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Buns, one of the staple foods on the dining table.
"Q Book" states, "Mix the leaven into the dough, making it loose and airy."
Good buns are round and bulging, white and smooth, adorned with a red date—they're sweet without being cloying, nourishing the blood and bolstering the qi, and even have the effect of nourishing the yin and strengthening the yang!
Just like the ones Wang Ran held in his hand at this moment.
Plump and smooth, as pristine white as clouds, with a elasticity that delighted, vanishing at the slightest lift of the hand after being pressed.
He took a deep breath, and the scent of wheat infiltrated his lungs.
Wang Ran's forefinger trembled with eagerness, unable to resist lightly nibbling.
The indescribably fantastic taste went straight to the thousand folds of his brain's cortex, like sticky lubricant over rusty gears, the suppressed desires within him quietly awakening.
At that moment, Wang Ran froze.
