Phi-Fic Chapter 148 is flawless
Chapter 148 is flawless
The comments section erupted in uproar.
Old K didn't say anything, but swallowed the last bite of meat sandwich in his mouth, his Adam's apple bobbing violently.
"I had a lot I wanted to say, but this meat-filled bun left me speechless."
"It's delicious, family, it's so delicious, I really can't find any fault with it."
Done.
Old K picked up the meat-filled bun from his assistant's hand and showed it to the camera.
"This meat should be from the front leg, with a fat-to-lean ratio of 3:7. It's neither oily nor dry, and it feels like it was chopped by hand."
"Putting everything else aside, just look at the surface. It's golden and crispy, and the cooking time was just right."
"The key point is that it's only five yuan, just five yuan!"
Old K made a five-sign at the camera.
"If this were 50 yuan, I would have to find fault with it even if I had to grit my teeth, but at 5 yuan, there's really nothing wrong with it; you could say it's perfect."
"As for the taste, needless to say, I guarantee that once you've tasted it, you'll never be able to eat any other meat sandwich again."
The comments section erupted in uproar.
Old K was right, his persona has indeed collapsed. I was hoping to hear some discordant words from him.
[If Old K said so, it must be really delicious. He's the kind of person who'll nitpick even if there's nothing wrong with something.]
[This meat-filled bun looks so delicious, it's making my mouth water!]
Why isn't there a breakfast shop like this downstairs in my building? I'm begging the owner to open a nationwide chain.
Old K then sampled other things.
This marked a departure from his usual sharp-tongued style of commentary.
It was only then that everyone realized that while Old K had an endless supply of words when it came to finding fault, he was rather at a loss for words when it came to praising people.
The live streamers finally seized their chance and launched a barrage of mockery.
Just at this time.
There was a family sitting next to Old K at his table.
A young mother holding a child in her arms.
The child in my arms was about three or four years old, and he kept crying, which was very annoying.
"I won't eat it! I won't eat this!"
The young mother was very patient in coaxing him.
"Just try a bite, this meat sandwich is absolutely delicious. Being such a picky eater isn't good for your health. I'll open it for you; you can at least smell it, okay?"
"I won't eat it! I want KFC! I want pizza!"
The elderly people nearby also joined in the coaxing.
"Don't you often eat KFC and pizza at home? Today, while we're out having fun, you should try this meat sandwich. I guarantee it'll be better than anything you've ever had before."
The child seemed to be deliberately going against his parents, refusing to eat the more they offered, and throwing a tantrum.
"I don't want to eat it! I want a hamburger! I don't want to eat this garbage!"
The young mother glanced at the old man and said helplessly.
"Fine, if we don't want to eat, we don't want to eat. Mom, we finally got to wait in line, let's eat together."
As she spoke, the young mother handed the meat-filled bun to the old woman.
As soon as the bag was opened, a rich aroma of meat wafted out.
The old woman took a bite and almost burned her tongue with the scalding hot gravy, but the rich aroma that followed whetted her appetite.
"Oh, this smells so good! I could smell it while I was making it."
"Eat as much as you like. We've been here for several days now, so if you like it, we can come here to eat every day."
"Didn't you buy three? You eat two, and I'll eat one."
"Okay, if you don't have enough to eat, just tell me, and we'll break it up."
The two of them ate the meat-filled buns, their faces full of enjoyment.
The children nearby looked at this and that, their keen noses catching the aroma of the meat-filled flatbread.
"Gurgle—"
The child stared wide-eyed and unconsciously swallowed, then reached out and tugged at his mother's sleeve.
"Mom, I want a bite too."
"Hmm, didn't you just say you weren't going to eat?"
"I want to eat!"
The young mother had no choice but to hand over the meat bun she had only taken a few bites of.
"Eat slowly, it's a little hot."
After taking a bite, the child immediately became addicted, ignoring everything else and obediently holding the meat bun, smacking his lips and eating with great relish.
"Delicious! Mom, this is delicious!"
His mother wiped his mouth with a tissue and said with great satisfaction.
"Finally, you're eating something proper. Mom will buy you things often from now on, okay? Eat less pizza, hamburgers, fried chicken, and stuff like that. Those things aren't good for your health."
"Mmm! I want to eat this! I want to eat it every day!"
"good!"
at this time.
Chen Yuan stood behind the giant turtle like a robot, his hand movements very steady.
Flip it over, brush with oil, remove from the pan, and pack it into a bag.
The movements were clean, crisp, and executed in one smooth motion.
He listened to the constant praises, satisfied sighs, and the notification sounds of his phone scanning QR codes, and a slight smile appeared on his lips; he was genuinely happy.
Half past ten.
After business hours.
Chen Yuan specially asked Aunt Li to go to the market and buy a few more pounds of fresh meat.
Then I made several more pots of meat-filled flatbread.
Several volunteers who came to help in the store, volunteers who were busy giving directions to tourists and distributing bottled water not far from the breakfast shop, and the security guard and others.
They had been busy all morning, and everyone was exhausted and thirsty.
After eating Chen Yuan's meat buns, they were all like they were fully charged, full of energy and vitality.
Even Lu Xingye, who came to deliver milk tea, received one.
She was dressed fashionably as usual today, with a tight-fitting short-sleeved t-shirt clinging to her slender waist and skinny jeans that accentuated her beautiful curves and long legs.
Lu Xingye's smile was very gentle and approachable as he handed a large bag of milk tea to the shop's helpers, and even Hao Hao got a cup of decaffeinated milk tea.
Aunt Li tugged at Hao Hao's hand: "What were you going to say? Thank you for the milk tea, little sister."
Hao Hao had a simple, honest smile on his face, and didn't say a word.
Lu Xingye was not surprised.
She handed Chen Yuan a specially made osmanthus milk tea, and when she saw the meat-filled bun he handed her, she made a somewhat exaggerated expression and said...
"Wow—kind Mr. Chen, is this food for me?"
"Is it really that exaggerated?"
"How can it not be an exaggeration? Do you know how much torture it is for me to make breakfast here every day? At least you have some conscience and know to save one for me."
"Then try it and give me some feedback."
Lu Xingye put the meat-filled flatbread into her mouth, and then her beautiful eyes widened suddenly.
"Wow—wow—"
"This is so delicious! I've never had such a good meat sandwich before!"
Chen Yuan was amused by her exaggerated expression.
"Alright, that's a bit much. It's making me cringe."
"Really? I think my acting was pretty realistic."
"It's fake, it's really fake."
"..."
One of them was enjoying a meat-filled bun, and the other was sipping milk tea.
They were discussing the current business situation in hushed tones.
Lin Wei turned the corner at that moment.