I ate like a god in the captive of food

Chapter 155
The speed of making steamed stuffed buns at the back of Beiyou is much faster than that of a special steamed bun machine. It didn't take long for Beiyou to finish the big pot of stuffing, and he didn't know how many steamed buns he made. Come up with a space ornament to install.

After finishing the work, the steamed buns were not in a hurry to steam. Beiyou rubbed some recovered snowdrop seeds, added some seasonings and mixed them into small pickles, and then went to cook porridge.

No precious ingredients are used, just the common rice on the beach, rice, which is simple porridge after all.

Other than that, there is only one carrot, a one-meter-tall carrot.

This is an ingredient called Nuanwei Carrot. It is an ingredient that Beiyou bought in the country of healing. It is not very common, but it is very effective for people with a bad appetite.

Put the rice and chopped carrots into the pot, and finally add a lot of water. After lighting the fire, Beiyou went to the side and waited. It is still early, so there is no rush.

He rested his head on his arms and squinted for a while. When Beiyou opened his eyes again, he felt a little wet on his body, but it was normal. Resting next to the cauldron, the water vapor would be no different from a sauna if it was in a sealed environment.

After raising the temperature to dry the clothes on his body, Beiyou stirred the rice and carrots that were rolling in the cauldron. Beiyou checked the time and went to steam the buns. Although he really wanted to wait until the door opened soon, but That quantity must be relatively small, he doesn't want to stare at the endless steamed buns.

As a pot of steamed stuffed buns came out of the pot, the steam in the house suddenly became rich, and it was full of the smell of steamed buns, but I don’t know if I couldn’t bear the provocation of the smell of steamed stuffed buns. Sometimes it also exudes a sweet smell, and the faint carrot smell has a slight burnt aroma because of the long cooking time, just like the sweet taste of roasted sweet potatoes.

All of a sudden, the two scents began to occupy the territory of the house, and you chased me to occupy it, so you came and went. In the end, the two scents were no longer satisfied with this small space, and floated out through the gaps in the doors and windows.

It's just that before they drifted far, they felt a suction force coming, even if the fragrance that escaped this suction force was sucked away by other suction forces in the next second.

And the source of this suction is the people who have already queued up here, for them eating is the most important thing.

"It smells so good, I can tell how delicious the food is just by smelling it."

"Yeah, I really don't know what kind of breakfast I made, but I think the ingredients used should be very high-end."

"Huh? High-end ingredients? I hope the price is not too expensive. I don't have much money with me."

"Ahem, young man, is this a question of money? This is obviously a question of whether you can sort it out."

After talking, a few people looked at the long queue that had already been lined up, and they didn't have much hope in their hearts, because there were too many people.

As for Beiyou, he didn't know about this situation. After all, his knowledge was not so wasted, but he already had a bad feeling in his heart.

After the five pots of steamed stuffed buns came out, Beiyou looked at the hundreds of steamed stuffed buns and probably could last for a while. After all, it’s still early in the morning, so there shouldn’t be too many people coming.

Shaking his neck and twisting his waist, Beiyou was about to open the store, and he opened it ahead of schedule, diners came one after another, so it was not troublesome at all.

However, Beiyou thought very well. He saw those people outside when there was a gap when he opened the door, and he closed the door at that time. Fortunately, he didn't open it too much, so no one would notice. Arrived.

But now is not the time to worry about this. He really didn't expect so many people to come. The food he prepared must not be enough, unless one person is limited to two buns.

"Huh? Purchase restriction? Yes, purchase restriction!" Beiyou said to himself, he thought of a purchase restriction, his buns are big buns, two ordinary people plus some other things must be enough to eat, so that other people can also eat Eat it, just right.

When I thought about it, I did it. I found a wooden board and wrote the conditions on it, and then put two pots of steamed buns to steam before opening the door.

The moment Beiyou opened the door, although Beiyou was already mentally prepared, he still felt a little guilty when he was stared at by those eyes of his colleagues.

"Ahem!" After coughing twice, Beiyou put the wooden sign in a prominent place, and then said in a flat tone, "Open for business."

The long queue lined up with one sentence came alive, and everyone who formed it began to move in tacit understanding. Of course, if the messy voices were removed, it would be even more shocking.

"I was scared to death. When I saw Boss Bei holding that wooden sign just now, I thought he was going to ask for leave again."

"Huh~ I thought so too, fortunately not."

"Hahaha, why do you feel that Boss Bei is a habit (like a crime) when you say that."

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"It's not wrong to describe it like this. Look at other chefs who are very busy opening their shops every day, but Boss Bei has very little time to open his shop."

"Don't be so happy for now. The news on the wooden sign came from the front. Boss Bei said that he didn't expect so many people, so each person is limited to two. If the people behind don't buy it, don't blame him."

"Depend on!"

"sun!"

"..."

"Brother, can you see if there are still people here?"

"How do I know? I don't know how much Boss Bei has done."

……

He doesn't know about the subsequent quarrel with the North Tour. What he knows is that he wants to strangle yesterday's self and let him be so stingy. It may not be enough to buy this breakfast in limited quantities. He has to continue with lunch and dinner. He felt that he might want to run tomorrow.

But no matter how complicated the mood in his heart is, Beiyou still has to smile on his face now, after all, he can't do business with a bad face, right?

"Sir, your vegetarian bag, do you want porridge?"

"Can porridge be replaced by buns?"

"..."

Beiyou didn't want to answer this question anymore. There were not three or five people asking this question at this moment. He explained at first, but now he was tired, so it would be better if he just said no. Enough said.

Steamed buns were being prepared one pot after another, but the porridge was decreasing rapidly. Just when he was thinking about whether to make another pot, he found that the mixed pickles were already empty.

"Sun, that's a small pickle. I put more salt on purpose. I didn't expect it to be the first one to disappear. Are these guests so heavy now?" Beiyou thought.

But then he left, there was no remixing, and the salty things disappeared in a blink of an eye. He was afraid that the group of diners would bankrupt him just by eating salt, so let's sell steamed buns.

"The newly made hot buns are here, do you want porridge?" Beiyou continued to smile and asked the customers who came to buy...

(End of this chapter)