Hot Steamed Bun In a Lonely Night

Updated: Jan 10, 2020

For some people, the coming of the night might be the end of the day; but for him, life just begins quietly.

You can see the figure of the owner when your car passed by the stall.

The street lamp illuminates the small stall that besides the road quietly, so that people passing by would look at him inadvertently. Such a small stall has sold the steam buns for five or six years already.

I smell and walk towards the stall. The street lights illuminate the way forward, making people feel warm on a rainy day. Raindrops are even more dazzling under the lights.

The man kneads the fermented dough aside, he tries so hard to make it look better. Finally, the dough becomes smooth and round. Then, he rolls the dough into strips and cuts them into small pieces. Every bun needs to be evaluated on the scale to become a qualified bun.

A small piece of dough is so cute without any filling.

A piece of dough is waiting to accept its new destiny: a pile of filling is wrapped inside its stomach, like waiting a new life to be born.

The wrapped buns are waiting on the steamer until they are matured. You can see the white steamed buns were surrounded by water vapour, as they are hiding in the clouds.

The man used to cook for restaurant, but he didn’t think he wants to cook for the rest of his time; therefore, he turned quickly and started to learn how to make buns, “because you can make buns for a lifetime,” he said with a big smile.

The small stall is just beside the road.

Every morning by the side of the road, you can see the figure of him, he is treating every bun carefully. He kneads the dough, put in fillings, and put the bun in the steamer until they are ready to be eaten.

Every step does not stop from morning until night. “As long as I have time, and the buns are not enough, I will start to make again,” he said casually, “because customers like to eat fresh buns.”

Buns in the morning can become breakfast, but I prefer to eat them in the night. A hot steamed bun can warm up the lonely night.

A vegetable bun is made by the Jicama and shiitake.

I bite the bun and exhale the heat from my mouth, water vapour floated in the air. My mouth is full of the smell of bun with fillings, who can endure such a supper in the late night.

When you take a bit of a steamed bun that just came out, you can see there have breathing holes in the bun, this is how the yeast works.

At the moment when the bun enters your mouth, you can feel the elasticity and unique smell of the buns.

Even he does the same job every day, he never feels tired. Seeing the customers’ facial expression when they have a first bite of the bun, maybe a satisfaction for him.

The owner is preparing the buns for customers.

Repeating the same action every day, looking at the same street, he never feels exhausted.

Isn’t live like this, repeating the same thing every day, but the motivation can make your own life different from others.

In the quiet night, there are several cars passing by from time to time, and some people might stop down to buy buns, adding a touch of charm to this boring night.

Can you endure the temptation of a hot bun on a lonely night?

For me, I can’t.

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