Food: Randomly set up a stall, customers chase me ten blocks away

Pour the soaked red beans into the pot in batches, one time the amount of red beans and three times the amount of water, and then start to cook.

After cooking, there will be a little water left in the pot, but the beans are already very soft and will turn into mud with a little pressure.

Lin Zhou poured the red beans into the strainer while they were still hot to drain the water, and then let them cool naturally.

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During this period, prepare the fillings for the barbecued pork buns.

Cut the large pieces of pork plum meat into 1 cm thick slices, cut the onions into shreds, mix them together, and marinate for a while.

After the red beans have cooled, take two-thirds of the beans and put them into the wall breaker to crush them.

Then heat the pot and pour the remaining one-third into the pot with the crushed red beans. The bean paste can taste granular, and the taste will be better. The same principle applies to beef buns, there must be beef granules while there is minced meat.

Lin Zhou stood in front of the stove and kept stir-frying the red beans in the pot over low heat.

Stir-fry evenly from left to right, then turn it over and press it.

After about fifteen minutes of frying, the kitchen was already filled with the aroma of red beans.

Lin Zhou added white sugar to the red bean filling and continued to stir-fry.

After adding sugar, the red bean paste will become soft and need to be fried for another minute or two.

The aroma becomes the sweet aroma of red bean paste.

Lin Zhou tasted it and felt that it was not very sweet, so he added some maltose to increase the viscosity between the red bean paste and make it better shaped.

Then it was served and waited for cooling.

During this period, the plum meat was almost marinated. The plum meat slices were placed on the tin foil on the baking tray and baked for 20 to 30 minutes.

Take it out, let it cool, and cut it into cubes.

The diced meat and barbecue sauce are mixed in a ratio of 1:1.5 to make the barbecue pork buns.

The preparation of the ingredients is to knead the dough and prepare to make buns.

The finished red bean paste buns are round and look like steamed buns instead of buns.

Because there are no wrinkles.

Put the wrapped red bean paste buns in the steamer one by one.

Next is the barbecued pork buns. When the barbecued pork buns are steamed, they will crack when opened, so the wrinkles are not important.

The appearance of the two buns today is different from the previous ones.

Lin Zhou is very curious about their taste.

But it takes a long time to prepare the fillings, plus the time to wrap the buns. It was seven o'clock when everything was ready.

Lin Zhou didn't plan to have dinner either. He packed all the buns at once and went to set up the stall directly.

The familiar tricycle drove out of the villa gate.

The security guard on duty stood at the door and opened it responsibly.

"Mr. Lin, take care and have a safe journey."

......

Huaguoshan Park.

Wen Nan and Xiao Wang each occupied a stone pier.

They got off work a little later today, and it was almost eight o'clock when they arrived.

But seeing that the bun stall hadn't come yet, it was inevitable that he was a little anxious.

"Are you sure the bun stall will come at eight o'clock?"

Xiao Wang listened to the sound of square dancing not far away and was very irritated.

It was really noisy.

What he hated most was the square dance team. The music was loud and noisy. At night, the park square and other places were occupied by square dance aunties. It was really annoying.

"The boss said it himself. It's not eight o'clock yet. Wait a little longer."

Wen Nan was not in a hurry. He was always slow.

After looking at his phone, he focused his eyes on the road where the boss of the steamed bun stall came yesterday.

After a while, he saw a familiar tricycle.

"Here it comes!"

Wen Nan stood up excitedly and walked directly to the intersection of Huaguoshan Road to greet Lin Zhou.

At the same time, there were more than just the two of them.

There were several groups of people standing around, and they all walked towards the place where Lin Zhou had set up his stall before at the same time.

Needless to say, they knew they were waiting for Lin Zhou to come.

The owner of the fried skewers stall saw this scene, and his eyes were full of envy.

He had been setting up a stall for several years, but he had never met a diners waiting for him. He was really envious!

The next second, he also moved into the crowd without leaving a trace.

With so many people, he immediately became interested in joining in the fun. At the same time, he was also afraid that if he didn't go over, there would be more and more people and he wouldn't be able to eat the freshly baked buns.

"Make way~"

Lin Zhou rode his tricycle to the roadside and saw a group of people surrounding him. He immediately slowed down.

Everyone obediently gave up their seats to Lin Zhou and greeted him enthusiastically.

"Boss, you're finally here. I haven't even had dinner yet, so I came here to wait."

"That's right, me too."

"Boss, please steam the buns quickly. They're all waiting to eat."

"Boss, I think you can steam them on the way. They'll be steamed when you get there and you can eat them right away."

"......"

Lin Zhou:......

The overly enthusiastic diners almost squeezed Lin Zhou to death.

Lin Zhou was not a silent person.

But since the diners surrounded him and talked, and he couldn't take over, he found that silence was useful.

Speak when you want to.

When he doesn't want to speak, he pretends to be socially anxious, smiles, does his own thing, and avoids everyone's questions.

There are so many people in line, and he doesn't respond. The socially arrogant people can chat with the people next to them, so he doesn't have to worry about it at all.

Lin Zhou only speaks when everyone orders.

"Today's buns are barbecued pork buns and red bean paste buns. Barbecue pork buns are 10 yuan each, and red bean paste buns are 5 yuan each."

When the diners heard that the taste of today's buns has changed again, the passion that had just subsided rose again.

"Ah, I haven't eaten the tofu buns before, and the taste has changed again today."

"I love bean paste buns. I was just thinking about changing my taste."

"No, I prefer salty buns. What's the difference between sweet bean paste buns and desserts?"

"Sweet buns are annoying you. The soft dough and sweet bean paste are so delicious! You don't know how to appreciate it!"

"..."

Lin Zhou said nothing, turned on the fire, and started steaming buns.

During the waiting time, he didn't play with his phone to kill time.

The scene of the diners arguing over taste in front of him was more interesting.

Xiao Wang was also a pity. He didn't like the two kinds of buns today very much and had never tried them.

He wanted to eat the beef buns he had tasted before, but he didn't expect that there was none!

"Both tastes are sweet, I don't like them."

Xiao Wang backed out a little.

Wen Nan was the same.

He had almost the same taste as people who liked to eat salty and spicy food.

He didn't like salty and sweet tastes.

But Wang Chuanjuan, mother and daughter, and three people in the team liked it very much.

Today, their family didn't even cook dinner. The four of them came directly to Huaguoshan to wait for buns.

They brought the buns home last night and didn't wait until the next morning.

The remaining buns were eaten by their father alone.

So tonight, the family unanimously decided not to eat dinner to fill their stomachs, and to eat buns with empty stomachs.

Wang Chuanjuan didn't even dance the square dance.

Her friend Yingzi did the same.

At this time, they all stood in the queue waiting to buy buns.

They came early and occupied the front seats.

As the fragrance of the buns was released with the steam, they began to discuss how many buns to buy.

"I can eat four at most, four in the evening, plus tomorrow morning... I usually have a poor appetite in the morning, so I eat two. I want three red bean paste buns and three barbecued pork buns."

Wang Chuanjuan counted the buns she wanted to eat, and then looked at her daughter's husband.