his head and opened his mouth to blow a cool breath, but his brain knew it was hot, so it couldn't stop his body from wolfing it down.

Except for the small bite at the beginning that was so small that it was almost negligible, the regular customer ate up half a palm-sized quicksand bag in less than three bites. He didn't say anything during the period, because it was so delicious that he couldn't speak!

The other customers who bought buns at the side saw him like this, even if this person wasn't praising the deliciousness of the buns, he could still feel the deliciousness of the buns from his eye movements, and some of them swallowed without even realizing it.

Before realizing that the old customer was about to speak, someone shouted: "Give me two of his buns, I want sweet ones!"

"I want one sweet and one salty!"

"I want it too, I want it too, two!"

Yang Dabao quickly got back to work, and within a short while the quicksand-stuffed buns were sold out, causing later customers to express disappointment when they heard that there were no more buns filled with quicksand.

"How is it, is it really that delicious?"

The person being asked didn’t have time to speak and reply. He bit the bun in his mouth with a happy expression on his face. He raised his other free hand and frantically gave a thumbs up. After sucking a little bit of quicksand on his thumb, he said, "It's delicious!"

Those who didn't buy it turned around and asked Yang Dabao: "Is it really gone? If I can do it again, I don't mind waiting a little longer."

Yang Dabao said with some embarrassment: "I didn't expect it to be so popular. I made so many eggs today. It will take too long to buy eggs and remix them. How about this? You come back tomorrow, and I will pack more eggs tomorrow." Click this."

"Okay! I will come early tomorrow!"

Yang Dabao estimated the feedback. Nearly [-] quicksand bags were sold to about [-] people. Only one of them said that he didn't like the soft texture, but he still praised the taste and aroma. The rest of them Unanimously praised the taste of the quicksand bag, it seems that the response is not bad.

Tomorrow, I can replace the bean paste buns with quicksand buns.

The peak period for selling breakfast has passed, and from now on, a few people will come to buy it sporadically, so Yang Dabao also sits on the bench to rest for the time being.

When he thought that Zhang Huaruo would come to bring him meals at noon, he couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, and he lowered his head and smiled.

If it weren't for Zhang Huaruo, he probably didn't know that egg yolks could still do this.

That day when I heard Zhang Huaruo talking about quicksand cakes, I decided to try making quicksand bags on a whim. I didn’t think much of it at the time, but now that I think about it carefully, Zhang Huaruo has always been with me to try, giving him advice by his side. After he failed the first time, he encouraged him, and even invited the pastry chef in the prime minister's mansion.

Yang Dabao knew that if it wasn't for Zhang Huaruo's face, the pastry chef would definitely not come to teach him a little cook who made steamed buns, and he himself would not have the opportunity to get advice from such an experienced chef.

Zhao Wuwen, the stall owner next door, also took a break at this time. Seeing that Yang Dabao was also resting, he came over and sat next to Yang Dabao to chat with him.

"Dabao, did you make new buns again? In the morning, I saw that you were very busy here, and I seemed to vaguely hear what you guys were talking about, quicksand or egg yolk." Zhao Wuwen started the conversation with a random topic.

Yang Dabao replied: "Well, my wife taught me to make egg yolk stuffed buns. I didn't expect it to be so popular."

"Hey, isn't that lady of yours the young master of the prime minister's mansion, so she can cook?"

Zhao Wuwen thought so, since Zhang Hua could teach Yang Dabao how to make steamed buns, it meant that Zhang Hua could cook if he knew how to cook. This logic is fine!

Yang Dabao shook his head: "He's not very good at cooking, but I can help you. I used to think that he wouldn't like to go into the kitchen. Don't they have a saying among the scholars, what is it called... A gentleman cooks far away? But my family Madam said, he doesn't take exams for fame, he just knows how to read and write, he doesn't count as a scholar, so he doesn't have to abide by those rules."

"Oh." Zhao Wuwen doesn't quite understand these things. He is just a vulgar man who makes dishes. The words on the dishes are all made out of seals and engraved seals made by other people. He probably knows those few. Because I face those few words every day, I almost don't know other words.

Zhao Wuwen was still curious, "Hey, no, since your wife can't cook, how did he teach you how to make this bun?"

Yang Dabao replied naturally: "My wife has eaten a lot of good things that I have never eaten, so just tell me and give me inspiration."

"Oh..." Only then did Zhao Wuwen come to understand. Hearing Yang Dabao's words, he couldn't help but sigh with longing, "That's right, a rich family like your wife must have eaten a lot of delicacies from mountains and seas, and some of them may have been my whole life." Good things you can't eat."

Ah... I really want to eat something good, taste the taste of abalone and bird's nest!

Zhao Wuwen suddenly turned his head and stared straight at Yang Dabao: "Do you still have the quicksand egg yolk bun you mentioned?"

Since you can't eat authentic good things, let's try the steamed buns that have been improved by Yang Dabao's craftsmanship. Rounding off, he has also eaten delicacies from mountains and seas that rich people have eaten.

Yang Dabao said embarrassingly: "No, I didn't make a few in total. It was a waste of eggs. I didn't dare to make a lot of them because I didn't think so many people would like them. I will make more tomorrow and give you one at that time." Try it."

An old woman came to Zhao Wuwen's booth to watch the bowls. Zhao Wuwen hurriedly got up to greet the guests, so he stopped chatting with Yang Dabao.

When noon approached, Yang Dabao's business gradually increased again.

Steamed buns are not only for breakfast, for most ordinary people who can’t go home to eat, and can’t afford a formal meal in a restaurant, it’s the most cost-effective to come and buy a few steamed buns for five or six cents each. and cheap.

There was another team lined up in front of the small steamed stuffed bun stall. Fortunately, the road was fairly spacious, and everyone lined up as close to the side as possible, which did not affect the smooth flow of the road.

Yang Dabao was so busy that he didn't have time to raise his head. He just focused on making steamed buns and handing out the buns. The money box was put aside, and everyone would put the corresponding taels into the buns after they got them.

Because of this, he didn't notice the strangeness on the side of the road.