The soft dough twisted into a braid shape was placed into the oil pan and imdiately began to sizzle.
As it sizzled, the originally thin dough started to puff up, and its color gradually turned from white to yellow.
The sugar cake also expanded from a small white dough disc.
Once it stopped expanding, its color also began to yellow gradually.
As ti passed, the aroma began to spread.
Slling this fragrance, Uncle Jiang and his two companions nodded in satisfaction.
The quality of the craftsmanship can often be judged without even tasting the food.
As the fried dough sticks and sugar cakes were about to be ready, Jiang Ran asked Pei Shanshan to serve porridge, side dishes, and fish out the eggs.
Placing everything onto the counter one by one, she then said to Uncle Jiang and his companions, "The al is ready."
Uncle Jiang and Chen Sheng both stood up and carried their food to the table.
"We didn’t know what this counter was for at first, but now we see it’s quite convenient."
The stead buns were taken out last, and as soon as they ca out steaming hot, the aroma wafted straight to the nose.
Before the doors opened, Jiang Ran had already told Pei Yang and Pei Shanshan to take the money first before serving the food, in case anybody tried to dine and dash.
However, the situation with Uncle Jiang and his friends was slightly special, so they didn’t ask them for money first.
Over here, Uncle Jiang and his friends had already started drinking the porridge.
The beans in the eight-treasure porridge were cooked until they blossod, and the rice released its oils, resulting in a rich and smooth texture that lted in the mouth without the need to chew.
Rock sugar had already been added during the cooking, so there was no need for extra sugar; it was sweet enough.
This kind of eight-treasure porridge was ideal for elderly people who might not have the best teeth.
After taking several sips of the porridge, the three nodded, "Delicious! This porridge is really well-made."
In the county town, other places also sell eight-treasure porridge, but those can hardly claim to have eight treasures; they probably don’t even have four.
They end up thickening it with flour paste, and each sip tastes like flour paste.
Unlike this one, where each mouthful reveals genuine ingredients and is cooked fully.
The fried dough sticks were fluffy and crispy, wonderfully fragrant.
The sugar cakes were soft, and one bite revealed the brown sugar inside.
One must quickly take a sip at this point; otherwise, the brown sugar might drip out.
The three of them were too focused on eating to even chat with Jiang Ran.
At this ti, people started arriving one after another.
All familiar faces, everyone exchanged pleasantries upon arriving, then began to pick their breakfast from the new offerings.
So bought food to take ho for their families, holding lunch boxes, and left imdiately after buying.
Others were alone, bought their food, and found a place to sit and eat.
Jiang Ran stayed busy, overhearing soone say that having tables and chairs now is truly great; no one has to stand while eating anymore.
Being able to sit and enjoy food, who would want to stand and eat in a hurry!
Having breakfast doesn’t take much ti, and after eating, there’s no worry about the dishes; just wipe one’s mouth and leave.
Pei Shanshan and Pei Yang would quickly collect any empty dishes they saw, placing them in a large bucket at the end of the kitchen against the wall to be washed later.
Luckily, they had prepared enough dishes; otherwise, they would probably run short.
By a little past seven, Wang Cuilan and Pei Baoshan arrived together.
The two of them had first dropped Pei Jing off at kindergarten before coming over.
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