After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

Lin Fan picked up a ladle and poured the prepared flour water in a large circle around the edge of the pot!

"Boom—Sizzle—!"

Lin Fan grabbed the heavy, thick cedar wood pot lid and placed it tightly onto the cast iron pot.

The fire raged fiercely.

Inside the sealed wooden lid, boiling water turns into high-temperature steam, which steams the dough on top of the pan-fried buns thoroughly within minutes. The yeast in the dough expands rapidly, and the originally small buns gradually become white, plump, soft, and full.

Lin Fan stood in front of the stove, listening intently to the sounds coming from the pot.

Thanks to the system's enhanced perception, he didn't need to lift the lid; he could accurately detect changes in the moisture level inside the pot simply by listening.

First came the muffled gurgling sound of water vapor churning.

Then the moisture evaporated quickly, and the sound gradually became crisper.

Until a crisp, fine crackling sound of oil popping came from the bottom of the pot.

Lin Fan's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly lifted the heavy wooden pot lid with his left hand!

"Whoosh!"

Thick, white, and scorching steam billowed and dispersed.

The hundred pan-fried buns in the pot had completely expanded and grown larger, with their tender white dough tightly packed together, plump and firm.

Lin Fan picked up the oil bottle and poured another ring of oil around the edge of the pan. He then slightly rotated the flat-bottomed iron pan to ensure even heating of the bottom. He used the high temperature of the pure oil to fry the dough, which was soaked in meat juices, until it developed a crispy crust.

Finally, grab a handful of golden, slightly browned roasted black sesame seeds and a handful of bright green, finely chopped scallions, and with a flick of the wrist, sprinkle them evenly over the snow-white surface of the pan-fried buns.

Black and white stripes, accented with emerald green.

The pure aroma of meat fat, sesame seeds, and scallion oil, mixed with the wheat flavor of flour, instantly created an explosion of fragrance in the large workshop!

Lin Fan picked up a flat-headed iron spatula, inserted it along the edge of the pot, and gently flicked it with his wrist.

"Snap!"

With a crisp, crackling sound, four pan-fried buns were lifted out intact with a scoop and slid steadily into a long white porcelain plate.

Lin Fan picked up the plate and examined it carefully.

The tops of the pan-fried buns are round and white, sprinkled with black sesame seeds and chopped green onions, and feel as soft as cotton.

Flip it over, and you'll find a whole piece of golden-brown, shiny, flat, and firm crispy bottom with an enticing golden sheen.

The system's assessment information instantly flashed into my mind.

[Ding! The 'Secret Recipe Crispy Bottom Pan-Fried Buns' are ready. Quality rating: Perfect.]

[Suggested retail price: 188 yuan/serving (4 pieces)]

Lin Fan picked up a pair of chopsticks, grabbed a pan-fried bun, and brought it to his mouth.

The steamed buns were piping hot, fresh out of the steamer.

According to tradition, you should never swallow these soup-filled pan-fried buns whole in one bite, otherwise the scalding hot meat juice will burn your tongue with a string of blisters.

You must "open the window first, then drink the soup".

Lin Fan gently bit a small opening on the upper side of the pan-fried bun.

"Slurp—"

A stream of hot, rich, amber-colored meat juice instantly flowed into the mouth through the opening.

The sweet and mellow flavor of black mountain pork is combined with the gelatinous texture of the melted aspic, without any greasiness. It is savory and delicious, and so thick that it is even slightly sticky to the lips.

A mouthful of hot soup warms you from your throat all the way down to your stomach.

After drinking all the soup, Lin Fan finally opened his mouth and took a big bite of the bun.

"Snap!"

The crisp, pleasant sound of teeth crushing the burnt bottom is delightful.

The top layer of dough absorbs the meat's flavor, becoming soft and sweet.

The bottom crust is crispy and firm, and chewing it fills your mouth with a caramelized aroma.

The black mountain pork meatball wrapped in the center is firm and chewy, and full of juice.

Three distinct textures unfold in your mouth, complemented by the nutty aroma of black sesame and the refreshing fragrance of scallions. With each bite, the aroma lingers in your mouth.

Lin Fan slowly chewed and swallowed, then nodded in satisfaction.

The taste is absolutely perfect.

A serving of four costs 188 yuan. Although the price is high, once you've tasted it, no diner can resist the ultimate temptation of this combination of carbohydrates and pure meat in the early morning.

Lin Fan wiped his mouth clean and immediately began mass-producing raw embryos in the Tiangongfang workshop.

The cutting and kneading machine operates efficiently, and within just one hour, thousands of raw dough balls for pan-fried buns are quickly wrapped, neatly arranged in layers on multi-layered wooden racks, and pushed into the low-temperature preservation area to await their turn.

After tidying up the kitchen, Lin Fan exited the farm space.

Back in his bedroom on the second floor, Lin Fan glanced at his sleeping daughter, washed up, and lay down to rest.

……

The next morning, at 4:30 a.m.

The night sky over Jiangcheng was as dark as ink, the north wind howled, the temperature dropped to minus eighteen degrees Celsius, and the roads were covered with thick, hard ice.

The streetlights on both sides of the street emitted a dim, cold glow.

Outside the Lin family shop, a long queue had already formed, stretching for dozens of meters.

"Squeak."

The lock on the back alley clicked softly, and Su Xiaoxiao quickly walked in, her feet sinking into the snow.

Because she was going to add 400 cups of soy milk today, she specially came an hour earlier than usual to prepare the ingredients.

"Brother Lin, I'll do it..."

Su Xiaoxiao took off her mask and gloves, but before she could finish speaking, her nose twitched twice, and she suddenly stopped in the middle of the hall.

The air was filled with a strong, overpowering aroma of burning.

It was the aroma of the baked crust at the bottom, the fragrance of roasted sesame seeds, and the savory fat of fried meat, all blended together perfectly, wafting into my nostrils through the gap in the kitchen curtain.

"It smells so good..." Su Xiaoxiao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and her stomach growled uncontrollably.

She quickly lifted the curtain at the back of the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Lin Fan was standing in front of the stove, dressed in a spotless white chef's uniform.

Two brand-new 80-centimeter cast iron frying pans were placed steadily on the high-heat stove, with two wooden trays filled with raw dough placed next to them.

Seeing Su Xiaoxiao come in, Lin Fan didn't stop what he was doing. He took out a plate covered with a white porcelain plate from the side and handed it to her.

"Perfect timing, it's fresh out of the pot, let's try it."

Su Xiaoxiao lifted the lid.

Four plump, white pan-fried buns, sprinkled with black sesame seeds and chopped scallions, are neatly arranged on the plate. The golden-brown edges at the bottom are faintly glistening with oil.

"Brother Lin, these are... pan-fried buns?"

"Yes, it's a new product, a secret recipe crispy-bottomed pan-fried bun. Be careful when you eat it, there's hot soup inside, so take a small bite and sip the soup first," Lin Fan instructed.

Su Xiaoxiao nodded, picked up her chopsticks, and took one.

The steamed buns were heavy; they felt substantial in my hand.

She carefully bit a small hole in the skin at the top, brought it close to her mouth, and sucked hard.

"Slurp—!"

The scalding hot and rich meat broth instantly flooded her mouth, scalding her tongue and making her cheeks puff out. But the mellow and rich meaty aroma instantly dominated her taste buds, making it so delicious that she couldn't bear to spit it out.

She slurped up several mouthfuls of hot soup and swallowed them, feeling a wave of comfort wash over her.

Then, he opened his mouth wide and took a bite of the bottom of the pan-fried bun.

"Snap!"

The crisp cracking sound was particularly loud in the quiet kitchen.

The bottom crust is crispy and fragrant, the meatballs inside are firm and juicy, and the top layer of fermented dough is soft and slightly sweet after absorbing the soup.

Su Xiaoxiao swallowed the whole pan-fried bun in a few bites, and her stomach felt like it was on fire. The chill she had caught while traveling early in the morning was completely dispelled in a few seconds.

"It's so delicious!"

Su Xiaoxiao wiped the grease from the corner of her mouth, her eyes shining brightly: "The bottom is as crisp as a biscuit, and the meat filling is tender and juicy! Brother Lin, this is definitely going to be a bestseller!"