my relatives are a bit much

Chapter 912 Yuan Shoucheng

"Ding, congratulations to the host for entering the new world. You have three options for releasing the task of recognizing relatives:

Option 44: Go to Hongfu Temple to recognize 'Chen Xuanzang' as a adopted son, the degree of recognition is C, complete the task within one year, reward: Dainichi Tathagata Sutra LV800, attribute points x [-].

Option 36: Go to Wuzhi Mountain to recognize 'Sun Wukong' as a brother-in-law, difficulty C, complete the task within one year, reward: Dapin Tianxian Jue LV1, somersaulting cloud × 600, attribute points × [-].
Option 1: Go to Gaolaozhuang to recognize 'Gao Cuilan' as a daughter-in-law. It is not difficult to recognize relatives, and the task is completed within three days. Rewards: nine-toothed rake × 100, attribute points × [-].
Please host to make a choice as soon as possible, 10, 9, 8..."

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Founded in the Tang Dynasty, Hongfu Temple was one of the eight major temples in Fanchuan in the Tang Dynasty.

Tang Monk was reincarnated as Elder Jinchan, the second disciple of Tathagata Buddha.He is a posthumous son. Due to his parents’ tragic and bizarre experiences, he has been practicing in the temple since he was a child...

When Pan Haodong came to this world, Chen Xuanzang had followed his master, practiced Buddhism for several years, and became a child and a half.

Not being able to meet Tang Seng when he died, the difficulty of recognizing relatives has increased several times, but it is challenging and can arouse Mr. Pan's fighting spirit.

After all, the experience of salted fish in the last world had weakened his fighting spirit a lot.

This time I came to the orthodox Westward Journey World, I really planned a lot, not to mention the task of recognizing relatives must be completed.

The premise of planning a journey to the west is to stay, otherwise there will only be one year, and there will be nothing to do at all.

The orthodox Journey to the West is a vast world, the Taoist ancestor Hongjun, the Sanqing Nuwa, and the two saints of the West, they are all real saints.

Because of the difficulty of identifying relatives with Chen Xuanzang, Pan Haodong had to use long-term therapy, bought a house in the area around Hongfu Temple, and bought a store to sell breakfast.

In order to establish a relationship with Chen Xuanzang.

Pan Haodong disguised himself as a Buddhist believer, and made a hundred vegetarian buns every day, and sent them to Hongfu Temple by his maid Xiaoyu, while he stayed in the shop to run the bun shop with Cuizhu and Haitang.

Produced by God of Cookery, it must be a high-quality product.

Less than seven days after opening, Baozipu has attracted countless repeat customers, and the business is booming.

Eighth day.

The sky is slightly bright, and the bun shop welcomes a special guest.

It is a fortune teller, with a strange appearance and a beautiful appearance, holding a signboard in his hand to attract business, which reads "Knowing the front and back, good at judging Yin and Yang.".

This person is immortal and has an extraordinary temperament.

At first glance, he is no ordinary old man.

Seeing the two girls, Cuizhu and Haitang, who were acting as maids, a look of surprise flashed in their eyes.

"Store, bring me three buns." said the fortune teller.

Cui Zhu picked up a piece of oiled paper and said, "Old man, we have fresh meat buns, three delicacies buns, soup stuffed buns and vegetable buns, what kind of buns do you want?"

The fortune teller asked, "Which one is tastier?"

Cuizhu smiled sweetly; "The buns made by my master are all delicious."

"Really?"

The fortune teller stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "Then get one of each."

"One of each of the four types of buns, that's four."

"It's okay, the old man can eat it."

"Please wait."

Quickly wrapped four different kinds of steamed buns, and handed them to the fortune teller at the door of the store, Cui Zhu said: "Mr. A total of 3 Wen."

The fortune teller took out his pocket and said, "It's a little expensive. You can buy several buns from other bun shops for a penny."

Cuizhu responded with a smile: "Other steamed stuffed buns are not as authentic as ours, and the taste is far inferior. The steamed stuffed buns in our Pan's Steamed Buns are expensive for a reason."

The fortune teller raised his eyebrows: "Whether it tastes good or not, you'll have to eat it to find out."

"Please enjoy."

Cuizhu has a very good service attitude. No matter what the fortune teller says, he always has a smile on his face. He strictly implements Pan Haodong's service tenet and welcomes people with a smile.

The fortune teller took the steamed stuffed bun and retreated to the side, enjoying it leisurely.

After a while, a young servant with a bamboo basket came running quickly and said, "Miss Cuizhu, fill twenty soup dumplings."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

Cuizhu took the bamboo basket and opened the steamer. A strong aroma came to his nostrils, making the boy's mouth water.

He was a servant in a wealthy businessman nearby. He was lucky enough to taste half of the soup dumplings that the young master dropped on the ground and were covered in mud. Although the dumplings that fell on the ground were stained with dirt, after cleaning them and taking a bite, he still experienced the pleasure of delicious food. The taste is simply delicious.

Since that time.

Every time he came to get the buns, he would feel itchy.

I thought about stealing it several times, but I was afraid of being beaten to death.

Today, he couldn't take it anymore.

Because when the fortune teller bit open the soup dumpling, the rich meaty aroma instantly evoked the unforgettable taste that the servant was lucky enough to taste at that time.

A bite.

He took out the two Wen coins he had accumulated for a long time from his pocket, and shouted, "Miss Cuizhu, add another soup dumpling."

"21 soup dumplings, you count."

Cuizhu came back carrying a basket full of soup dumplings.

The boy counted it three times, and after confirming that it was correct, he left 42 Wen and left impatiently.

He was going to a hidden corner and ate the soup dumplings he bought.

Soup buns are not like meat buns or vegetable buns. You can eat them while walking. They are full of fresh soup, which can flow into your collar if you are not careful. You have to be careful.

As the sky got brighter, more and more people came to buy buns.

Because of the price, ordinary people can only try it occasionally, and the main repeat customers are rich and powerful, or people with small assets who can afford buns.

For ordinary people, no matter how delicious the steamed buns in Pan’s Steamed Bun Shop are, they are not as real as the steamed buns in ordinary bun shops.
One penny can buy several to feed the whole family, but here one penny can only buy one vegetable bag.

If you eat it every day, you will go bankrupt.

The reason why Pan Haodong set the price so high is to prevent ordinary people from buying. After all, he did not come to make a living, but came to Chang'an to recognize his son.

If it is not for the common people to taste delicious steamed stuffed buns occasionally.

He can sell a bun for five or ten coins.

Around eight in the morning.

500 soup dumplings, 500 fresh meat dumplings, 500 three fresh dumplings, and 800 vegetable dumplings are all sold out.

Pan Haodong hung up the sign of 'Sold out today', handed over the finishing work in the store to Cuizhu and Haitang, brought out a pot of tea, sat on the dining table in front of the store, and told the fortune teller who had been staying outside the store for a long time. The gentleman poured a cup of tea and said, "Old gentleman, what's your name?"

"Poverty Dao's surname is Yuan, and his style name is Shoucheng."

Yuan Shoucheng stroked his beard habitually, and said, "Mr. Pan, your cooking skills are really amazing. You can make four flavors of simple buns, each of which can sublimate his soul." Chang Shuang, your steamed stuffed bun sells for a penny or two, which is too low."

Pan Haodong took a sip of his tea and responded, "It's indeed a bit low, but it's just money, as long as you have some money."

"Haha~~" Yuan Shoucheng laughed loudly when he heard the words: "Mr. Pan, you have such a state at such a young age, the old man is ashamed, he is ashamed..."

(End of this chapter)