Let You Open A Cafeteria, And All The Students Have Become Martial Arts Saints?

The teachers and students who were already staring at the cured meat were suddenly taken aback.

They all raised their heads and looked towards the distant sky.

Under the darkness, a small black dot quickly approached the camp.

Qin Lie was drooling, and stared at Xia Cheng straight in his eyes.

Ah no, looking at the meat and buns in front of him, under the astonished eyes of everyone, they landed at the front of the line.

"Uncle Qin!"

"I don't see it right, Uncle Qin actually flew here? Is he a born strong?!"

"I actually chased him from the school, other teachers are also here, why am I panicking all of a sudden!"

The surrounding environment suddenly became noisy, and the students were both shocked by Qin Lie's sudden appearance, but also couldn't believe his history.

Such a strong old man still grabs food with them every day?

If they were flustered, then Zhao Ping's legs were weak.

Others don't know Qin Lie's identity, how can he not know?

Could it be that he came to ask him about his crimes?

Qin Lie didn't have the heart to pay attention to what they were thinking at this moment. He was an old Qin man, and his desire for pasta was engraved in his bones. When he saw Roujiamo, he couldn't move his eyes at all, and urged impatiently:

"Boy Xia, what are you waiting for, make me two steamed buns!"

Qin Lie urged another 400 times, Xia Cheng was also a little confused.

"Master, what's the matter with you?"

"Why can't I come, the doorman can't have a holiday?"

Looking sincerely at the sky, then at Qin Lie, he said sincerely, "I've never seen a flying guard.

"Leaving from Rongcheng in the morning, we can be found right now, Uncle Qin, who are you?"

He planned to take this opportunity to make old man Qin reveal his identity.

In this way, if something really needs Qin Lie's help in the future, it will be a matter of course.

Qin Lie choked for breath, and said in a sound transmission from embarrassment: "Stinky boy, don't pretend to be with me, I don't believe you don't know my identity."

"If that girl of yours doesn't tell the whole story about me, I'll eat up all the monsters in Daliang Mountain!"

Xia Cheng usually greeted him with greetings, and was overly enthusiastic.

Qin Lie had seen through everything a long time ago, but he didn't care.

Not to mention the relationship between the two of them, just to be able to eat the dishes cooked by Xia Cheng, if something happens to him, he will definitely not stand idly by.

At such a critical moment, you are still here pretending to be stupid and teasing the old man, but it is too uninteresting.

Hurry up and hand over the Roujiamo!

Hearing this, Xia Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

How could Qin Lie be a simple-minded person who could cultivate to the level of Emperor Wu and lead a school to flourish.

His innocence must have been exposed long ago.

"Here, Uncle Qin, I will rely on you more in the future."

Xia Cheng made two roujiamo, which were stuffed full of meat, and said with a pun.

"Don't worry about it, kid." Qin Lie couldn't wait to take it over, "Old man, I've already told you that I will depend on you to take care of me in the future.

After all, he left in a hurry with the Roujiamo and made way for the next person.

Seeing that Qin Lie was just eating and didn't even bother to talk to him, Zhao Ping's heart that had been jumping in his throat returned to its original place.

Although the other students also had doubts about Qin Lie's identity, eating was the most important thing right now.

Gossip can only be carried out after the stomach is full.

Two steamed buns per person, some like to add a section of hot pepper, some like half fat and half thin.

Both Xia Cheng and Ding Yiyao will ask in advance before starting production.

There is no school condition here, students and teachers come to the campfire to sit and eat after getting the buns.

One bite, the crispy skin makes a crisp cracking sound, but the embryo inside is very chewy.

When the mouth touches the meat, the cured meat melts in the mouth with little effort, giving it a rich and fragrant aroma.

The flavors of dozens of spices and herbs have completely (bdei) melted into the meat and gravy, regardless of each other, and sublimated the texture and taste of the meat to an unimaginable level.

Fatty meat is not greasy after eating, and lean meat has no residue and is full of oil.

For a while, no one spoke in the entire camp, and everyone was immersed in the delicious Roujiamo.

Each person has two steamed buns, and the meat inside adds up to more than a catty. In less than five minutes, someone finished eating it.

This still slows down a lot when it is necessary to taste the delicious food carefully.

There wasn't much meat left in the pot, so I sincerely shared some with Ding Yiyao's father and daughter, and kept some for myself, so there was only soup left in the pot.

"Brother Cheng, can I share some of this soup?" Su Yuan ran over, looking at the steaming soup in the pot, and couldn't stop drooling.

"What do you want soup for? This soup is very salty." Xia Cheng asked suspiciously.

"It's okay, I have a heavy mouth, just give me some, Chengdu."

"Fine.

Xia Cheng felt a little helpless because of being entangled, so he took out a bowl and filled it up for Su Yuan.

Seeing that he was really coming, other students also ran over.

"Brother Cheng, give me some, I want it!"

"I brought my own cup, I'll drink this tonight!"

With such a fragrant marinade, you can take it home and soak some steamed buns, or even cook the meat yourself.

All of a sudden, sincerely was surrounded again, Ding Yiyao also said hastily upon seeing this.

"Boss Xia, let me order some rice for everyone."

Everyone was moved to tears, "Senior Ding, you are amazing! Cook more!"

Xia Cheng looked at the group of gluttons, and said angrily: "One credit for soup, remember to pay.

"Senior sister, you just keep the points, and it counts as overtime pay."

Before Ding Yiyao refused, Stinky Bean leisurely returned to the tent.

late at night.

Xia Cheng was lying on the bed, about to fall asleep, when the zipper on the door was unzipped.

Chu Lingxi walked in swaggeringly, came to the side of the bed, and looked down on sincerity.

Xia Cheng:

"What are you doing?"

Xia Cheng didn't bother to get up either, so he lay down and looked at Chu Lingxi, his ice-blue eyes were filled with clear stupidity, which made him unable to understand what this fool wanted to do.

"Hmph~" Chu Lingxi snorted softly, pointed to the bed and said, "I saw you and Weiwei here this morning, eh~~~"

Xia Cheng was speechless: "I have checked with my spiritual sense, but there is no one around."

Chu Lingxi was proud: "I have hidden it with a treasure long ago, of course you can't perceive it!".