October is the last month of autumn, and during this month, the weather gradually starts to cool down, and the days and nights become longer and shorter.

At about five o'clock the next morning, the sky was gray, and before the alarm clock at the bedside went off, Wang Xing had already gotten up from the bed.

Coming to the first floor, in the small warehouse that he rented only yesterday, Wang Xing washed his hands and started making dumplings for the first time in his life.

The dumplings that Wang Xing chose to sell for breakfast are the works of Liu Angxing in the Guangzhou Dumpling Competition in the "Little Chinese Master", red oil dumplings, and Shenglong dumplings, and these two dumplings happen to be one spicy and the other is not spicy.

Kneading flour, cleaning shrimp, boiling stock, making special dumpling wrappers, making fillings, making dumplings...

Although Wang Xing is only making dumplings for the first time, his movements are extremely sophisticated, as skilled as the kind of master who has been a chef for decades.

Whether it is knife work, craftsmanship, or seasoning, everything Wang Xing is like a smooth flow, just like a subconscious move, without a trace of pause and hesitation.

This made Wang Xing have to sigh at the strength of the chain of fate, and he found that the cooking skills of the little master, coupled with his own attributes ten times that of ordinary people, actually made a breakthrough in cooking skills.

To put it simply, if he cooks the same food as the little master, then Wang Xing, who has ten times the attributes of ordinary people, will cook even more delicious food.

......

Time passed quietly, and more than an hour passed in a blink of an eye, and Wang Xing made full use of all the prepared dough and fillings, and made more than 300 dumplings, of which more than 200 were red oil dumplings, and the other 100 were Shenglong dumplings.

The red oil dumplings are six servings, the Thang Long dumplings are two servings, and the more than 300 dumplings are about 100 servings, and the price of each one is 15 yuan.

If all the dumplings are sold, excluding the cost, Wang Xing can earn more than 1,000 yuan.

As for preparing so many dumplings and making them so expensive, will they not be able to sell out or sell them? Wang Xing is not worried at all.

The charm of food is irresistible, not to mention, his own culinary inheritance comes from the little master, Wang Xing has seen the little master cook the food that will shine.

......

Another hour passed, and at half past seven in the morning, on the morning snack street, Wang Xing stood behind the steamer, looking at the pedestrians a little helplessly.

Wang Xing arrived at Morning Market Street half an hour ago, and when he arrived at Morning Market Street, he found that he was late, and the crowded and good business position had been occupied by other breakfast stall vendors.

And his location happened to be at the far corner of the whole morning market street, and if others wanted to buy breakfast from him, they had to pass by seven or eight breakfast stalls in front of him.

The end result was that a large number of diners were divided by the first seven or eight breakfast stalls, and only a few diners who wanted to try it would come to Wang Xing's breakfast stall.

However, Wang Xing's price of "fifteen yuan for a dumpling" scared away those diners who wanted to try it...

Looking at the front of other people's stalls, and then looking at himself, Wang Xing despised those diners who didn't know the goods.

"Gollum..."

A sudden noise in his stomach interrupted Wang Xing's thoughts, and he remembered that he hadn't eaten breakfast yet, and he had been so busy since he woke up that he almost forgot to eat breakfast.

"Well, let's try it out and see how I cook. ”

The steamer moved slightly, a fragrance mixed with hot air rushed to his face, Wang Xing took a deep breath, and the next moment, the saliva in his mouth was rapidly secreted.

"It's so fragrant, I want to eat it..."

Wang Xing, who couldn't wait, didn't wait for the heat to dissipate, and directly took the tong, and put seven or eight red oil dumplings in a row and put them in the disposable lunch box on the table.

The red oil dumplings that have just come out of the cage are hot and a little hot on the tongue, but this temperature is nothing to Wang Xing, a red oil dumpling was picked up by Wang Xing and put in his mouth.

The moment he bit it, the aroma of the meat filling exploded in his mouth, and a trace of spicy feeling swept across his tongue, and suddenly, Wang Xing's entire eyes narrowed, and he looked extremely enjoyed.

One, two, three...

In less than a minute, seven or eight red oil dumplings all entered Wang Xing's stomach.

Looking at the empty disposable lunch box, Wang Xing licked his lips, opened the steamer without saying a word, and sandwiched out a dozen red oil dumplings again.

"Whether you can sell it or not, fill your stomach first. ”

This time, instead of gobbling it up like he had just done, Wang Xing squinted his eyes and savored it.

The fragrance blooms in the mouth, the slightest numbness and spiciness, the madness stimulates the taste buds, and the saliva secretion is accelerating.

This feeling made Wang Xing couldn't help but show that extremely enjoyable expression again.

Soon, more than a dozen red oil dumplings were swept away by Wang Xing again.

Subconsciously, Wang Xing reached out to uncover the steamer, intending to take out some more red oil dumplings.

Still, his regained sanity allowed him to suppress this impulse.

Feeling that his stomach was only two or three points full, Wang Xing couldn't help but sigh.

Ten times the attributes of ordinary people not only give him strong skills, but also allow him to have an extraordinary amount of food.

If you really want to eat all-you-can-eat red oil dumplings, you have to eat at least dozens more.

Right now, not a single dumpling has been sold, so you eat dozens of them yourself?

Shaking his head, Wang Xing threw the tantalizing thought out of his mind.

"In other words, the taste of the red oil dumplings is really good, the dumpling skin is thin and moderately thick, and the filling is fragrant with a hint of spicy..."

Recalling the deliciousness of the red oil dumplings just now, Wang Xing couldn't help but lick his lips again.

This little master's cooking skills are also too good, by the way, and Thang Long dumplings have never tasted, do you want to try it...

......

At the breakfast stall two meters away next door, a couple was queuing up to buy breakfast, and the two were whispering while observing Wang Xing.

"Daughter-in-law, you see, the owner of the dumpling seller can't be a psychopath, right? ”

"Should... No, the boss looks quite young, and besides, how can he make dumplings with a nervous disorder? Husband, do you think it's possible that he is filming? It is said that those who know how to film are very good at acting. ”

After saying that, the woman looked around, as if looking for some hidden camera.

"Filming? How is it possible, the boss is not as handsome as me. ”

"Then you say, is it possible that those dumplings are really delicious?"

"Hmm... It's possible, or, daughter-in-law, let's try it? I eat steamed buns and soy milk fritters every day, and I'm tired of eating them for a long time. ”

"Hmm. ”

As they spoke, the two of them left the queue and walked towards Wang Xing.