Chapter 1279

Master Jiang's words, the cafeteria didn't pay attention to it at all.

The vegetable picking army was staring depressedly at the delicacies on their plates, every bite they ate felt like a regret in their hearts, but they couldn't express too much dislike for these, so as not to hurt Master Jiang's heart.

Otherwise, what should we do if he doesn't cook so well in the future?

Since the flower rolls were destined not to be theirs, what did they have to say?

The mugwort bud and houttuynia picking team had already returned, and the remaining dog owners had already pounced on their food trays, shouting loudly:

"Hmm, this braised pork is really fragrant, very authentic."

"Look at this crucian carp, this crucian carp is also good, the meat is tender, not fishy."

"Drink some soup, drink some soup, this soup is warm, it's really comfortable to drink."

Everyone was surprised, never expected that the craftsmanship of this rural chef was really quite unique. One bite of vegetables, one bite of rice, and they dug into more than half in three or two strokes, the feeling of being full was really great!

Until the small steamer issued a prompt, Master Jiang opened the door, and the two young men in the back kitchen quickly put on heat-insulating gloves, pulled their arms, and more than 100 scallion oil flower rolls were taken out in a vast heat.

The fragrance of scallion oil was exceptionally domineering, and with the hot and soft noodle fragrance, it gradually permeated the whole cafeteria.

Just in time for the mugwort bud picking team to come back at the time point, as soon as they entered the door, they took a fierce breath:

"So fragrant!"

And at this time, Brother Dog, who was holding an empty plate and only drank half a bowl of sweet soup reservedly, rushed forward:

"My flower rolls! Five!"

He stretched his palms far away, his five fingers spread wide, fearing that someone would miss a finger.

Master Jiang glanced at him. As a chef, the things he ate were actually taken down from the mountain, but every time there was a small stove, he would leave a portion for him, and now there were his 5 flower rolls.

But he was old, and eating too much flour at once was not good for him, so he first neatly put the five flower rolls on Brother Dog's plate with clips, and then greeted the kitchen helpers:

"Come, a total of 5, one for each of you three."

Everyone agreed happily.

The dog owners who accidentally noticed this:...??? Even the chef eats flower rolls first?

Looking at their own food trays that had only residues left, touching their stomachs that were already full—

Did they put the cart before the horse?

And Brother Dog happily took the flower rolls back to his seat, seeing that the left and right were still staring at him in a daze, couldn't help urging:

"What are you staring at? Go eat! This is a good benefit I begged for with great effort."

And then he pinched the hot and soft flower roll, and was scalded and let go, hurriedly touching his ears.

But this didn't stop his rhythm of eating, chopsticks clamped on the side, "Ah woo" one bite, bite first!

Honestly, the noodles of this flower roll were not solid and hard enough, but it was precisely because the fermentation was soft and just right that the scallion oil was fully integrated and permeated with the noodle fragrance.

One bite, soft like rice cake, the whole mouth was full of that domineering fragrance.

And as he chewed slowly, the unique slight sweetness of flour starch gradually burst out on the tip of the tongue, blending with the taste of scallion oil, that was a beautiful long-flowing beauty!

Brother Xiao Sun ate until his eyes were about to squint.

The next moment, all the dog owners staring at him put down their chopsticks, carried their food trays, and rushed to the window:

"Flower rolls! My flower rolls!"

"My five!"

"Mine, mine!"

The villagers who were just about to line up:...

No one came to get it for so long, I thought there was an extra meal today, alas!

The dog owners looked at the flower rolls back and forth, smelling the fragrant fragrance, they didn't want to stuff it into their mouths and eat it full, but the problem was, their stomachs were full now.

Even if this flower roll was too soft and not solid enough, it was big!

If one was eaten, the meal would be filled to the throat.

Everyone carefully bit down, instantly defeated by this unprecedented taste, and then accusingly looked at Brother Dog—

Such good things!!!

Brother Dog couldn't carry this pot: "Didn't I remind you?"

He thought proudly that he almost knelt down to you before, now you know how good it is?

Okay.

Everyone sat back frustrated—Brother Dog not only reminded them, but reminded them more than once.

But...

"What's wrong with that?"

Someone stood up with a full stomach, walked to the kitchen window aggressively, and then shouted loudly:

"Chef, do you have fresh-keeping bags?"

That must be there, and there were several rolls. Zhai Xiaofeng smiled and leaned over: "Yes, how many do you want?"

The other party stretched out his fingers: "One is enough, I can't finish my flower rolls tonight, pack them up."

"Can I eat it when it's cold?" He looked at Zhai Xiaofeng, which made the other party a bit hesitant.

"Lard is used inside..."

To say eat, it can definitely be eaten, we country people can eat it. But whether those with weak intestines and stomachs can, that's unknown.

But although the other party asked, he didn't want to listen to opinions at all. At this moment, he had already happily taken the bag and made a plan: "Stuff it in my arms, eat two as a midnight snack tonight, and eat two with porridge tomorrow morning!"

And one more... and one more is already in his stomach, right? Otherwise, how could he be so full?

Seeing this situation, others suddenly realized, and then rushed to the kitchen window again:

"I want a bag too."

"I want one too."

"Me, me, me..."

Liu Liu, who was just about to get a meal behind, was...

She was struggling whether to ask someone to make way, but saw Zhai Xiaofeng had already neatly handed out a roll of fresh-keeping bags:

"Take it yourself, don't get in the way here."

Everyone crowded into an ant army, and quickly moved to the other side.

There was still the fragrance of flower rolls in the air, and Zhai Xiaofeng didn't forget to stretch his neck and look at it when serving everyone:

They are really lucky to be able to eat five!

The food on the mountain is so rich, and it is even more solemn under the mountain.

Especially since this is the future in-laws coming, if it weren't for Lu Chuan's obstruction, big fish and big meat would probably be served in basins.

And Lu Jing finally ate this dish she had been thinking about, and couldn't help but show a look of aftertaste and moving.

Turning to think that the food in the future would probably rely on the Song family, she hurriedly asked actively:

"Is there any work to do tomorrow?"

Is there any work tomorrow?

Wu Lan was just about to say it, but heard Qiaoqiao say: "Yes, tomorrow I want to sell mugwort tea and houttuynia tea to the children, and I need to pack them."

"Oh, oh, oh!" Wu Lan finally remembered this.

It was really because the previous batch of mugwort tea and houttuynia tea had been mailed for several days, and later Zhang Yanping said that it was rare to start selling in the new year, let the things accumulate a bit more before starting—

Mainly because the last time people were teased too much, everyone was angry, and the brother in the underworld was inevitably guilty.

In short, this time a larger quantity should be able to appease the public anger, right!