After eating the steamed buns that are comparable to the authentic "Tianjin Goubuli", Wang Jian began to taste his steamed buns and flower rolls again in the following time.

Through tasting, Wang Jian found that his steamed buns not only look good, very white, round, giving people a feeling, at first glance they are made of special flour, and they taste very soft, Q bomb, and slag, chew twice, it will melt in the mouth, and the mouth is full of a wheat fragrance and sweetness of the original ingredients.

As for the flower rolls, in addition to the lack of sweetness, the taste is similar to that of steamed buns, but with a pure and strong pepper flavor.

"It's delicious, it's delicious! It's so fucking delicious! With such steamed buns and flower rolls, Lao Tzu can eat ten of them in one go!" Wang Jian ate it in a big gulp, while Wang Po sold melons and boasted about it, considering that if he didn't want to keep three for his mother to taste, he was afraid that he would have to eat them all in one go.

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Wang Jian had just eaten seven or eight steamed buns and flower rolls and had the last bite left, which greatly alleviated his hunger and thirst for food in the transformation of his "eyebrows, eyes" and "ears", and Zeng Yu, who went out to buy oil, came back with two barrels of genetically modified cheap soybean oil.

"Is the rice cooked, Jianjian, and we'll have lunch when it's done." When I passed by Ziyan Baiwei Chicken, I cut half a Baiwei Chicken and weighed the husband and wife lung slices for 20 yuan. At noon today, let's have a good meal. Zeng Yu, who had put two barrels of soybean oil, came to the small dining room next to the living room and asked Wang Jian, who was sitting at the square table to eat.

Seeing his mother ask him if he was cooking, Wang Jian patted his head, and then remembered that he was overexcited just now, and he completely forgot about his mother's request for him to cook.

However, now for Wang Jian, eating is no longer the most important thing, how to use the Douyin APP's transformation function of food against the sky, and run her mother's "Jianjian Bun Shop" to make a lot of money is the king.

"Mom, don't worry about eating beforehand, you can try my improved steamed buns and flower rolls first, and see how it tastes. Wang Jian pressed his mother's shoulder, asked his mother to sit down next to him, and then picked up a bun and stretched it out to his mother as if offering a treasure, "Attention, Mom, this is a soup dumpling with thin skin, thick meat, and a lot of juice, you eat slowly, don't burn it." He also reminded his mother not to repeat the mistake he had just made.

Zeng Yu finished selling breakfast in the morning, and when he came home, he saw his son in the kitchen "ping pong" for a while, and asked him what he was doing, but he said that he got the authentic secret recipe of "Tianjin Goubuli" buns provided by a master master for free from the Internet, and made it himself according to the other party's secret recipe.

At that time, she also ridiculed her son's whimsy, saying that how could there be such a good thing in this world that was not earned for nothing? Like Wang Jian, although she had never eaten "Tianjin Goubuli", she had heard of the name "Tianjin Goubuli".

"Could it be that Jian Jian really made the 'Tianjin Dog Buli' bun?" Zeng Yu was a little surprised when he looked at the white color in front of him, the color was shiny, and the folds on the head of the bun were also very neat, in the shape of a perfect chrysanthemum, and the kind of joy on his son's face that was overflowing and uncontrollable.

After taking the bun, she couldn't help but ask her son: "Could it be that the secret recipe provided by the master is real?"

"Taste it!" Mom, you can taste it first!" Wang Jian didn't say anything, just winked at his mother.

"Do you still sell guanzi, then try it!" Zeng Yu began to open his mouth, biting into the bun in his hand, just took a bite, his complexion suddenly changed, his mouth and tongue all began to deform, trembling, "hot, hot, hot, hot, but delicious...... It's delicious...... Mom has grown so big, it's the first time I've eaten such delicious buns......"

In the following time, the scene that happened to Wang Jian just now reappeared in the body of his mother Zeng Yu. Zeng Yu was eagerly eating the buns, while constantly admiring his mouth, giving his son a thumbs up frequently, and the expression on his face was even more exciting, looking like he wanted to eat but was afraid of being hot.

A few minutes later, Zeng Yu finally finished eating the buns, and then without Wang Jian's reminder, she couldn't wait to reach out and grab the remaining two flower rolls and steamed buns left by Wang Jian on the plate.

Anyway, she has never eaten anything better in her life than the three steamed buns and flower rolls that her son made for her today.

After about ten minutes, Jian's mother finally eliminated the three steamed buns and flower rolls, and even because she was in a hurry, Jian's mother, who hadn't hiccuped for a long time, was estranged. While separating her, Jian's mother said to her son with joy:

"Jianjian, I didn't expect that the things on the Internet could also be credible. Then you have to thank that master. Ah, now it's okay, with the secret recipe, our steamed buns and flower rolls, no matter where they are opened, they will not be sold!" After speaking, Zeng Yu's face showed a happy expression, a beautiful vision for the future life.

"Don't worry, Mom! I'll go to his homepage and like him later. Hee-hee, Mom, you won't blame me for not doing my job all day long, right?" Wang Jian grinned.

As soon as he said this, he used to often say that he was not doing his job, and Zeng Yu, who knew that he was brushing the sound of the bucket all day long, blushed and was a little embarrassed.

"If you want to brush it in the future, I don't care about you. Zeng Yu said, after speaking, there was a look of confusion on his face, "But, Jianjian, do you say that the master is sick in the brain? This kind of secret recipe that can make money by opening a store is afraid that others will leak it out, teach the apprentice, starve the master, he is good, but it is published on the Internet for free for everyone to learn, what does he think?"

Wang Jian shrugged his shoulders, made a helpless expression, looked at his mother and said:

"Maybe that guy is really sick! But, Mom, although people have released the secret recipe for free, if you want to make things according to the secret recipe, this is really not something that ordinary people can learn. Interlacing is like a mountain, and things that can be understood and done do not exist in the catering industry. I can make delicious steamed buns according to the other party's secret recipe, that's because I have been doing this for many years, I have rich experience, and there are many materials in the house. ”

As soon as Wang Jian said this, Zeng Yu immediately thought of the sisters-in-law on her husband's side, who also wanted her to teach when she saw that she had made "a lot of money" selling steamed buns in the city and could support a college student by herself.

At that time, because of his own family, Zeng Yu did not hide his selfishness, and taught several sisters-in-law the skills he stole from others without reservation, but several sisters-in-law just couldn't learn it, and the steamed buns she made were not as delicious as those she made.

Then, several sisters-in-law privately blamed her for secretly hiding key tricks and tricks, and refused to tell them. After Zeng Yu heard about this from others, he was angry and remorseful on the spot, and even shed tears of anger, and while wiping his tears, he said to Wang Jian that in the future, the old lady will never do this kind of "thankless effort, kindness is not rewarded" thing.

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In the following time, Wang Jian discussed with his mother the plan he had been thinking about for more than half an hour.

First of all, Wang Jian asked his mother to concentrate on running their "Jianjian Bun Shop" in the future, and the lunch box would not be sold.

This, Zeng Yu thought about it and quickly agreed.

Because she also knows that with the appearance and taste of steamed buns and flower rolls now, in a month or two, with word-of-mouth and repeat customers, the business will definitely get better and better in the future.

Secondly, Wang Jian is ready to ask his mother to operate the stall that only sells breakfast around the clock to extend the business hours. Although steamed buns and porridge and pickles are only served early, it does not mean that they cannot be sold at noon and evening, but they are not eaten as many as in the morning.

At the same time, Wang Jian plans to transform his porridge and pickles in the afternoon, so that the ordinary porridge and pickles will also become a "delicacy in the world" that people will recall for the first time.

Of course, Zeng Yu has no opinion on this.

Since I'm not going to sell boxed lunches, extending the business hours is also a proper meaning, and I have to earn back the money I made less money in the boxed lunches here in the steamed buns, right?

Finally, Wang Jian told his mother and said to his mother:

In order to reduce the employment pressure of college students, the state and the government are encouraging college students to start their own businesses, self-reliance, and self-reliance. I am a full-fledged college student, and now I am unemployed, my family has negative assets, and my family conditions are only on the verge of subsistence and clothing. After a while, after our 'Jianjian Bun Shop' became popular, I went to apply for a loan of tens of thousands of yuan from the government, and then found a store nearby, exchanged shotguns for artillery, and the guerrillas became regular troops, and officially opened the store! What do you think?"

What national policy, what small and micro loans, Jian's mother doesn't understand, if it was before, her son wants to take out a loan, she is resolutely opposed, because she is already in debt, six or seven years ago, in order to treat Wang Jian's father's cancer, the hundreds of thousands of loans have not been repaid, and now there are still 50,000 or 60,000 yuan, where does she dare to borrow again?

But now, with the most convincing improved buns, with a more educated, better mind, more knowledgeable, and wider son joining, the mother and son work together, and its profits are broken, and Zeng Yu no longer opposes it.

"You can do whatever you want, my mother doesn't understand these things anyway. You're also older, so it's up to you to decide what it takes to do business outside in the future. Mom listens to you. Zeng Yu nodded and looked at Wang Jiandao.

Mother did not have any objection to all of her proposals today, all of them were strong support, and Wang Jian was moved and excited.

However, after being moved and excited, he felt an unspeakable pressure.

Wang Jian looked at the mobile phone on the dinner table, and then looked at his mother who was born prematurely next to him, lowered his head, clenched his fists with both hands, and said silently in his heart:

"Don't worry, Mom! In less than half a year, I will make earth-shaking changes in our family's life! I will definitely make you proud and proud of your son!"

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