Chapter 8 A Small Stockpile



"I want to buy a pastry gift box,"

Zuo Ling pointed out her favorite foods, listing about ten items, and asked, "How many servings can these make?"

The waiter's attitude warmed up, and he counted the boxes quickly: "We can get 45 boxes. If not, we'll have to wait until tomorrow."

Zuo Ling was busy absorbing the crystals, and the time was uncertain: "Then let's pack 45 boxes first, and I'll come back in a couple of days."

The waiter was afraid of losing the order:

"If you need a large quantity, you can pay a deposit first, and we will place the order with the head office."

Although they are all Tao Heung stores, the competition between them is fierce. The top three stores receive extra bonuses, and the staff are working hard to achieve their sales targets.

Zuo Ling politely declined, saying, "I have something to do and can't set a time. I'll take these for now."

Hiding her disappointment, the saleswoman smiled sweetly:

"Please wait a moment, we'll pack it for you right away."

There was an extra stack of pastry boxes in the space.

Zuo Ling's favorite cooked food is none other than Bangbang Duck.

Bangbang Duck is the name of the shop. In addition to duck, it also sells sliced ​​beef and tripe in chili oil, rabbit meat in chili oil, boneless chicken feet, sausage, shredded tripe in chili oil, spicy chicken wings, bean curd skin in chili oil, and so on.

Thinking of the delicious, spicy, and numbing Bangbang duck, Zuo Ling's shopping addiction and drooling flew at the same time.

Not only Zuo Ling loves to eat it, but the people of Beijing also love to eat Bangbang Duck.

Bangbang Duck mainly focuses on takeout and does not offer dine-in service; each store is relatively small.

When Zuo Ling arrived, there were seven or eight people crowded in front of the small window.

It's Zuo Ling's turn:

"I'll take all the leftovers of the sliced ​​beef and tripe in chili sauce, spicy rabbit meat, boneless chicken feet, sausage, shredded tripe in chili oil, spicy chicken wings, and chili bean curd sheets."

One sentence provoked dissatisfaction from those behind Zuo Ling in line.

Zuo Ling then added:

"Don't rush, don't rush. You guys go first, the rest is mine."

Those in line immediately felt relieved.

It's rare to see someone back you up like this.

The shop assistant quickly hung up the "Sold Out" sign.

Besides the items Zuo Ling ordered, the shop also sells other items to increase its variety, but the stock is limited.

The shop assistant was a good person; at worst, they could take the sign down after Zuo Ling left to avoid any conflict.

After spending 22,000 yuan, Zuo Ling clicked her tongue and said that the only downside of the price of the Bangbang Duck was that it was expensive.

I just love this kind of food, and since I can't replicate the taste of other people's recipes, I have to spend money to buy it.

I bought a lot of pastries and prepared foods, but I haven't bought any staple foods yet.

Zuo Ling likes to eat steamed buns with red bean filling. There is a noodle shop run by northerners in the farmers' market near her former workplace.

Her family's bean paste is homemade, full of bean flavor, and very chewy.

Many businesses are cutting corners as they expand their operations, either buying ready-made red bean paste or using a grinder to grind the beans until they have no chewiness at all.

Zuo Ling was afraid that her future children would never be able to eat authentic bean buns again.

After circling around, it was already late, and we were stuck in traffic.

By the time she arrived, all the steamed buns were sold out.

Never mind, I'll talk about it tomorrow.

I passed by a steamed bun shop and bought twenty white flour steamed buns.

Carrying a bunch of spoils, I returned to the hotel in high spirits.

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