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Chapter 201 Delicious Buns

Once the basket is full of buns, place it in a shady place to proof. If it's steamed buns, you can proof them in the sun, but not steamed buns, because the dough will crack if exposed to the sun.

Now, besides Bai Ling, there are two other beastmen helping him make steamed buns. All the beastmen who were cooking tried it out, and these two beastmen made them the fastest and best. Even though they had just learned how to make steamed buns, their buns looked amazing. The pleats on the buns were tight and distinct, with no gaps at all.

Bai Ling was in charge of rolling out the dough, while the two beastmen were in charge of wrapping the buns. Once the novelty wore off, the other beastmen went off to do their own things, leaving only the children and cubs still gathered around Bai Ling, refusing to move no matter what.

After all the buns were wrapped, the sun was still high in the sky, and steamed dumplings had already started being made in the steamer. Bai Ling went over to take a look, discussed it with Cai, and then lit a fire to start steaming the buns.

Fill the earthenware pot halfway with water, place the steamer baskets on top, and then Bai Ling starts the fire.

Once the water in the earthenware pot started to steam and the steamer basket was no longer too cold, Bai Ling put the buns into the steamer basket.

Bai Ling was still tending the fire. When steaming buns, the fire couldn't be too big, otherwise the heat would rise too quickly and easily kill the buns. The plump, white buns would turn into shrunken, dry ones, and he would be heartbroken to lose all his flour.

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A fragrant aroma wafted from the steamer basket where the buns were being steamed.

All the orcs cooking in the square smelled the aroma.

The aroma was indescribable; it smelled like meat, or perhaps something else entirely. Like an invisible thread, it seeped into the orcs' noses, stirring their internal organs and their entire being.

Some orcs instinctively followed the aroma and arrived in front of the steamer in a few steps. They stood a step away from the steamer and took a deep breath.

Then he swallowed hard and asked, "Ling, is this the smell of steamed buns?"

It smells so good and is so enticing; it's practically making all the orcs' stomachs water.

Bai Ling nodded and said, "Yes, this is the smell of steamed buns."

Another orc said, "Ling, steamed buns are indeed a delicious food. Just smelling the aroma makes me want to eat them."

The children and cubs were also attracted by the aroma, and they ran towards this place without realizing it, only to be stopped by the orcs.

Children and cubs must not go near the cooking area; this is a consensus among the beastmen.

The children and cubs used to be more obedient, but this time they were different. The children could be reasoned with, but the cubs were not. They charged wildly in the orc's arms, wanting to come over and take a good sniff of the buns.

Bai Ling stood up from the fire pit, laughing as she called out, "The steamed buns will be ready soon. Anyone who comes over will miss out on them!"

The orc holding the cubs quickly said, "Did you hear that? If you keep making a fuss, you won't be able to eat any buns later, but the others can have one each."

Although the cubs couldn't understand everything, they could still grasp some simple meanings. When they heard that they couldn't eat steamed buns, the cubs struggled less.

Seeing this, the orc quickly pulled the cub back to a place away from the fire pit, then pinched the cub's ear and said, "You play here first, you'll be able to eat steamed buns soon. Ling's steamed buns are delicious."

The cubs whimpered twice and finally stopped running towards Bai Ling, returning to play with their friends.

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The steamed buns are ready.

Bai Ling lifted the pot lid, and a burst of steam rushed up. Bai Ling immediately stepped back, away from the rising steam.

He put down the pot lid, stretched out a finger, and pressed it on the bun.

The steamed bun was pressed, leaving a shallow dent. As soon as the office worker's finger left, the dent immediately returned to its original shape.

Bai Ling pressed the three buns in a row, and the small indentations she made immediately bounced back, indicating that the buns were cooked.

He grabbed a basket, held it in one hand, and used the other to take the buns off the steamer.

Cai and Qing quickly came over. Cai was holding a basket, and Qing took the buns off the steamer.

The other orcs stopped working and their eyes were glued to the steamed buns. The enticing aroma was even stronger. Even though it wasn't mealtime yet, the orcs' stomachs were already growling with hunger.

The adults could still hold back, but the children couldn't. They stood far away from the fire pit, drooling, while the cubs paced restlessly. If they hadn't remembered what Bai Ling had said, they would have rushed forward long ago.

After taking all the buns out of the steamer, Bai Ling added some cold water to the earthenware pot and continued steaming the buns.

The children huddled around the basket of steamed buns, their eyes practically glued to it. The cubs, their forelegs gripping the stones, peeked out with their round, bright eyes. They were so hungry; their tongues were lolling out, and saliva was drooling.

The orc in charge of looking after the children and cubs led them to wash their hands and faces, and then gave each child a ceramic bowl containing half a bun.

Bai Lingbao's buns are about the size of a fist. The stuffed buns are harder to cool down. Even if the outer skin cools down, the filling inside is still hot. So the beastmen break the buns in half so they cool down faster and are easier for the children to eat when placed in earthenware bowls.

The children's ceramic bowls are different from those used by adults; their bowls are much smaller. The children hold the buns in both hands, put their faces close to the bowls, and wolf them down.

Each orc is responsible for three cubs. The cubs squat in front of the orcs, their heads held high, their big, round eyes staring unblinkingly at the orcs who are feeding them. Their eyes are full of flattery and obedience. They open their mouths slightly, their tongues sticking out a little, and gently wag their tails at the orcs.

The orc responsible for feeding felt as sweet as if he had drunk some worm water. He tore off a piece of bun and stuffed it into the cub's mouth, and the cub immediately began to chew.

The steamed buns were so delicious that the child quickly finished half of one, then took the bowl and walked over to the orc, raising it to indicate that he wanted more.

The orc gave half a bun to the child and said, "Each person can only eat one bun. You can eat another bun when it's time to eat."

The child nodded, then picked up the bowl and walked to the side to continue wolfing down the steamed buns.

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Not only do children and cubs love to eat steamed buns, but the orcs who cook them also enjoy them.

Besides the orcs feeding the cubs, the other orcs cooking also each had a bun. They ate very quickly, not just wolfed down their food, but practically one in two or three bites.