Chapter 511 You are a fucking talent
Chapter 511 You are really a fucking talent
Everyone's reaction was as expected by Tang Muyang.
This bun can be said to be top-notch in terms of both material selection and processing.
The stuffing of the buns is made from the finest ingredients, chopped by Wen Renxun Yue Wuyingjian, and mixed with Chinese medicinal materials specially prepared by Tang Muyang.
Coupled with the fact that He Juntang kneaded the face with his palms in ecstasy, it was soft yet refined, which can be said to be extremely wonderful.
During this process, the true energy released by the two people tempered these materials, so that the ingredients naturally contained spiritual energy. Coupled with the medicinal materials specially prepared by Tang Muyang, it was no less than some high-end health care products.
The steamed buns made by the three masters cost 100 yuan per drawer, which is almost like giving them away for free.
If it weren't for Tang Muyang's drunkenness, it would be impossible for these people to enjoy this kind of service in their lives.
The crowd of people rushing to buy was originally chaotic, but it was about to turn into a stampede.
Tang Muyang shouted loudly and stopped the crowd, and then everyone went over to line up.
The little fat man looked on with a dignified attitude at first, but when he saw the expressions of enjoyment on the faces of those who had eaten the steamed buns, it was as if they had eaten dragon liver and phoenix marrow, so he hurriedly wiped away the water that was about to flow to his chest.
He licked his face with saliva and squeezed into the crowd.
The stacks of steamers that were originally high in front of the store have been reduced at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The little fat man was extremely lucky to be ranked 100th in line. He hurriedly took out the banknotes from his pocket and started to get the steamer.
However, Tang Muyang's hand speed was much faster than his, and he took the steamer away first, "I'm sorry, today's buns have been sold out."
The little fat man suddenly became unhappy, "Didn't you say the sale is limited to 100 copies? I happen to be the 100th one."
Tang Muyang curled his lips, "Didn't you just say that only idiots would buy it? I'm doing this for your own good."
The little fat man's plump face suddenly twitched a few times, and he raised his arrogant head and said, "You are stupid, you are stupid. Give me the buns. Even if you are stupid, I will admit it."
Tang Muyang held back his smile, "It seems like you just said that if I could sell a drawer, what would you call me?"
"Grandpa!" The little fat man called out without hesitation, then licked his fat face and looked at Tang Muyang, "Grandpa, my grandson is hungry, give me the buns quickly."
Tang Muyang couldn't hold it back any longer and started laughing and scolding, "You are really a damn talent. You will risk your life just to eat a steamed bun."
The little fat man didn't mind his ridicule at all.
Our ancestors have said that food is the most important thing for the people!
In other words, eating is a big deal. No matter how old grandpa is, can it still be bigger than the sky?
"Okay, stop being so nagging, I'll apologize to you and take back what I just said. Give me the buns quickly." The little fat man said, and he was about to grab it.
Tang Muyang shrugged slightly, "Sorry, someone has already reserved this bun."
The little fat man suddenly became angry, "Who made the reservation?"
Tang Muyang immediately tilted his head far away.
The little fat man turned around and saw a beautiful figure trotting towards this side.
Qin Yao?
The little fat man's eyes lit up, and he immediately looked up at the plaque above his head, as if he understood something.
When Qin Yao saw the long queue, she couldn't help but be a little surprised.
I often eat at this store. When did the business become so good?
Without thinking much, I was about to queue up.
Then I heard a somewhat familiar voice, "Yao... Qin Yao, you don't have to wait in line."
Qin Yao followed the sound and saw the strange man she met yesterday.
"You...why are you here?" Qin Yao walked up to Tang Muyang, her eyes full of surprise.
"I said yesterday that we will meet soon. Look, did you get what I said?" Tang Muyang said with a proud look on his face.
"No...then where did Uncle Yang go?" Qin Yao still didn't come to her senses.
"He...his wife gave birth to a baby and asked me to take care of it for him for a while." Tang Muyang casually found an excuse to excuse her.
"Oh, that's it." Although Qin Yao was still a little confused, she didn't ask again, and then she caught a glimpse of the sign hanging on the door, "Are steamed buns so expensive now?"
When Tang Muyang heard this, he tore off the sign and said, "No, this is just for fun. How much did you pay for the buns you bought before?"
Qin Yao answered honestly, "8 yuan."
Tang Muyang nodded, "It's still eight yuan now."
There were still many people queuing up outside, and they were immediately filled with indignation after hearing this.
"Is there any mistake? Why was it sold to us for 100 yuan and sold to her for 8 yuan?"
"It's just unfair. We are all students of Yan University. Why is it so expensive to sell it to us?"
"Okay, stop arguing. Who wants the parents to be beautiful? Beautiful women always get preferential treatment."
"What's wrong with being ugly? If you're ugly, you have no human rights?"
"Didn't you see what was written on the plaque?"
"I'm going, I just found out that this boss is interested in Qin Yao, right?"
"Big news..."
Although everyone was talking in low voices, Qin Yao still heard it and hurriedly looked up.
When she saw the word "Aiyao" on the plaque, her pretty face suddenly turned red.
"You..." Qin Yao looked at Tang Muyang with a blushing face, not knowing what to say.
"The name is random." Tang Muyang coughed twice and hurriedly changed the subject, "It's windy outside, you can eat in the store."
Qin Yao hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded and walked into the breakfast shop.
Tang Muyang turned around and said to the people who were still queuing: "Today's buns are all sold out, please come back tomorrow."
Everyone immediately complained.
“We’ve been waiting in line for so long and you’re telling us we’re gone?”
"Yes, boss, please bring more, we haven't eaten yet."
"The worst we can do is pay more. If 100 doesn't work, just 200. At least we can sell more."
Tang Muyang ignored everyone's complaints and waved his hand, "Okay, don't make any noise. The rules are the rules. How can you change them at will? If you want, you can eat early tomorrow."
Everyone pouted, saying it sounded nice. Didn't Qin Yao change the rules immediately when he came just now?
Although they were complaining in their hearts, no one said anything and they all dispersed.
The little fat man gave Tang Muyang a resentful look, like a resentful woman who had been abandoned by a heartless man.
He came relatively early, and it could have been his turn, but just because of a mistake, he missed such delicious food, and now he feels extremely regretful!
Looking at the residue at the corners of the mouths of those who had eaten the buns, the little fat man wanted to climb up and lick them clean.
However, he finally endured it and turned around and left.
Tang Muyang looked at his desolate back and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. What a damn talent.
Ignoring this, he turned around and walked back to the store, where he saw Qin Yao curiously looking at the meat buns in the steamer, as if she had discovered a new world.
"Why don't you eat?" Tang Muyang was not polite and sat directly opposite Qin Yao.
"This bun is a little different from what I used to eat." Qin Yao held a bun in her palm and looked at it carefully.
The buns look like handicrafts carved from mutton-fat jade.
Especially in her white and tender palms, it became more and more crystal clear.
Tang Muyang hurriedly urged: "Try how it tastes."
Upon hearing this, Qin Yao hurriedly lifted up her long hair that covered her face, opened her little cherry mouth like a lady, and put the bun in.
Chapter completed!