Chapter 286 I don’t know how to make barbecued pork buns

Author: white beard

Chapter 286 I don’t know how to make barbecued pork buns

Zhou Bai walked into the Douhua shop.

When Hualin heard the sound of someone entering the door, she panicked and put the things she was painting into the drawer.

Zhou Bai's eyes followed her movements.

I saw the thing in her hand passing by, and I could barely make out that what she was holding seemed to be...a menu.

If it was just a normal menu, would she need to be so panicked?

This thought flashed through Zhou Bai's mind, and his pupils suddenly shrank, but he still forced himself to calm down.

Then he showed a smile to Hua Lin.

"you again?

What questions do you want to ask this time?

Let me tell you in advance that I do not welcome you very much."

Zhou Bai still kept a smile on his face, shrugged his shoulders at her, and said casually, pretending to be helpless.

"This snack street of yours is really weird.

There’s not even a shop selling barbecued pork buns.”

There was a slight change in expression on Hua Lin's face, but it quickly returned to normal.

"There's nothing strange about this.

Come on, don't stop me from doing things."

Zhou Bai stood without moving.

"Of course it's strange.

Barbecue pork buns are simple and easy to make.

If you make it and sell it, you will definitely get a good business.

Right?

I don’t believe you can’t do such a simple thing?”

Zhou Bai's tone of voice was as if he was chatting.

But Hua Lin's face changed drastically when she heard Zhou Bai's last words.

“What crappy barbecued pork buns?

Of course I won't do it.

Just walk around quickly and don't stay here."

Zhou Bai looked at her like this, and of course he would not let this topic go.

"You don't know how to make barbecued pork buns, I can teach you."

Seeing that this annoying person still refused to leave, Hua Lin could only pick up a rag and wipe the table to relieve her anxiety.

Zhou Bai looked at her and slowly said what she told him word for word.

“The most important thing when making barbecued pork buns is to prepare the marinade.

Sorghum wine, soy sauce, oil, sugar...

As long as you marinate it well, you won't be able to tell what kind of meat you are using..."

Just as Zhou Bai finished speaking the last word, he suddenly heard a "clang" and a water glass on the table was knocked over to the ground.

Hua Lin squatted on the ground in panic, trying to pick up the glass fragments on the ground with her hands.

Zhou Bai saw that he already understood almost everything he should know.

While she was squatting on the ground, he turned around and walked out of the Douhua shop.

Behind Zhou Bai, Hua Lin picked up half of the glass and suddenly calmed down.

“What kind of barbecued pork buns?

Why don't you and sister come in and teach me a lesson?"

She held a large piece of broken sharp glass, with a charming smile on her face, and stood up from behind the counter.

But when she took a closer look, she found that besides herself, there was no one else in the Douhua shop.

So she stamped her foot angrily and threw the piece of glass in her hand to the ground again.

This time, the glass finally shattered into pieces.

Zhou Bai walked outside the Douhua shop.

To his left, he could see the old couple who ran the bun shop, still standing alone inside the shop.

Zhou Bai's eyes fell on the business hours written on the door of their store.

8 am to 10 pm.

After Zhou Bai saw their business hours clearly, he thought about it, but decided to go over and confirm again.

"Young man, do you want to buy steamed buns again?"

Zhou Bai smiled and shook his head at them.

"I'm not hungry yet.

But the red bean paste buns are really delicious.

I want to ask what time you close the stall today, so if I want to eat tonight, I can come over."

The old man's face was a little dull, but then he smiled a little.

"As long as you like it, that's fine.

We plan to wait until twelve o'clock today.

We won't close the stall until our son's birthday has passed."

Zhou Bai nodded.

"Okay, I remember.

I hope you can wait for him today."

The old lady's expression also changed at this time.

"Young man, let me lend you some good words.

I think we will wait for him today."

Zhou Bai didn't stay long. After saying goodbye to them, he walked out of the bun shop.

Behind Zhou Bai, the door of the Douhua shop was ajar.

Hua Lin was still standing inside, lowering her head and fiddling with the things on the table.

Zhou Bai did not turn around to look at her, but continued to walk forward.

Hualin a year ago could make barbecued pork buns, but there is no way Hualin can't do it now.

Obviously, she just lied.

So why did she need to lie about this thing that seemed so small to others?

That only shows that to her, this is no small matter.

From the information Zhou Baidan had just obtained, he was almost certain that even if Hualin was not the mastermind, she was at least involved in the making of barbecued pork buns.

Next, we have to confirm whether she has any accomplices.

Zhou Bai was looking for the roasted pig's trotters shop along the road.

There are many rules about this roasted pig's trotters shop in the three time and space.

Moreover, the owner of this shop is in a relationship with Hua Lin.

Looking at it this way, his suspicion is not small.

It took Zhou Bai about five minutes to walk to the door of the roasted pig's trotters shop.

The owner of their shop is also the only chef in the shop.

Although there are not many customers, every time Zhou Bai passes by here, he can be seen standing in front of the barbecue and busy.

“Should I buy pig’s trotters?

If you don’t buy it, go away and don’t stand here blocking the road.”

A waiter who looked to be in his teens saw Zhou Bai standing at the door, all dirty and dirty, and shouted to drive him away.
To be continued...