Chapter 41 No, monks are so powerful nowadays!
At four o'clock in the morning, Su Chen got up on time.
When I came to the kitchen, I saw the pig's trotter hotpot that I hadn't finished eating last night.
Because the task of setting up the pig trotter stall has been completely completed.
If you use the related ingredients again, you will be charged.
However, with the quality and uniqueness of these top ingredients.
Although the price given by the system is a bit high, it is still quite cost-effective.
Su Chen washed some vegetables, cut a piece of tender tofu, and served it with a large plate of meat slices.
Just throw it in the pot and rinse it, then you can start eating.
"Hiha, so cool!"
Who else eats hotpot so early!
After breakfast, it’s time to go to work.
He hadn’t had enough of the cumin beef sandwich, so he continued with the same flavor today.
But he plans to change the dough to a puff pastry bun.
The ratio of making puff pastry bun is very simple.
Just add water and mix the dough normally.
However, if you want to increase the crispness and ductility of the dough, you have to add some salt and alkali.
There is no trick to kneading dough.
The key lies in the technique of making the cake.
Knead the dough and roll it into thin slices with a rolling pin.
Brush with lard and start rolling.
Lard is good for shortening, preventing sticking, and creating layers.
Su Chen started rolling the dough, pulling it back as he rolled it.
When he rolled the last small section, he used a striper to cut strips on the dough and continued to roll it.
Twist it tightly into a spinning top, then roll it out to make a crispy bun.
The steps sound simple, but they are really difficult to perform.
No wonder street shops all buy frozen pancake crusts from the Internet.
This kind of delicate work requires several hours of kneading, rolling and rolling to make a hundred puff pastry buns.
Sure enough, more than two hours later.
Su Chen had just made fifty of them.
Let’s use the other fifty to make Baiji steamed buns.
…
At 8:30 in the morning, the sun shines on the glazed tiles of the temple, emitting a golden glow.
At the temple gate, Monk Huikong clasped his hands together and solemnly bid farewell to the pilgrims.
In my spare time.
He looked at his junior brother who was sweeping the floor with a mask on, his eyes filled with worry and curiosity.
Today he specially went to the temple gate to welcome guests.
The purpose is to see the culprit who seduced the junior brother.
At this time, a breeze blew slowly.
The junior brother's sweeping movement suddenly froze, and he covered his face with his mask and began to dodge.
His face darkened and he walked forward.
Only then did I smell a rich aroma of meat, wafting in majestically from outside the temple.
Smells so good!
Monk Huikong's eyes widened instantly, and he felt that his saliva might gush out at any time.
Oh my, how tempting?
Amitabha, Amitabha.
I've practiced for many years and shouldn't be moved by external things, but this taste is really...
A minute later, Huikong sighed.
That’s all! If I don’t go to hell, who will?
I want to see what is disturbing my practice.
I came to a place not far from Su Chen’s stall and looked at the bustling crowd.
Huikong's stomach was rumbling.
No, no.
But I am devoted to Buddhism.
He turned around and forced himself to move towards the temple.
The two young men next to them were chewing on roujiamo and exclaimed incoherently.
“This roujiamo is amazing.”
"Indeed, there's just not enough meat."
"No, this is not enough! Why don't you tell the boss to give me a roujiamo instead of a bun?"
The speaker may not intend it, but the listener may take it seriously.
Monk Huikong suddenly understood.
He came directly to the little monk.
"Brother, although we monks should be pure in heart and abstain from desires, as long as we are devoted to the Buddha and do not let these desires cloud our minds, that is all that is needed."
"Brother, what do you mean?"
The young monk felt something was wrong and asked.
Monk Huikong lowered his eyes slightly, a faint smile appearing on his face.
"I just checked it out. It's Roujiamo. The skin is crispy, golden brown and fragrant..."
"Brother, hush...you're crazy!"
"As for the so-called Roujiamo, I don't need the meat, and the bun is golden brown, so it should be delicious."
The young monk was stunned at first.
After hearing the latter part, his eyes lit up and he looked at his senior brother with admiration.
"Brother, your opinion is great! I can't match it..."
Soon, Huikong found two younger brothers to take over.
Run to the end of Su Chen's team and line up.
Today is the third day of selling Roujiamo, and we have a lot of returning customers.
As soon as Su Chen set up his stall, a line formed.
"Hey, look, there are two bald guys coming from behind."
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.
There were two monks, one big and one small, wearing gray linen robes.
"Fuck! Aren't monks supposed to avoid meat? Look at their heads and see if they have scars from their ordination."
"Yesterday when I went in to worship Buddha, I seemed to see the little monk next to me."
"Ah! So they come out so brazenly to buy roujiamo?"
"I heard there's a concept of three pure meats in Buddhism, and some sects allow them to be eaten!"
"What do you know? I am a monk in the temple, but outside the temple, I am a monk who eats meat and drinks wine."
…
After finally having some fun, everyone started talking and sharing their experiences.
Topics come and go quickly.
Just like the current hot news.
Su Chen didn't know about the new events behind the team.
He was brushing oil on the surface of the puff pastry bun.
The more oily it is, the crispier and more delicious the steamed bun will be.
After a few minutes, the buns were toasted on both sides and ready to be taken out of the pan.
The fire color is beautiful yellow, and the silk threads are also clear and obvious.
Paired with the tender and juicy cumin beef, it is so delicious!
To prevent the dough from falling off, Su Chen cut directly from the side of the puff pastry bun.
Sizzle...
The surface is crispy and crumbly, while the inside is crispy and distinct layers.
What a perfect signature puff pastry bun.
Add the freshly fried cumin beef and it’s done perfectly!
The team continued to move forward.
After more than half an hour, two monks finally got in line.
Monk Huikong clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, and said softly:
"Amitabha, benefactor, give me two roujiamo (meat-filled buns), just the buns."
"How much is one?"
Su Chen was slightly stunned before he could see the other person's attire clearly.
It turns out to be a master!
I've never sold it like this before!
Besides, if the steamed buns are sold, what will happen to the meat?
Thinking about it, Su Chen had no choice but to refuse.
"Master, the steamed buns and cumin beef here are limited. The steamed buns have been sold, but the meat is no longer available."
When the two young men at the back heard this, they quickly stood up.
"Boss, please sell the Roujiamo to the master!"
"The meat and steamed buns are packed separately. I bought the meat."
They both felt that there was too little meat.
They actually picked up this good thing that fell from the sky.
Su Chen thought about it and it made sense.
He immediately responded, "Okay."
The puff pastry bun was filled with lard, so the monk couldn't eat it.
I'd rather have a bagel.
Soon, Su Chen took out two ready-made steamed buns from the side, packed them up, and handed them to Huikong.
"Amitabha, thank you very much, benefactor."
Huikong took the cake, bowed again, put his hands together, and saluted solemnly.
Seeing this, Su Chen also hurriedly bowed in return.
He packed the two portions of cumin beef separately and handed them to the young man.
The young man discussed with Monk Huikong and paid one hundred yuan together.
The little monk followed suit and bought two steamed buns.
(End of this chapter)
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