Chapter 57: Steak Bun
The fifth day of school, this is the day all students look forward to the most, because the weekend is coming up soon. So now the students of Class Eight Grade One at Demeter University Affiliated High School are all lively as if they were the first to grab the freshly baked hot buns from A Bite of China Club, extremely excited early in the morning. After everyone arrives in the class early in the morning, the sentence following “good morning” and “morning” is basically “What are your plans for the weekend?”, and then various small groups enthusiastically start planning the arrangements for the first weekend after school starts.
Liang Gong, who walked into the classroom, was also in a very good mood, but the reason for his good mood was not the upcoming weekend, but the message full of gratitude and irrepressible excitement from his mother that he received this morning after sending the live stream room program and invitation code to his mother yesterday. It was clear that his mother liked it very much. If his mother is happy, he will be happy too.
“Ouyang Yating, good morning.”
Xiang Chuan hasn’t arrived yet, but Ouyang Yating is already at her seat flipping through her terminal light screen.
“Morning, Liang Gong. You’re in a very good mood today?”
Ouyang Yating turned her head and saw Liang Gong looking more spirited than usual, and couldn’t help but be stunned for a moment.
“Yeah, we can rest tomorrow.” Liang Gong replied casually, “I’m planning to go to the commercial district to buy some things for Mom.”
“Besides gifts for your parents, there are some other things to buy, right?” Ouyang Yating turned her head back and searched for a certain document on her terminal, just missing Liang Gong’s reaction when he paused upon hearing the word “parents.” She forwarded a document to Liang Gong: “If next week’s arrangements are the same as stated in the enrollment handbook, then we need to prepare in advance.”
“You mean…”
As soon as Liang Gong raised his head, his words got stuck halfway. Ouyang Yating curiously followed his gaze, and it turned out that Ainuo had entered the classroom at some point. When he walked to his seat, he glanced toward where the two were, accurately speaking, he glared fiercely at Xiang Chuan’s seat, then returned to his seat and sat down.
He’s still holding a grudge about yesterday! Liang Gong looked at Xiang Chuan’s still empty seat, and couldn’t help but start worrying: Could it really be like what Xiang Chuan thought yesterday…
“Normal reaction, no need to be so jumpy.” Seeing Liang Gong’s uneasy little eyes, Ouyang Yating reminded him helplessly. Why are all the members of our club so wonderfully wired? Thinking about it carefully, it’s also true, after all, there are no seniors, all first-year high school students, of course they’re very bouncy.
At this moment, one of the parties involved rushed into the classroom energetically.
“Liang Gong! Yating! I made new buns today, come taste the flavor!”
Xiang Chuan nimbly weaved through the rows of desks in three steps, and before the classmates near the door could greet her, she had already rushed energetically to her seat.
Everyone watched in stunned silence: Did she wear some new mobility device? Or did she genetically modify her legs? How did she pass through the desks unscathed to reach her seat?
Xiang Chuan: Hehe, all practiced in elementary, junior, and senior high school in the 21st century.
After reaching her seat, Xiang Chuan excitedly took out the meal box, opened the lid, and saw two steaming buns.
“A bit hot, be careful when taking them.” Xiang Chuan handed over the meal box, and the two each took one bun, almost dropping it from the heat.
Oil was seeping from the edge of the bun. Ouyang Yating judged it to be a meat bun again. She took a gentle bite, and the thin-skinned, thick-filled bun quickly reached the filling. The texture of the meat between her lips and teeth made Ouyang Yating a bit doubtful. This was different from the tenderness of the chicken she ate yesterday; this one had a richer flavor, and… it seemed to have the taste of pepper powder seasoning she tasted yesterday? She looked at the bitten part of the bun; the meat inside was dark-colored. If no strange seasonings were added, it was definitely not chicken.
“How is it? Tasty?” Xiang Chuan looked at the two excitedly.
After going back yesterday, to forget that magical “confession” incident in the afternoon, she went straight home and dove into the kitchen to tinker with noodles. As for why noodles? Because kneading dough allows her to vent all her inner frustration onto the dough, kneading it well while releasing her displeasure, killing two birds with one stone. However, after kneading the dough well, Xiang Chuan couldn’t decide what to make for a while.
Lotus seed paste bun? Forget it, now lotus has returned to being an ornamental plant, and it’s spring, where to find lotus seeds?
Shiitake mushroom meat bun? Good grief, two modern food blacklisted items, don’t worry about it before solving the pork issue.
Pickled vegetable bun? Pickled vegetables… seem doable? But can’t make ready-made pickled vegetables now either.
After thinking in circles, Lin Yu uncle’s sentence “I really want my son to taste the pan-fried steak you make” brought inspiration: Right! Beef! Steak! If there’s no way to marinate beef with soy sauce and scallion ginger, then just use steak to make buns!
So today from home, at the noodle shop, there were fewer steamed buns, but more steak buns.
“What meat is this? It’s really tender.” Liang Gong asked curiously.
“Hehe, guess…” “Wow Xiang Chuan, why is there a steak flavor? Did you bring steak to the classroom?”
Before Xiang Chuan could smugly tease, Chou Manman, who came over, revealed the mystery with one sentence.
Xiang Chuan was shaking Chou Manman’s shoulders complaining about how she talked so much, while the two A Bite of China Club members and surrounding classmates had their worldviews refreshed?
Beef? Something with this texture/this aroma is actually beef?
Liang Gong, who had seen all kinds of livestock meat since childhood, stared curiously at the bun, finally couldn’t resist and tore it open. The hot steak aroma instantly wafted out, the rich beef fragrance mixed with the appetite-stimulating spicy aroma of pepper, making the classmates around who had already eaten breakfast swallow their saliva repeatedly.
“But buns are really a great thing.” Chou Manman sighed, nimbly dodging Xiang Chuan’s “attack” trying to clamp her head in her elbow, then countering by locking both of Xiang Chuan’s arms. Before Xiang Chuan could start flailing and struggling, she changed the topic to sigh about the wonders of buns: “Buns seem to be able to wrap any food and eat it, and the outer skin isolates the liquid and oil from the food, so hands don’t get dirty… By the way, can pudding be made into buns?”
Pudding and buns?
Xiang Chuan was stumped by her question, forgot to struggle, and just stayed clamped in thought: Wait, noodles and pudding, isn’t that pudding bread? But making pudding buns by steaming… seems like no one’s heard of it? Look it up on Geegle later?
“Morning… Huh? Xiang Chuan, why are you being held up by Man Man?”
Nancy arrived late, and as soon as she entered the classroom, she saw Xiang Chuan’s left and right seatmates holding fragrant buns, while she herself was being held by Chou Manman, her two arms unable to move.
“Huh? Right, Man Man you jerk let me go—”
Xiang Chuan came back to her senses and started flailing and struggling again, but Chou Manman, who loved acting, had physical fitness comparable to sports club students. No matter how Xiang Chuan struggled, her arms weren’t shaken off. Nancy thought it looked fun and joined in.
The five played around until the bell for the first class rang before dispersing back to their seats. The language teacher was stunned for a moment when entering the classroom: Why is there a strange fragrance in the classroom, so tantalizing, making people’s stomachs hungry.
During this time, none of the five noticed that at the window side position in the front left of the classroom, there was a person silently watching Xiang Chuan flailing and struggling in Chou Manman and Nancy’s arms.
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