When the first batch of soy milk is made, use the special paper cups left by this store to put it in one cup, then cover it with the lid and put it on the tray.
Continue to make the second batch of soy milk.
By the time everything was done and the buns were steamed, it was almost 5 o'clock.
Little Fubao laboriously carried the small bucket one step at a time to lift the water to the second floor.
Sang Mizhou looked back: "Just put the bucket below. What if you fall down while you lift it up like this?"
Little Fubao put the bucket on the ground and bent down to push it to the side: "It's okay! Fubao is very strong!"
After doing some cleaning downstairs, little Fubao's spirit was obviously better.
"It smells so good!" Xiao Fubao ran to the steamer that was still steaming.
Sang Mizhou directly stretched out his hand and pulled her back collar to pull her back: "Don't get so close, you may be burned by the steam in a while."
"oh."
Xiao Fubao responded and sat on the chair obediently, staring at the steamer eagerly, touching his belly with one small hand, and swallowed inconspicuously.
Sang Mizhou noticed her movements, and a gentle smile spread across his brows.
Take out two hot buns from the steamer and place them on a plate, along with a glass of soy milk and place them on the table in front of her.
"Try to see if it tastes good."
Xiao Fubao's eyes lit up, he grabbed a steaming bun with both hands, blew on it twice, and couldn't wait to bite it before the bun was completely cool.
The buns have thin skin and thick meat, and the sweet but not greasy red bean paste filling melts in your mouth.
Although it looks a little ugly, it still tastes good.
"tasty!"
Little Fubao was as happy as ever with Sang Mizhou, holding the buns in his hands and eating them deliciously.
[Wow, is it really that delicious? The little baby’s eating appearance makes me crave it as always, it seems really delicious.]
[Sisters, stop talking, I will get up now and try for you! I just went to have breakfast, that’s all, not to help them! 】
[That’s right! Director, don’t get me wrong! I just live nearby and often come to this store to buy steamed buns, that’s all! Even if Xiaobaby and the others weren’t the store manager today, I would still go there to buy breakfast! 】
Sang Mizhou smiled, took out the first meat bun made yesterday from the steamer, and took a peanut bun made by Xiao Fubao. He took a cup of soy milk and sat across from Xiao Fubao.
Sang Mizhou looked down at the two completely different buns and fell into deep thought.
His bag was extremely ugly, and although Xiao Fubao's bag wasn't very pretty, it was decent.
A question slowly rose in my mind.
Can such ugly buns really be sold?
But after everything is done, it’s useless to think about it so much.
Sang Mizhou picked up the peanut bun made by Xiao Fubao and took a bite.
The warm peanut butter flows out instantly, and there are still tiny particles. The homemade peanut butter is rich and fragrant, and the taste is unexpectedly amazing.
He originally wanted to make an ordinary peanut bun.
Unexpectedly, I accidentally made Liuxin peanut buns.
At half past five, the two of them moved the prepared breakfasts downstairs.
On the first day of trial sales, I didn’t prepare much.
I only prepared thirty meat buns, twenty bean paste buns, fifteen peanut buns and fifty cups of soy milk.
If I could sell all of them, it would only cost more than four hundred yuan.
As soon as the rolling shutter door was opened, many breakfast stalls had been set up on the roadside.