Song Tan's Notes

What? Rice and noodles will take up more space later?

Teacher Ning doesn’t believe it!

Just take a sip of this Tremella soup in the hot summer, it is cool and smooth, what is refreshing? This is it!
She lowered her head and savored another spoonful, then urged the people watching nearby: "Drink it, why are you standing there! Just for this bowl of soup, this trip today is worth it!"

Even the usually serious teacher Ning said this.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then quickly took their bowls and lined up to get the Tremella soup.

Zhai Xiaofeng: ...Really, she is telling the truth, why don’t these people listen?
Fortunately, there was only half a bucket of Tremella soup left, so the group of people only had a bowl each. At this moment, in the huge cafeteria, the empty walls were echoing with the sound of people slurping soup and everyone's indecent exclamations.

Master Jiang leaned over to take a look, then, with a large spoon in his hand, he couldn't help but knock it twice on the edge of the pot.

Zhai Xiaofeng watched from the side and always felt that this action was similar to the action she did before when feeding pigs.

Until someone came to the stainless steel bucket and tried to scrape it with a spoon, but only scraped out 1/3 of a spoon...

Zhai Xiaofeng couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so she picked up the bucket and put it next to the sink, and the water started flushing.

Troupe: ...How can he be so uneconomical! He didn't shave carefully just now!

But I saw that the other party only took a little water, then shook the bucket back and forth to rinse it, and quickly poured it into the bucket beside him. I don’t know whether he was feeding the pigs or the dogs.

He hid the pain in his heart silently.

Until someone else came over with an empty bowl, looked at it eagerly, and asked soullessly:

"No more?"

"Well, no more."

The two looked at each other, and both of them wanted to sigh.

Until another indescribable fragrance came, and two kitchen helpers came out carrying a large basin and shouted:

"The sesame leaf noodles are ready, help yourself if you want to eat them!"

The two people who were standing in a daze in front of the empty bucket rushed over quickly. Although there was no Tremella soup, drinking it had whetted their appetites, so they had another bowl of this thick noodles.

"Oh, it smells so good! The rice cooked in this farmer's earthen stove is indeed the best."

The two of them picked up the sesame leaves with chopsticks and took a look at them: they were ugly and unattractive, and it was the first time they heard of them being mixed into noodles.

But once you put it in your mouth, the thick soup hangs on the dried and cooked sesame leaves, and the unique taste and aroma slowly linger. Then take a sip of a bowl of thick soup...

The other party paused, then turned back and stood directly beside the pot in the greenhouse, and started eating from three steps away.

He looked completely devoid of reserve and beauty, which attracted the stares from his colleagues in the troupe:
"What are you doing? Eating here is like begging for food."

The other party said vaguely: "If I can get food, I can beg here until dark."

He has to eat quickly and only then can he have the second bowl!
Oh, really, why can’t you just let it go? Bring another bowl to serve it first!
Seeing his appearance and smelling the fragrance, what else is there to not understand?
Those who had drunk the Tremella soup rushed over quickly, and soon the line formed a long row again.

Then he swallowed it in one gulp.

Teacher Da Ling from the troupe sighed deeply, then patted the young girl on the shoulder:

"Miao Miao, it's a good thing you took this order. If I could eat something like this again tonight, I would sing for the host all night long."

Miaomiao was still drinking the white fungus soup in her bowl. After hearing what the other party said and looking at the soft noodles, she immediately swallowed her saliva. "It's really so delicious, then I'll go too..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw someone from the kitchen carrying a large basin out:

"For the hodgepodge fried rice, take as much as you can eat and try not to waste it."

When I looked again, the bowl of sesame leaf noodles that everyone was guarding was almost empty.

Zhai Xiaofeng was waiting nearby. Seeing the last person eating his second bowl and scraping the bowl clean with a spoon, she couldn't help but advise again:

"I told you the food was delicious, why didn't anyone believe me?"

Of course, it was clear that there was also a desire to watch the fun in these words.

After all, she was also someone who had eaten good food. Now when she looked at this group of people who had not enjoyed it yet, she felt an extra sense of superiority in her heart.

This young man just drank a bowl of Tremella soup and scraped off another half bowl. He ate two bowls of noodles and will eat three more bites of fried rice later. He is really a big eater!
The other party didn't take this seriously at first, but the hodgepodge fried rice next to it looked like the ingredients were too rich!
And there is that rich rice aroma. How can this rice be so fragrant?

He was eager to add a little fried rice to the half bowl of soup he had scooped out.

Just mix it and eat it -

Uh...

He suddenly felt sad.

"How come this fried rice is so delicious?" But his belly is so round now that he can't eat another bite!

"How could it not be delicious?" Zhai Xiaofeng had been waiting for this moment!
At this moment, he pretended to be nonchalant, and while taking away the large basin, he continued, "This rice and noodles, the big boss won't sell them even if he offers a hundred yuan a pound. If it weren't for the Dragon Boat Festival today, you wouldn't be able to buy them even if you wanted to eat them."

After saying this, he looked at them again, vaguely gloating:
"I see you guys ate a lot of noodles, so there will probably be a lot of fried rice left over later!"

"Oh my! I told you to eat less and drink less, but no one believed me..."

Tsk tsk tsk, what a pity!
But Master Jiang also came out to take a look:
"We can take back what they haven't finished. There's still a low fire in the pot, so we can slowly roast it. Then we can make a big pot of fried rice, which will be delicious when we chew it!"

He made some arrangements by talking to himself, then turned around and asked Zhai Xiaofeng, "They will all get up later. Ask them if they want to eat the noodle soup I'll make for them tonight and pair it with this fried rice as a midnight snack."

Starch and starch, with no other side dishes, seems a bit simple, so you have to ask in advance.

Zhai Xiaofeng didn't even raise her head: "Do you even need to ask? Everyone knows how to choose just by smelling the rice. Just do it!"

What a pity, I can no longer use the new wheat flour from Lao Song’s family to make noodle soup at night…

She was feeling so happy that she couldn't help wanting to have a midnight snack.

In the troupe, Teacher Ning, who had just finished drinking Tremella soup and reluctantly ate half a bowl of noodles, and had a small appetite to begin with, stood there, feeling so heartbroken as if he had missed out on yet another final payment!
"that……"

She cleared her throat and added two more layers of skin:

"It's already late at night after our show. Excuse me, do you have any midnight snacks?"

Ouch!

Master Jiang then remembered, but he didn't work the night shift, so he just ordered: "Xiao Zhao, stew another pot of duck noodle soup tonight."

Then he looked at the remaining fried rice and said, "These are leftovers. It's not right to give them to you guys. Let's leave them for our employees to eat." (End of this chapter)