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He Tiantian was very confident in her culinary skills.
"Hehe, practice makes perfect," He Tiantian laughed. "After doing it a few times, you'll get it. It's not a big deal. I've already taken care of it, you just need to pluck the chicken feathers. I'll clean the insides."
The two of them divided the work, and in just half an hour, they had completely cleaned everything.
Now that the weather had turned cold, Director Zhao began heating the dough mixed with starter on a big pot to speed up the fermentation process.
This was a skillful task, not something just anyone could do. Director Zhao's family used to run a steamed-bun business, so with such skills, the buns she made were quick to prepare and delicious. That's why she was always in charge of steaming buns for the village canteen.
Once the dough was ready, it was time to make the buns.
The big pot was filled with water, with firewood burning beneath it, and large flames occasionally leaped out from underneath the pot.