That's what they say.
When the filling of the buns has been steamed, the aroma spreads everywhere in the air.
Unable to resist, Ms. Wang Chuanjuan decided to buy one to try.
As she stopped dancing and prepared to leave the group, the aunt next to her immediately knew that she wanted to buy steamed buns again.
She admitted that the steamed buns made by the young man before were delicious.
But the steamed buns they sold later weren't very good.
Some of them aren't even handmade buns, but rather semi-finished frozen buns bought online, which are then steamed directly in a pot when they set up their stalls.
How delicious could that taste?
Everyone who tried it was heartbroken by those half-finished buns.
So when the other dancing aunties saw Ms. Wang Chuanjuan leave, even though they could smell the aroma of the steamed buns, they didn't follow her.
Ms. Wang Chuanjuan fell in love with steamed buns ever since she tasted them made by Lin Zhou.
So even though I knew the steamed bun stall in Huaguo Mountain wasn't the same as before, I still couldn't resist buying one to try because of my love for steamed buns.
A single steamed bun isn't expensive.
When Wang Chuanjuan followed the aroma to Lin Zhou's stall, she saw the familiar Lin Zhou and immediately screamed and ran over.
This shout immediately attracted passersby who hadn't been paying attention to Lin Zhou's stall.
"It's you, Mr. Lin! Oh my god, I'd recognize you even if you were ashes!"
Wang Chuanjuan ran and laughed, enthusiastically pulling Lin Zhou along as she spoke.
Their excited attitude made them seem like a mother and son who had been separated for many years, leaving the fried food stall owner standing in front of them completely bewildered.
Is this person trying to cut in line?
"Ma'am, I was here first, so I have to wait in line."
Before Lin Zhou could speak, the fried food stall owner very warily pulled Ms. Wang Chuanjuan back.
He's been waiting for over ten minutes, how can someone cut in front of him?
No way!
They're being so enthusiastic, they might just be trying to cut in line without you noticing!
He's also in business.
I've seen quite a bit of what these diners are thinking.
Lin Zhou greeted the aunt with a smile.
Aside from the stall I set up at the vegetable market, it seems that the Huaguoshan area is where I encounter the most mothers-generation diners.
They all share one characteristic: they are enthusiastic and talkative.
Lin Zhou also became much more talkative.
"Boss Lin, where have you been setting up your stall before? It's been so long since you've sold steamed buns here. You have no idea, I think about your steamed buns every day now, but I just can't find any that taste as good."
Ms. Wang Chuanjuan is very experienced in this area.
Ever since she fell in love with steamed buns, she would go out and find steamed buns to eat every few days, and she ate her way through all the steamed bun shops in Jiangdong.
I just couldn't find any steamed buns that could compare.
No, you could say that none of them are even 80% as delicious as the steamed buns made by Boss Lin.
Regardless of the taste of the filling, the color and texture of the bun dough alone make a world of difference.
Now we see Lin Zhou is back selling steamed buns.
The excitement was indescribable!
"Mr. Lin, can I buy more? I love your steamed buns so much, I can eat several in one sitting!"
Although Ms. Wang Chuanjuan was pulled to the back by the fried food stall owner, she still couldn't help but ask excitedly.
From the moment she saw Lin Zhou, her emotions were already in turmoil.
She couldn't imagine how happy she would be when she finally got to eat the steamed buns she had been longing for.
"I don't think it will work."
Lin Zhou looked around at the diners who had been drawn by the aunt's shout and gave a standard, awkward yet polite smile.
He had been there for more than ten minutes, and only the owner of the fried food stall next door was there.
Several diners have already been drawn over by the aunt's excited expression.
Leaving aside Lin Zhou's online fame.
Late at night, with the lights dim, everyone reflexively assumed that the new steamed bun stall at the park entrance was a copycat.
Lin Zhou, who is ignored by everyone.
Then, when Ms. Wang Chuanjuan came over, her excited appearance immediately attracted attention.
Lin Zhou's figure was also spotted by everyone.
It's hard to see clearly, but you can get closer to see it.
Then immediately five or six more people joined the queue.
"Oh my god, I didn't even notice, isn't this Boss Lin?"
"Yes, I just looked up the photos online, it's Mr. Lin."
"My goodness, Mr. Lin is actually back selling steamed buns?"
"Am I dreaming?" the man said, pinching himself hard.
"Ouch, that really hurts!"
After saying that, the man quickly joined the queue at the back.
The fried food stall owner, upon seeing the sudden appearance of the extra person, looked at Wang Chuanjuan with a hint of murderous intent.
He had been waiting for a long time and hadn't seen any customers come, so he thought that the steamed buns would probably be unlimited tonight.
He can finally enjoy a delicious meal.
Unexpectedly, just as the steamed buns were about to be ready, someone arrived!
If there's no one in line, their location won't attract much attention.
But once the queue starts, everyone passing by has to take a look.
So many people know Boss Lin, so there'll have to be a limit on the quantity!
Once the steamed buns were cooked to perfection, Lin Zhou turned off the heat.
The rest will need to be simmered for a few minutes.
Those familiar with the place knew that the steamed buns would be ready to eat soon when they saw Lin Zhou turn off the fire.
Suddenly I felt a little anxious and couldn't help but look ahead expectantly.
These layers of steaming baskets in front of you, emitting plumes of heat, are the best symbol of deliciousness.
To passersby on the street, their appearance suggested a long queue for something delicious.
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