No one in the cafeteria paid any attention to what Master Jiang said.
The vegetable picking army was staring at the delicacies on their plates depressedly, feeling regretful every time they took a bite, but they couldn't show that they disliked it too much, so as not to hurt Master Jiang's heart.
Otherwise, what should I do if his cooking is not so delicious in the future?
Since the Hanamaki is destined not to be theirs, what can they say?
The ones picking mugwort sprouts and Houttuynia cordata have not returned yet, but the remaining dog owners have already pounced on their dinner plates, shouting loudly:
"Well, this braised pork is so delicious and authentic."
"Look at this crucian carp. This crucian carp is also good. The meat is tender and not fishy."
"Drink the soup, drink the soup. This soup is warm and feels so comfortable."
Everyone was full of surprises. They never expected that this country chef's skills were really good. He took one bite of food and one bite of rice, and he dug in half of it, and it felt so good to fill his stomach!
Until the big steamer beeped, Master Jiang opened the door, and the two young men in the back kitchen quickly put on insulated gloves, twitched their arms, and hundreds of scallion rolls were taken out in the vast heat.
The aroma of scallion oil is particularly overbearing, and along with the aroma of soft and hot noodles, it gradually permeates the entire canteen.
It happened that the mugwort bud pickers came back in time, and as soon as they entered the door, they sniffed sharply:
"smell good!"
But at this time, he saw Brother Dog, who was holding an empty plate and only drank half a bowl of sweet soup, rushing forward:
"My Hanamaki! Five of them!"
He stretched his palm far away and spread his fingers apart, lest anyone miss a finger.
Master Jiang glanced at him. As a chef, everything he eats is actually brought up from the mountain, but every time there is something small, he will still leave a portion for him. Now there are 5 of his Hanajuan children.
.
But he was old, and it was not good for him to eat too much pasta at once, so he took the tongs and neatly put the five rolls on Brother Dog's plate, and then called the kitchen helper:
"Here, there are 5 in total, one for each of you three."
Everyone happily agreed.
Dog owners who saw this accidentally:...???The chef eats the rolls first?
Then he looked at the supper that was already on his plate and felt his full stomach——
Are they putting the cart before the horse?
…
Brother Gou happily returned to his seat with the flower scroll, and when he saw people on the left and right staring at him blankly, he couldn't help but urge:
"What are you doing standing around? Go ahead and eat it! This is a good benefit that I worked so hard for."
Then he pinched the hot and soft flower roll, and when it was too hot, he let go of his hand and quickly touched his ears.
But this didn't stop him from eating. He pinched the chopsticks next to him and took a bite. He took a bite first and then said!
To be honest, the noodles of this Hanamaki are not firm enough, but it is precisely because the fermentation is soft and just right that the scallion oil can fully blend with the fragrance of the noodles.
Take a bite, it's as soft as rice cake, and the whole mouth is filled with that overbearing aroma.
As you chew slowly, the unique sweetness of the pasta starch gradually bursts out on the tip of your tongue, blending with the taste of scallion oil. It’s called a long-lasting beauty!
Brother Sun almost squinted his eyes as he ate.
The next moment, all the dog owners who were staring at him put down their chopsticks, rushed to the window with their plates in hand:
"Hanamaki! My Hanamaki!"
"My five!"
"My mine!"
The villagers behind me who were just about to line up:...
So no one came to pick it up for a long time, so I thought there was extra food today, alas!
The dog owners took the flower rolls and turned them over and over, smelling the tangy aroma. It's not that they didn't want to stuff it into their mouths and eat until they were full, but the problem was that their stomachs were full now.
Even though this flower roll is too soft and not solid enough, it is still big!
If you eat this all by yourself, your throat will be filled with rice.
Everyone carefully took a bite, and were instantly defeated by the unprecedented taste, and then looked at Brother Dog accusingly——
Such good stuff!!!
Brother Gou will not take the blame: "Didn't I remind you?"
He thought proudly that he had kowtowed to you before, now he knows, right?
All right.
Everyone sat back in frustration - Brother Gou not only reminded him, but also reminded him more than once.
but……
"What's this?"
Someone stood up with a full stomach, walked to the kitchen window aggressively, and shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Master chef, do you have a zip-keeping bag?"
There must be some, there are still several volumes. Zhai Xiaofeng came over with a smile: "Yes, how many do you want?"
The other party held out his finger: "One is enough. I won't be able to finish the Hanamaki tonight, so I'll pack it up."
"You should be able to eat it after it's cold, right?" He looked at Zhai Xiaofeng, which made the other party hesitate a little.
"It uses lard..."
If you want to eat it, you can definitely eat it. Those country people can eat it. But I don’t know if those with weak stomachs can eat it.
But although the other party asked, he had no intention of hearing his opinion. At this moment, he happily took the bag and made a plan: "Keep it in your pocket, eat two more as a supper at night, and eat two more with porridge in the morning!"
There's another one... isn't there another one that's already reached his belly? Otherwise, how could it be stretched like this?
Seeing this situation, the others suddenly realized and rushed to the kitchen window again:
"I want a bag too."
"I also want."
"I, I, I..."
Liu Liu, who was just getting ready to cook behind him:...
She was debating whether to ask someone to give in, but she saw that Zhai Xiaofeng had already neatly handed out a roll of fresh-keeping bags:
"Get it yourself, don't get in the way here."
Everyone crowded into an army of ants and quickly moved to the other side.
There was still the aroma of flower rolls in the air, and Zhai Xiaofeng didn't forget to crane her neck to take a look when she was serving everyone food——
They are so lucky to be able to eat five!
…
The food on the mountain is so rich, and down the mountain it is even more solemn.
Especially if this was the coming of the future in-laws, if Lu Chuan hadn't stopped him, there would have been a lot of fish and meat on the table.
Lu Jing finally had the dish she had been thinking about for a long time, and couldn't help showing a look of aftertaste and emotion.
Then he thought that he might have to rely on the old Song family for the next meals, and he quickly asked actively:
"Do you have any work to do tomorrow?"
There's nothing to do tomorrow, right?
Just as Wu Lan was about to say something, he heard Qiao Qiao say: "Yes, I will sell mugwort tea and Houttuynia cordata tea to the children tomorrow. They need to be packed."
"Oh oh oh!" Ulan finally remembered this.
In fact, the previous batch of mugwort tea and Houttuynia cordata tea have been sent out for several days. Later, Zhang Yanping said that it was rare to start selling them in the new year, so he could save more things before starting——
The main reason is that I teased people too much last time, everyone was angry and the gangster brother inevitably felt guilty.
In short, if the quantity is larger this time, the people will be angry!
