Crossover Anime: Randomly Setting Up a Stall with Binchotan Charcoal

"you guess?"

"I bet it's a joke. Although Xia Tian is handsome, he's not quite... wait, Xia Tian, ​​you didn't get this girlfriend by using your hand massage skills, did you?"

Summer was speechless. You guessed right, two of them did indeed come from this source.

And how do I feel?

You're almost fooled into believing it too.

"Xia Tian, ​​you're so despicable. Were you playing tricks on me yesterday too, making me do that...that? Anyway, Xia Tian, ​​don't use this trick on other girls in the future."

Summer was stunned. What do you mean? You mean you can use it less on other girls, but more on you?

"Here, take this bun. Even eating it won't shut you up."

"Xia Tian is feeling guilty. Could it be that I was right?"

Time passed by as the two chatted idly.

The closer you get to the plump, white beef buns, the stronger their aroma becomes.

Jianzi, standing next to her, couldn't help but swallow hard, only then realizing that the things the boss was selling looked delicious.

I should have realized it sooner; the things the gods create are definitely extraordinary.

"Sir, can I buy two steamed buns too?"

Seeing the scene of the boss beating up the goddess, she said weakly that she was a little afraid of this mysterious boss.

Although Summer denies that he is a god, the fact that he could beat up Aqua-sama without any mental barriers means that he is definitely a being of the same or higher level.

"What a strange title, just call me boss. What flavor do you want?"

"I'll have one beef bun and one tofu bun, too. Lady Aqua, here's yours for 1000 dan." Miko hesitated for a few seconds, then took two and paid respectfully.

In summer, packing becomes a breeze.

After getting the steamed buns from the Baigongyuan Garden, I took a big bite right away.

"oh???!"

One bite and Kaori Miyazono almost burned herself with the scalding juice, but the deliciousness of the bun shocked her entire family.

Is this a bun?

This is so incredibly delicious!

With just one bite, Kaori Miyazono was instantly captivated by the taste of the steamed bun. The soft, slightly sweet outer layer and the steaming hot filling created a sensation in her mouth, like a miniature universe exploding within her oral cavity.

The tender and juicy beef looks like it was grazing on the grassland just a moment ago—it's so fresh it'll make your teeth ache. The juicy inside of the bun complements the wheat-scented outside perfectly, making every bite irresistible.

I was just comparing Uncle Fujiwara's bread with Summer's steamed buns.

I'm sorry, Uncle Fujiwara, you don't deserve it.

If all the steamed buns at a steamed bun shop are this delicious, their own chain of bakeries might go out of business.

Woohoo~

good to eat,

While eating, Kaori Miyazono started crying.

"Brother Xia Tian, ​​why are you so late? I can't believe I can't eat these delicious buns more than a few times now, waaaah~"

· ·Requesting flowers··· ······

"Hmm, how did you know these steamed buns are only available for 7 days?"

"Gah~"

Kaori Miyazono's tears stopped abruptly. What did that mean? She was already saddened that her illness meant she didn't have much time left to eat steamed buns, but now Xia Tian-ge meant that the steamed buns would leave before her?

Wouldn't that be even more heartbreaking?

"Brother Xia Tian, ​​what do you mean? Are you not setting up a stall in 7 days, or are you not selling steamed buns anymore?"

"We'll still set up a stall, but not here anymore, and we won't sell steamed buns anymore."

"Brother Xia Tian, ​​don't be confused. Just focus on selling your steamed buns, and you'll definitely make a fortune. Or how about this, you partner with my dad, you provide the technology and franchise, and my family will convert the bakery into a steamed bun shop."

......... ....... .......

"If you turn a bakery into a steamed bun shop, won't your Uncle Fujiwara be out of a job?" Xia Tian teased, looking at the girl.

"Um... Uncle Fujiwara is a pastry chef, and steamed buns are a kind of pastry, right? Does Brother Xia Tian need to take on apprentices?"

"Your Uncle Fujiwara should really thank you." Xia Tian laughed. "Just kidding. Setting up a stall is just a hobby of mine. What I sell depends on my mood."

After eating this dumpling, how will I live if I can't eat it again? Suddenly, it seems like Kaori Miyazono has found something more terrifying than death.

People are alive, but they can no longer eat steamed buns.

"You devil, Xia Tian, ​​you're a devil!"

#@#

"Wow~"

After seeing Kaori Miyazono's exaggerated reaction, he couldn't hold back any longer.

She ate the tofu bun first.

The fragrant and spicy oil has partially seeped through the surface of the buns under high temperature, like a touch of red in the snow, making them look beautiful while also bringing out a hint of spicy aroma.

The moment it enters your mouth, the three textures of the outer and inner layers blend together, with salty, spicy, and sweet flavors dancing and intertwining in your mouth like a harmonious trio.

The oil and juices dance on the tongue, creating a smooth yet rich texture, as if a culinary feast is unfolding on the tongue.

"It's delicious, it's not bad, is it?"

"Boss, two more, please."

Chapter 93 The Stunned Father Miyazono

the other side,

Seeing that it was almost time to leave work, Fujiwara Saburo instructed the kitchen staff to hurry up and finish their work before the end of the day so as not to have to work overtime.

"Don't worry, Fujiwara-san, all the work at hand is done, we're just waiting for the machine to bake the bread."

The employees are working like machines; yesterday the boss brought back steamed buns, and everyone got two. We all make bread, and the boss bringing back steamed buns? Isn't that ridiculous?

Adhering to the principle of not wasting food, someone tried one and was immediately amazed by its deliciousness. Those who didn't believe it tried it themselves, and the entire kitchen fell silent.

How can these steamed buns be so delicious?!

"Fujiwara-san, have you confirmed it? Don't let everyone rush over there and end up not finding the person."

"Yes, these buns are so delicious, I'm going to buy 50 of them today."

"I spoke with Xiaoxun on the phone. The steamed bun vendor has already set up his stall, near the entrance of Xiaoxun's school." Fujiwara Saburo nodded with a sullen expression.

He still couldn't figure out how those steamed buns were made. He'd been trying to recreate them all day, but he still couldn't get the taste right.

Even though I can measure all the ingredients precisely to the gram, the taste is still worlds apart.

These steamed buns are just like the "happiness buns" that Grandpa talked about, imbued with emotion. When he was young, Grandpa apprenticed with a mysterious master to make steamed buns. In his youth, he could occasionally make buns like these, but as he got older, his energy waned, and his skills declined.

"Great."

Everyone was relieved to receive the confirmation and returned to their respective posts to get back to work.

Half an hour later.

The apprentices cleaned their respective workbenches thoroughly.

Not a single breadcrumb was left.

To finish a full day's work in 6 hours is nothing short of a miracle in an island nation where overtime is so common.

While waiting to leave work, everyone was relaxed and leisurely.

He would glance at his watch every now and then.

"Hey, why is time passing so slowly? I'm worried the boss will sell out of steamed buns."

Yesterday, I went down the mountain to shoot during my break. It feels like I'm out of place since I was only here for a day. "Hey, you guys, seriously, are these steamed buns really that delicious?"

"Holy crap, that's more than just delicious, I suspect it's the best steamed bun in the world."

"Holy crap, I'm going to give that a try."

"Why did our boss bring back those steamed buns? Does he really want us to replicate the recipe and switch to selling steamed buns?"

"Come on, how could such a divine steamed bun be replicated? Didn't you see that Fujiwara-san isn't saying anything?"

Fujiwara Saburo: "..."

There's really no need to mention me.

A group of people chatted excitedly, waiting for the last bit of work to be done.

"Ding!"

"The French croissants are ready! Plate them."

……

"The baguette is ready!"

……

"Boss, I'm off work now, see you later!"

……

"Goodbye, boss!"

……

"Miyazono-san! I'm off work too!"

……

Five p.m.

The setting sun gradually shifted westward.

The clouds on the horizon were dyed red, painted with magnificent colors. Slowly, the red faded from the sky, and a dark cloak appeared.

Gongyuan's father sat at the cashier's counter and took a sip of tea.

He found it a bit strange.

The employees were all so proactive today; they finished all their work before the end of the workday.

Are they possessed by evil spirits or have they taken the wrong medicine?

These guys usually slack off and make excuses to work overtime, earning their hard-earned money. Why did they all have a change of heart today and leave work on time?

Mrs. Miyazono was also completely bewildered, her expression utterly confused.

"Are these guys on some kind of high-energy boost today?"

"If only that were the case, it would be best to do it every day, as it would save a lot of overtime pay."

As the two were talking, they suddenly saw that the secret technique Mutou Ran, who had picked up and dropped off their daughter that day, had returned.

"Xiao Lan, where's Xiao Xun?"

"That girl is staying at the steamed bun shop. Let me come back first."

"???"

Mutou Ran glanced at Miyazono's father, then at Miyazono's mother, looking as if she wanted to say something but hesitated. She'd witnessed quite a show on her way back from school during the traffic jam at the school gate.

"Tell me quickly, has something happened to Xiao Xun?"

"Xiao Xun went to that boss for a foot massage."

"It was fine yesterday."

"Xiao Xun deliberately kicked the telephone pole, and I felt sorry for her when I saw that kick."

Miyazono's father: "..."