Song Tan's Notes

What is "Lao Song's meat dishes"?
The people in the troupe didn’t understand, after all it was just like the communal meals of a farmer’s family!
You know what, they were really hungry.

Everyone hesitated for a moment, got on the bus and packed their belongings. Less than two minutes later, they saw two large shuttle buses driving steadily towards them on the road.

The man driving the car had dark skin, but he looked very energetic: "Plum Blossom Troupe?"

He glanced at the banner on the car again: "Get in the car. There isn't much food left from lunch. Chef Jiang said he would make something simple for you - fried rice and noodles, okay? There will also be Tremella soup and rice dumplings."

It's already two or three o'clock in the afternoon, and we still have to catch up with the progress. What are you guys still picking on?

So he got into the shuttle bus and chatted along the way: "This farm looks inconspicuous, but it has quite complete facilities."

"Are there usually tourists? Otherwise, why would we have a shuttle bus?"

"I searched it before. It's a local farm. They say the vegetables taste very good. Many people in the city come to buy vegetables every weekend."

"Also, we must go to the tofu grinder and buy some tofu."

"You can open a dog blind box on the road, what SSR is the king, and there is also a big pearl family - I know the blind box, my daughter loves it, what does SSR mean?"

Everyone was talking at once, but the driver remained calm and silent. I don't know why, but instead of making everyone feel unenthusiastic, he made everyone feel extra reassured.

As they were talking, the shuttle bus went around the rolling hills and what appeared before everyone's eyes was a large factory building painted pink and white. Further away, there was an apartment building.

Ouch!

This is a really big scale. Look at the other side, there are large vegetable fields, fruit trees, fish ponds and rice fields below...

"very nice."

Someone murmured, "If there were no family factors, it would be comfortable to live in a place like this."

The shuttle bus stopped, and only then did the driver get off the bus, adding: "Life here is indeed very comfortable."

He raised his hand to check the time: "Today is a semi-holiday, and the employees are probably still taking a nap at this time--"

You can’t live without sleep! At noon, everyone’s belly was full, and after lunch, they took some digestive tablets, and then mixed it with each other, and in the hot sun, they turned over wormwood and walked around. In short, they had to work hard to digest...

After all this, I finally relaxed at one or two o'clock. The weather was so hot and there was really nothing to do, so I might as well go to sleep.

Anyway, the security guard thought of the lunch and smiled with satisfaction:

"Come, the cafeteria is over here."

Needless to say, everyone has already smelled the fragrance.

Living in a country with a huge food culture, even ordinary people will naturally have the same skills.

That is, by smelling the aroma of the cooking, you can roughly guess whether it is stewing pork or stir-frying peppers today.

The warm aroma from slow cooking and the sizzling oil in the pan will grab everyone's nerves like little hands when they are hungry.

The smell coming from the cafeteria now is not as pungent as chili peppers, nor as mellow as stewed meat.

Instead, you can clearly smell the layers, the aroma of stir-fried chopped green onions, the heat of eggs fried in oil until they are fluffy, and the sweetness of the most ordinary rice...

"Dululu."

Everyone touched their stomachs at the same time and said, "We're hungry." We were so hungry that we felt like we could eat a big bowl of food.

After entering the cafeteria, the air-conditioning made everyone feel peaceful again. An auntie was filling the tea bucket with water. When she saw them coming, she smiled:
"You must be hungry. We still need to boil some tea. Let's have some Tremella soup first."

Summer heat can cause people to lose their appetite. A bowl of icy cold Tremella soup before meals, not too much, is enough to soothe the hot nerves.

Her casualness and enthusiasm, as if she were greeting a relative next door, instantly made everyone in the troupe relax, and then they looked around the spacious, clean, and particularly elegant-looking cafeteria without any hesitation.

Finally, it points directly to the disinfection cabinet:

“Are the dishes here?”

"Yes." Zhai Xiaofeng took a look and said, "Don't take the various ones. They belong to the employees. Just take the ones with uniform specifications in the top row."

The young girl in the troupe has been feeling bad today - although it was not her fault, she delayed everyone's holiday, did not receive the balance, and had to run back and forth, which made her feel bad.

Now I am actively moving forward:

"Everyone take a seat first. I'll serve you some Tremella soup."

The eldest sister from the troupe also came over and said, "It's just a bowl of soup, why do you have to run back and forth? Everyone can just play their own game."

As soon as these words were spoken, some people who were already hungry rushed over first and actively asked, "Are they making fried rice with scrambled eggs?"

"Correct!"

Zhai Xiaofeng smiled and said, "It was a little late when I heard about your arrival. There wasn't much food left from lunch, so Chef Jiang thought about stir-frying the remaining diced pork and adding sour cowpeas to make a hodgepodge fried rice for you."

"Anyone want to eat noodles? I picked some sesame leaves a few days ago. Do you want to eat sesame leaf noodles? The noodles are cooked soft and mushy, and served with shredded pork and pickled vegetables - the noodles are also newly harvested this year!"

This lady is so magical that she makes ordinary fried rice and noodles look so delicious that an old man in charge of props and equipment patted his stomach and said, "Can I have a bowl too?"

Why doesn't this work?

Not to mention whether anyone would waste it, even if there was any leftovers, the pigs and dogs at home are waiting to eat them, so there won’t be any left.

She just kindly reminded them: "Then don't take the rice dumplings for now, just eat rice and noodles, and eat the rice dumplings in the evening."

Everyone nodded obediently, but at this moment, someone with quick hands had already brought a small bowl of iced Tremella soup and sat down.

After taking a spoonful, she suddenly fell silent.

"Teacher Ning, what's wrong?" The people next to him were curious: "Is it a little sweet?" Those of them who have singing parts have requirements for their body shape, and generally don't eat anything that is too sweet.

Unexpectedly, Teacher Ning stood up silently, then went to the disinfection cabinet to choose a big bowl again, and lined up again with the Tremella Soup team.

During this time, he stretched his neck to look at the bucket with concern: "Will this soup be gone after I finish it?"

Zhai Xiaofeng said embarrassedly: "Yes, it takes time to make this, and there is a fixed amount every day. Everyone drank less at noon, so this is all left."

We could drink Tremella soup every now and then in the cafeteria, so we reluctantly gave it up in front of the delicious food and each person only drank a small bowl to satisfy his or her sweet taste.

Now...

Zhai Xiaofeng also advised: "Teacher, don't drink so much, the rice and noodles later will really take up your stomach!" (End of this chapter)