The Golden Shumai was indeed as if it was made of gold. The rich fragrance of the meat mixed with the refreshing bamboo fragrance directly rushed into Bu Fang's nostrils, instantly causing him to sink into a sea of fragrance. The glittering and translucent skin of the shumai that was emitting a golden brilliance seemed to be on fire. There seemed to be flames spurting out from it, but when he took a closer look, he realized that the flames had disappeared.
The nine Golden Shumai were placed in the purple bamboo steamer basket. They were as beautiful as nine handicrafts, without the slightest flaw.
That was because the filling of the shumai was first wrapped with a thin layer of pork skin. After being steamed, the thin pork skin and the shumai skin were deeply embedded together. The filling was a mixture of diced meat and spirit vegetables, giving off an incomparably rich fragrance. The moisture of the vegetables mixed with the fat of the Flaming Boar formed a rich broth that rippled within the shumai.
Bu Fang looked at the Golden Shumai and could not wait any longer. His appetite was aroused by the rich fragrance of the meat. He used the purple bamboo chopsticks provided by the system to pick up a shumai. He did not immediately put it into his mouth. Instead, he first drank a mouthful of the rippling broth.
This broth was a mixture of the spirit vegetables, the Flaming Boar, and the purple bamboo fragrance. It carried a faint golden color. When it entered his mouth, it instantly enveloped his taste buds and spread the rich fragrance throughout his mouth.
Bu Fang was in a very good mood. After drinking the broth, he gently took a bite of the shumai. The skin of the shumai was very tender. Because it was mixed with the egg of the Thunderstorm Pigeon, it carried a slight numbing sensation. It was not very strong, but when combined with the slight burning sensation of the Flaming Boar, it brought about a different texture.
It was so delicious that Bu Fang almost swallowed his own tongue.
In a short while, a basket of nine Golden Shumai had all entered Bu Fang's stomach. Bu Fang licked his lips as he reminisced about the taste. Delicious food would always make people feel happy.
After packing his things, Bu Fang began to prepare to brew the "Ice Heart Jade Urn Wine". The distiller's yeast was prepared by the system and had already completed the steps of "brewing in the twelfth month and thawing in the first month". Bu Fang could directly use it.
After placing a jar that was half the height of a person into the environment simulation cupboard specially created by the system, he was done. He only needed three days to brew the first portion of "Ice Heart Jade Urn Wine". Actually, Bu Fang was looking forward to this fine wine.
When he was done, it was already late at night. Bu Fang yawned and prepared to sleep. A good chef must have high-quality sleep. Only by sleeping early and waking up early could he have a healthy body.
The next morning.
Bu Fang opened the door of the restaurant. The weather today wasn't very good. Dark clouds covered the sky, and there wasn't any warm sunshine.
"It looks like it's going to rain," Bu Fang muttered as he stood at the entrance of the restaurant and raised his head to look at the sky.
Blacky raised its head and glanced at him before continuing to lie on the ground. It was so lazy that it didn't want to move at all. It seemed like it was going to rain and it was too lazy to enter the store to take shelter from the rain.
Bu Fang was also curious. This big black dog lived like a pig every day, why didn't it gain any flesh? Even a pig that was raised like this would have already gained a lot of flesh, yet this dog still maintained its slim figure.
"Blacky, I'll improve your diet today," Bu Fang said as he stroked Blacky's smooth and untainted fur.
Then, Bu Fang returned to the kitchen and began to practice his culinary skills. He prepared the Golden Shumai and used the remaining fillings to stir-fry a portion of fragrant Flaming Pork Stir-Fried Vegetables.
When Bu Fang walked out of the kitchen with the dish that emitted a rich aroma, the eyes of the black dog lying on the ground immediately emitted a rich light as it stared fixedly at the porcelain plate in Bu Fang's hands.
Meat! There was meat!! The big black dog stretched out its tongue impatiently.
A smile appeared on Bu Fang's stiff face as he watched Blacky eagerly gobble down the food from the porcelain bowl. He pulled a chair and curled up at the entrance of the store. There was no warm sunlight today, so Bu Fang sat there in a daze.
Not long after, Fatty Jin arrived with a group of fatties. The moment they entered the store, they saw the new dish on the menu, the Golden Shumai.
"Oh my, Owner Bu, is there a new dish? Shumai? Is this breakfast? "Fatty Jin's eyes lit up as he asked Bu Fang.
"Yes." Bu Fang expressionlessly nodded his head. He stood up and prepared to start his activity. The arrival of Fatty Jin meant that his busy day was about to begin.
When Fatty Jin and the others saw the Golden Shumai that had just come out of the steamer, they were all stunned. The rich aroma of the meat made them want to give it a taste immediately.
Without a doubt, the products of Bu Fang were definitely the best.
Fatty Jin's mouth was covered in grease as he ate. The other fatties who had not reached third grade Battle-Maniac could only stare at Fatty Jin with drool dripping from their mouths.
"Owner Bu's culinary skills are truly unparalleled. This Golden Shumai is simply too delicious, it suits my appetite too much! Haha! "After Fatty Jin finished his basket of shumai, he wanted to order another portion, but was mercilessly rejected by Bu Fang.
A basket of Golden Shumai was worth ten crystals. For Fatty Jin, who was not lacking in money, it was nothing. However, the quantity was too little and it made Fatty Jin feel uncomfortable. How could nine shumai fill his stomach? Therefore, Fatty Jin ordered a few more.
After a long while, Fatty Jin and the others left Fang Fang's Little Store in satisfaction. To be able to enjoy this delicacy once a day, it was an indescribable happiness.
After Fatty Jin and the others left, a petite figure slowly arrived and rubbed her hazy eyes.
"Smelly boss, I'm not late, right?" Ouyang Xiaoyi said while yawning.
Rumble!
Just as Ouyang Xiaoyi entered the store, it began to drizzle outside. The raindrops that constantly fell formed a curtain in the sky, covering the sky and the earth.
"No, you're late," Bu Fang seriously said.
Ouyang Xiaoyi immediately rolled her eyes, stuck out her tongue at Bu Fang and made a face.
"Smelly boss! I brought enough money today, I want to eat breakfast! " Ouyang Xiaoyi proudly said as she took out a sachet and waved it in front of Bu Fang. The sound of crystals colliding could be heard coming from within.
Bu Fang expressionlessly glanced at the sachet. There was a smiley pig's head painted on the sachet. It was indeed the style of the little girl.
"Oh, there's a new dish today. Unfortunately, your cultivation level is not high enough. Otherwise, you could try it," Bu Fang simply said.
The smile on Ouyang Xiaoyi's face immediately froze. She felt as if an invisible arrow had suddenly shot into her heart. It hurts!
"For the sake of eating, I'll definitely work hard in my cultivation!" Ouyang Xiaoyi solemnly vowed with a pout.
"Oh, then your grandfather must be very pleased," Bu Fang expressionlessly said.
"Pleased? Pleased my ass! " If the old man of Ouyang knew that the little girl was working hard in her cultivation just to eat a good meal, he might vomit a few liters of blood.
Just as the two of them were bickering, a figure slowly walked out from the curtain of rain.
He was holding an oil-paper umbrella and wearing a white robe. He was gentle and elegant with a smile on his face, making people feel as if they were bathing in a spring breeze.
The third prince slowly stepped into Fang Fang's Little Store. He closed the oil-paper umbrella, shook off the rain on it, and leaned the umbrella against the door to prevent the rainwater from entering the store.
Bu Fang strangely looked at the third prince. The third prince seemed to have a different temperament today. Even though he was still gentle and elegant, there was a bone-chilling coldness within his elegance.
Ji Chengxue stepped into Fang Fang's Little Store and actually did not greet Bu Fang. Instead, he found a seat and sat down.
Ouyang Xiaoyi and Bu Fang were puzzled.
After a while, the sound of messy footsteps came from the alleyway, along with the sound of rainwater hitting the bamboo hats.
Not far away, four figures were slowly walking toward Fang Fang's Little Store from the entrance of the alleyway.
The rain was getting heavier and the water splashed on the ground. The misty rain made the entire world seem unreal at that moment. Vaguely, the drifting rain seemed to have suddenly become silent.
As the four figures stepped into Fang Fang's Little Store, a gust of rain and coldness immediately rushed in, instantly washing away the warm atmosphere within the store and replacing it with a chilling atmosphere.
Ouyang Xiaoyi shivered and shrunk in the direction of Bu Fang as she looked at the strange four people with her big eyes.
The four of them found a seat and sat down. They did not talk to Bu Fang either. Their positions vaguely blocked Ji Chengxue's figure.
The rainwater on the bamboo hats dripped onto the ground and suddenly broke into pieces. It was like a sudden clap of thunder in the quiet store.
Then, four rays of cold light suddenly bloomed. Like a short-lived epiphyllum, they were blindingly white as they shot toward Ji Chengxue.
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