Chapter 47 One of your students made a special request

Author: Liang Xueli

Chapter 47 One of your students made a special request

Cold folded ear root!

A big plate of folded ears.

It looks like strips of grass roots, mixed with chili and minced garlic, and added with some coriander.

Fang Ziwen, as a senior foodie, had already recognized it, and all the thoughts of eating food that he had been excited about suddenly disappeared.

The other students looked at it curiously.

When Wang Ban saw this dish served, he smiled.

This is what Lu Feng ordered for him.

Lu Feng also smiled and called to everyone: "Come on, don't be polite, let's eat together."

As he spoke, he picked up a big chopstick, stuffed it into his mouth, and started eating happily.

Wang Ban also picked up a chopstick and ate with a smile on his face.

Seeing that the two of them were eating with gusto, the others couldn't help but pick up one or two sticks to try.

Only Fang Ziwen pretended not to notice and ate his own seafood.

And after taking one bite, everyone's face suddenly wrinkled with sadness.

Wang Gang frowned deeply and chewed a few mouthfuls before swallowing it with difficulty, "This taste is quite unique."

Dong Xiaohei also said: "It smells a bit fishy. Did I eat it wrong?"

Wang Banze smiled and said: "You're right, it tastes like this. This is a specialty from the hometown of a former comrade of mine. When he was in the army, he once brought a sack to share with us."

"You may be a little uncomfortable eating it at first, but the more you eat it, the more you get addicted to it. After so many years, I finally eat it again."

The students all saw a moment of melancholy and a hint of sadness in the monitor's eyes.

Lu Feng rolled his eyes, grabbed Fang Ziwen and said, "Fat Master, why have you become so shy? Come on! You can eat some too."

Lu Feng picked up a large chopstick and stuffed it into his mouth.

Fang Ziwen immediately resisted the chopsticks and said, "Brother Feng, I don't have to be so polite, you can just eat."

Everyone was a little amused when they saw Fang Ziwen's fearful expression.

Dong Xiaohei and Wang Gang immediately went up, each holding Fang Ziwen's arms, and finally stuffed it into his mouth.

Fang Ziwen was helpless and did not dare to waste the food by spitting it out, so he had to eat it.

His fat face instantly wrinkled into a big Yao Ming smile.

Everyone watched and burst into laughter.

But as he chewed, his expression gradually relaxed.

"Huh? It seems pretty good."

Lu Feng rubbed Fang Ziwen's hair and stopped teasing him.

In fact, after these days of high-intensity training, Fang Ziwen has suffered more than he has in the past few years combined. He has gradually become able to endure hardships. The hardships that he thought were unbearable before have become nothing to him now.

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Afterwards, Lu Feng and Wang Ban each ate most of the food and emptied the plate of Zheergen.

After a while, the second dish was served.

A big soup basin of mapo tofu.

Fang Ziwen's eyes lit up.

"this is not bad!"

Without waiting for Lu Feng to greet him, he immediately took a large spoonful and put it into his mouth.

He was smiling at first, but within three seconds, he jumped up and exhaled violently.

Lu Feng laughed and said, "Everyone, please pay attention. I specifically told the chef that this Mapo Tofu is going to be spicy as hell. If you can't eat spicy food, just take it easy."

After saying that, Lu Feng ran over and brought a large plate of white rice.

When I came back, I saw a table full of people with red faces and sweating foreheads, gulping soup in embarrassment.

Lu Feng ignored everyone's reactions and poured half a basin of spicy mapo tofu, mixed it with rice and ate it happily.

After a while, my whole body was red from eating and my head was steaming.

Everyone looked at him like a monster.

Wang Ban hesitated for a moment, then scooped up some bibimbap. After just a few mouthfuls, he burst into tears.

Wang Ban had to give Lu Feng a thumbs up.

Seeing that no one dared to touch the hell tofu, Lu Feng went to fetch two kilograms of white rice, poured it directly into the pot of mapo tofu, mixed it and ate it.

Everyone's lunch passed in a cheerful atmosphere.

However, the joy did not last long, and squadron Lin was heard shouting after blowing the whistle to everyone.

"You have three minutes left."

The whole place was quiet for a second, and then everyone started gobbling it up like crazy.

Since the seafood was very shelly, everyone did not eat very quickly. Almost ten minutes passed and most of them had not finished eating half of it.

This is because Squadron Lin gave everyone extra time, otherwise according to usual habits, the meal stop whistle would have been blown long ago.

After Squadron Lin reminded everyone, he prepared to eat his own lunch.

"Old Lin! Come here." The middle-aged chef who had been chatting with him waved to Squadron Lin.

Squadron Lin walked over and asked, "What's going on?"

The chef said: "That's right, one of your students made a very special request when ordering."

Squadron Lin immediately frowned, thinking that the award-winning trainee had made some excessive demands and made the chef embarrassed.

So he said: "If it is difficult to do, then there is no need to do it for him."

The chef shook his head: "I think you misunderstood. It's not difficult. Your student can order three dishes in total. After he ordered two for himself, he made a request for the third dish."

Squadron Lin had already heard that this student was Lu Feng, and he had already thought of finding an opportunity to reprimand Lu Feng.

This child has good talents, but he is starting to become a little arrogant and complacent. This is a bad sign and must be corrected in time.

The chef continued: "He asked me to make one of my favorite dishes, and guess what?"

Squadron Lin was stunned for a moment and asked the chef to cook his favorite dish. This request didn't seem to be too much.

"Oh Ma Sanchun, stop beating me around in circles and tell me quickly."

The chef surnamed Ma quickly said: "Okay, okay, your student said, leave that dish for me to eat myself."

"The squad leader who came to submit the menu also said that I worked hard to prepare so many dishes for everyone, so he took it as a thank you to me."

Squadron Lin's frown changed and he showed a happy smile.

Lu Feng is really a good kid. I almost blamed him wrongly.

Chef Ma shook his head and sighed: "Today's young people are really naughty if they ask me to cook for myself and then say it's their gratitude to me."

Squadron Lin said: "Well, it's all the children's wishes. Who doesn't know that you, Lao Ma, are devoted to your duties? You never take more than a grain of rice from the country, and you never eat more than half a vegetable from the army. You are a comrade in the cooking class.

We have been cooking for so long, but we have never cooked it for ourselves. Just take this opportunity to cook yourself a meal."

Chef Ma chuckled, obviously proud of his self-denial and perseverance.

After Squadron Lin finished speaking, he was about to leave, but Chef Ma quickly grabbed him.

"Hey, don't leave. Come with me to the kitchen and try one of my best and favorite dishes together."

Squadron Lin couldn't resist him and had no choice but to agree.

He said: "Okay, okay, just wait for me for half a minute."

Squadron Lin looked at the time on his watch and blew the whistle as soon as the scheduled three minutes expired.

All the students in the audience immediately stopped moving.

“Meal time is over!”

"For those who haven't finished eating yet, dinner will continue! At the same time, you will be asked to run ten laps in the afternoon as punishment."

"yes!"

Most of the students had sad faces.

They vowed never to eat seafood dinner in school again.
Chapter completed!