Chapter 510: Chapter 411: Innovation: The Crossover of Jianbing and Bubble Tea (Part 2)

Chen Mo knew this was the uncle’s fault and he was not suited to intervene and mediate the conflict.

If the young man called the police, that wouldn’t be fun.

But the uncle seemed unwilling to back down and instead directly approached the milk tea stall to continue arguing with the young man. Chen Mo was getting a headache from listening.

It felt like neither side was communicating properly, with both of them caught in a cycle of "you say yours, I say mine."

"Forget it."

Chen Mo looked at the various equipment and ingredients in the uncle’s tricycle, pulled out some cash, and tossed it into the uncle’s cash basket, "Uncle, I’m hungry. I’ll make it myself!"

The uncle was too busy arguing to pay him any mind.

Chen Mo thought, since I’ve already made two, making one more wouldn’t hurt, right?

So.

Chen Mo cracked an egg with one hand, the yolk quickly spreading over the pancake batter. He sprinkled a generous amount of green onions over the surface, and brushed on some sweet flour paste!

The final ingredient, a crisp and golden fried dough stick, was added and within minutes, a pancake was ready, making a satisfying "crunch" sound as it folded.

Just as Chen Mo wrapped the pancake, he was about to take a bite.

"So good, so good! Bro, the pancake you made is way tastier than the uncle’s."

The two girls who had previously bought pancakes had somehow returned, their eyes gleaming as they fixed their gaze on the pancake in Chen Mo’s hands. Although they said it was delicious, their minds seemed to be elsewhere.

"What’s going on? Isn’t this guy the stall owner?"

"I thought he was a relative of the owner, but he’s also a customer?"

"How can a customer make a pancake so skillfully? Bro, you must have learned this somewhere, right?"

The other customers who had gathered were a bit puzzled and found it unbelievable.

What kind of day is this? And judging by the feedback from the two girls, it seems like this suit guy’s pancake is tastier than the original owner’s?

One of the sisters seriously said, "Really! The pancake made by this guy is crisper than before, and the aroma is also strong! I don’t know why, but even the dough stick tastes better. Bro, can you sell me the one in your hand? I want another one."

Chen Mo: ???

He turned around, bewildered, to see the Tianjin pancake uncle and Taiwan milk tea guy still at it, both wanting to get physical but holding back due to reason.

"But this isn’t my stall, and I’m just a customer."

The girl in the sailor suit pouted, "Bro, but your pancake is really awesome! Pretty please~ make me another one~"

Chen Mo: ???

The girl was bouncing up and down, stomping her feet even as she spoke, her voice sounding especially engaging.

Is this how all the girls here talk?

You really think I’m...

"Alright then! You can have this one, and I’ll make another. Oh, and don’t forget to pay."

The girl’s eyes sparkled as she brightened up, pulled out some cash, and placed it in the cash basket, "Thanks, bro~"

With the second pancake in hand, the girl took a small bite and displayed an exaggerated expression of enjoyment on her face, leaving Chen Mo silently amused.

I must say, the emotional value of the girls here is really high!

Chen Mo quickly made two more pancakes for the two sisters. Perhaps it was the smell of oil or the recent exertion, but he wasn’t feeling hungry anymore and was a bit thirsty instead.

Turning around to check, he saw that the uncle and the young man seemed tired from arguing, both panting heavily face to face as they took a break.

Chen Mo approached them, "Alright, uncle, just set up next to each other. It’s fine; you guys sell different things anyway."

Then he advised the young guy, "Buddy, as working people, let’s understand each other and stop fighting. Make me a cup of milk tea, will you?"

"Hmph..."

The young man was quite haughty.

As he turned back to his stall and faced Chen Mo, the argumentative expression disappeared and was replaced by a professional smile, "We have bubble tea, silk-stocking milk tea, and fruit-flavored milk tea. Which one would you like to drink?"

Chen Mo looked at the menu, taking his time to choose.

Truth be told, when it comes to milk tea, Taiwan’s version has some gaps compared to the mainland’s.

After looking for a while, Chen Mo finally chose a cup of brown sugar bubble tea, without sugar.

The guy began making it.

The uncle was watching the young man at work, and for some inexplicable reason, he puffed up with pride again.

"Hey, wait a minute! This street isn’t supposed to allow stalls. What good is your roadside permit? It’s fake, right? Let me see, let me see, let me check it!"

The young guy, hearing the uncle start up again, put down his work and pulled out a crumpled permit, "Who says it’s fake! You’re so annoying, look, look, what part of it is fake!"

"If you’re not fake you..."

"Do you believe I..."

Chen Mo looked at the two arguing again and shook his head with a sigh. Oh, come on, guys, can’t you just do business properly!

"Hey, hey, are you still going to make that milk tea?"

The young guy didn’t have time to deal with Chen Mo.

"If you’re not going to make it, I’ll do it myself!"

The young guy was still arguing and had no time for Chen Mo.

Darn.

Chen Mo went around to the back of the food cart. He had never made drinks before, usually just getting a cup from a vending machine whenever he wanted one.

Looking at the array of ingredients, he had a rough idea of how they combined but didn’t know the exact proportions. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Brown sugar pearls, milk cap, and cheese? Basil... Tsk tsk, this guy’s got everything. Why would a milk tea vendor stock basil?"

This is what they call it in Guangzhou; abroad, it’s called basil, which sounds pretty fancy.

But in Henan, it’s just perilla!

As Chen Mo fiddled with these ingredients, thinking about their ratios, a strange idea popped into his head.

"In Shaanxi, there’s a famous snack called roujiamo, where the bread can hold anything. This led to a variation with fried skewers inside, which is also popular."

"Pancakes are the same; honest-to-goodness old Tianjin folks eat them with self-provided eggs, and the fried dough sticks have to be freshly made. Some will even buy two dough sticks at a breakfast shop and then find a pancake stall to make it."

"But as pancakes spread to other areas, they started to change, adding lettuce, spicy strips, ham, preserved vegetables, and the likes. They can wrap anything!"

"So why not..."

Chen Mo looked at the milk tea ingredients in front of him.

Picking up several of the young guy’s milk tea cups, he selected brown sugar pearls and milk cap, grabbed two slices of cheese, and scooped some basil.

With the milk tea cups in hand, he returned to the pancake stall.

"If island brown sugar bubble tea and Tianjin pancake are combined, what would it become?"

Chen Mo glanced at the still-arguing pair.

Given the situation, I might as well go ahead. Borrowing the stall shouldn’t be a problem.

As they argued, the customers who had gathered earlier were now watching the spectacle. Chen Mo found himself alone in front of the pancake stall.

"Since it’s a fusion, this pure crossover ensemble needs a medium."

Chen Mo looked at a bucket full of eggs.

"Got it!"

Though unaware of what kind of monster he might create, the urge to innovate was so strong that Chen Mo automatically crafted a method in his mind. By following this method to its conclusion, it seemed that the flavor might not be too bad either?

No hesitation, let’s do it!

The first step was definitely making the pancake.

With a swift motion, he spun the electric pancake griddle, poured the batter on, and used a spatula to spread it into a thin layer.

Once the batter solidified, he placed the two slices of cheese he had taken from next door on top.

"If pancakes have eggs, why not cheese eggs?"

That was Chen Mo’s thought, the only medium for this crossover combination.

Feeling a little excited!