If you become a monster, you will succeed

"Mr. Sun, I didn't mean that...I..."

The driver was a little embarrassed and wanted to explain, but the man at the door who looked like he was no more than thirty years old waved his hand and said:

"I know, I know, you're here to be tested, right? Wei Zishi told me, is this the little monk?"

"Well, bald head is the rule for admission to Shaolin Temple. I have graduated and returned to secular life!" Chen Shanzang immediately corrected him solemnly. The man didn't mind and nodded:

"It doesn't matter, so what's inside the steamer is your stepping stone?"

"This is the best food I have ever made!" Chen Shanzang nodded and said in a serious tone.

When the man heard what he said, he smiled and said:

"It smells quite a bit elegant. If it smells good, I wouldn't mind coming with you."

"Then please wait a little longer. This steamed bun will take...well, about two minutes."

"No hurry, no rush, I've been waiting for so many years, and it's not too late." The man waved his hands nonchalantly and found a place to lean on. Time passed by second by second, but the driver was a little restless.

There is no way, the more sensitive people are, the more they can detect the danger in this person. Although his strength is average, because of his background, his perception is the best among contemporary people. Otherwise, he will not be targeted by the Zhao family's jewel. superior……

Suddenly, a unique smell of water vapor spread in the room, dispelling the driver's unnecessary reverie. Although it was just water vapor with no smell, he could easily capture the distinctive charm.

"Then I won't be polite."

Before the driver could see clearly, his vision blurred, and then he saw that the man had already pinched a steamed bun in his hand, and he couldn't wait to bite it.

Although he was pessimistic about the taste of the unseasoned steamed buns, the consistent flavor still made him a little curious.

But before he could speak, Chen Shanzang took a steamed bun and handed it over:

"You've worked hard today, you should try it too."

"Thank you." He thanked him dryly. The driver who unexpectedly got a steamed bun looked down at it and thought it was as ordinary as the little bald man's cooking skills.

The surface is smooth, the handle is light, and even if you pinch it hard, it can recover quickly. This is indeed a good standard feature of steamed buns, but that's it.

There was no strange fragrance, no special luster, not even the strange charm in the water vapor that made him move.

However, in line with the idea that food should be eaten and examined, he brought the steamed bun to his mouth and took a bite.

It's really ordinary...

The driver sighed. Although the steamed buns were soft, they tasted like steamed buns, sweet and delicious...

Suddenly, the driver felt something was wrong.

Although the appearance, texture, and taste are all ordinary, why is there an indescribable feeling?

Can't swallow!

It's not that it's "unpalatable" because it's hard to swallow or the taste is too strong, but it's instinct that makes him unable to bear to swallow it.

The teeth are constantly chewing, and the taste buds are rubbing the loose and porous steamed buns. At the same time, the body fluids can't help but mix with it. Amylase and starch produce a hydrolysis reaction. In this change that all elementary school students know, wisps of sweetness spread in the mouth.

It's not as rich as candy, but it has a gentle and smooth feeling. Mixed with the steamed bun, it's not really strong, but it fully conveys the reaction force to the teeth, making people want to take another bite.

tasty!

It's not the kind of deliciousness created by exquisite seasoning or ultimate taste, but simple, ordinary, ordinary deliciousness.

If I have to say, every step is done very well, making this steamed bun stand out compared to any other steamed bun, even if it is not as good as those delicacies that can give strong stimulation to the taste buds, but in this category of steamed buns In the field, it has been beyond reproach!

No matter how delicious the food is, it has its flaws. The meaning of being a gourmet is to detect the flaws. This is the education that the driver has received since he was a child.

But this steamed bun...

Impeccable!

Even if you can find shortcomings through nitpicking, that is no longer the area where steamed buns should be.

"Is this the Qitian Kitchen Sutra?" The driver suddenly felt a little sad in his heart, but a roar of ecstasy suddenly sounded in his ears——

"Yes, this is it! This is it!"

The sound was like a loud bell, although it was not deafening, but it seemed to contain some powerful power, and the whole building began to tremble slightly.

"Mr. Sun, calm down!"

The driver immediately put aside his appreciation and thinking about the steamed buns and quickly reminded him.

The man he called Mr. Sun didn't look crazy at all. He just waved his hands and said:

"I know the severity! It's just that I feel a little excited after eating this kind of food again after so many years!"

Having said this, Mr. Sun stuffed the remaining half of the steamed bun into his mouth, puffed out his cheeks and chewed it without any image. After a while, he finally swallowed the food in his mouth and said to Chen Shanzang:

"Xiaohe... No, sir, what do you think of this steamed bun?"

"Perfect!" the driver thought in his heart. This is the only word he knows that can describe this steamed bun. It is a perfect steamed bun!

But what surprised him was that Chen Shanzang hesitated for a moment, and then said:

"I will work hard!"

"Work hard? Why try hard? Is it possible for this steamed bun to work hard?"

The driver had some doubts about what he had learned for a while, but Mr. Sun seemed to be interested as well and said curiously:

"Do you think the steamed buns can be made better?"

"Yes, I can't season the noodles, make suitable fillings, or make exquisite shapes..."

Chen Shanzang talked about his shortcomings in various ways. Before Mr. Sun could speak, the driver said directly:

"Then it's no longer a steamed bun! As a steamed bun, this one is already the best!"

The driver's words were decisive, and Mr. Sun nodded slightly, and then once again cast his somewhat curious eyes on Chen Shanzang. When Chen Shanzang heard what he said, there was a hint of shy joy on his face. But then he shook his head and said:

"The most delicious steamed buns, aren't they also steamed buns?"

"But..." The driver was choked by these words and felt a little uncomfortable, but Mr. Sun laughed again.

But this time, he obviously restrained himself a lot and did not cause the building to shake again. He just walked up to Chen Shanzang with a serious face and said solemnly:

"It's you! Chen Shanzang, right? I, Old Sun, like you!"

"Hey! Oh! Thank you!" Chen Shanzang was stunned for two or three seconds before he reacted. He bowed and clasped his hands at a loss, and finally said with some embarrassment:

"Well, I haven't asked your name yet?"

"Sun Wukong."

"What?"