"If you order glutinous rice balls with dumplings today, you will get a small plate of kimchi. Teacher, would you like to add some glutinous rice balls?"

Yan Jingcheng could no longer count how many times he had come to the cafeteria to eat. He looked at the cute and smart little girl in front of him and smiled.

"No need, just two dumplings."

Although the food at window 18 is indeed delicious, and he now knows that the student in charge of cooking here is Wen Jiu.

It's just that he prefers to eat dumplings with spicy dipping sauce than sweet glutinous rice balls.

After waiting for a short while, two portions of dumplings were placed on large dinner plates.

Yan Jingcheng glanced at his dinner plate and saw that there were some dishes he had never seen before in the smallest compartment.

I think this should be the so-called kimchi.

He looked towards the kitchen through the window and saw Wen Jiu turning his head and blinking at him.

Seeing this, Yan Jingli immediately understood that this was the kimchi Wen Jiu had given him as an exception.

It instantly made him feel warm in his heart.

He found an empty seat with his dinner plate and sat down, picked up a dumpling and wrapped it in the dark red dipping sauce.

The full amount of red oil covers the original bright white color of the dumplings, and you can smell the hot and spicy flavor just by holding it to your mouth.

The chili oil used for dipping is specially made by Wenjiu. She chose several chili peppers with different spiciness and aroma and ground them together into powder. She also added a lot of spice powder and seasonings to mix.

So when Yan Jingcheng ate it, he felt the spiciness rushing to the tip of his tongue in layers. Every time he ate a dumpling, he felt like he was sweating profusely.

Moreover, although the spiciness is strong, it is not exciting. When mixed with the delicious meat filling, it makes the meat filling even more delicious and fragrant.

The chili oil is spicy and attractive, and it also contains a few white sesame seeds that leave a fragrance between the teeth, which is very good at stimulating people's appetite.

If Yan Jingcheng hadn't been afraid that eating too much spicy food would affect his stomach, he would have bought some fried rice and mixed it with this dipping sauce.

"Hiss."

After Yan Jingcheng ate half of the dumplings with the spicy dipping sauce, he quickly picked up the dumpling soup that came with it and took a sip. The light aroma of the noodles diluted the remaining spiciness between his lips and teeth as soon as he took it into his mouth.

"What a coincidence, Teacher Yan," Lu Xueying sat down opposite him with a dinner plate, "Are you coming here to eat too?"

Yan Jingcheng rarely stayed in the teachers' office building. He spent most of his time doing research in the Medical Research Institute. So when he saw the young woman opposite, he didn't remember who she was.

"I'm Xiao Lu, transferred here this semester."

Lu Xueying pursed her lips and smiled softly, obviously seeing the confusion on the other side's face.

"Oh, Xiao Lu, he's the new fighting class teacher, right?" Yan Jingcheng squinted his eyes and thought for a moment before reacting.

There are not many fighting class teachers in 3047 College. During the vacation after last semester, a few were poached by other colleges.

Therefore, the college has recruited several new fighting class teachers this semester, and Lu Xueying is one of them. But unlike other teachers who actively applied, she was transferred from the intermediate planet.

However, this kind of thing is not uncommon. The interstellar population is large, coupled with the wide coverage of intelligent robots, so professional competition is quite fierce.

People who can't find a job on an intermediate planet often settle for the next best thing and come to a low-level planet to work for a while, which can also add a few credits to their resume.

After all, the technological coverage of low-level planets is far lower than that of intermediate and high-level planets, so the demand for talents in professional positions is still very high.

"Hmm," Lu Xueying smiled and took a sip of dumpling soup, "Teacher Yan also ordered the food from window 18?"

"Yes, the food at this window is always delicious."

After resting for a while, Yan Jingcheng picked up another dumpling and wrapped it in the dipping sauce.

Lu Xueying, who was opposite him, didn't bother him anymore and just sullenly ate her glutinous rice balls.

Some students came over to say hello to Yan Jingcheng along the way, and he responded to them all with a smile.

Although there are very few students coming to the pharmacy class, Yan Jing is a kind person and treats students very gently, so the students like him very much and are happy to say hello to him.

"Teacher Yan, I think these students are quite familiar with you."

Lu Xueying has a friendly smile and looks very approachable, without any arrogance from a mid-level planet.

Yan Jingcheng doesn't like people from intermediate planets or even high-level planets. He has met a lot of people at his age, but what bothers him most is the superiority complex of those people.

"If you have more contact with students, they will become familiar with you." He smiled and swallowed the dumplings in his mouth, with a satisfied look on his face.

Then Lu Xueying chatted with him for a few more words, and after adding his Xingwang account, the other party left the cafeteria.

Seeing her leaving, Yan Jing wanted to pack up the dishes and leave, but when he was about to get up, he realized that he hadn't eaten the kimchi yet.

Yan Jingcheng is also a person who cherishes food, so he decisively picked up a piece of pickled radish with his chopsticks and tasted it.

This pickled radish is full of sourness and refreshing flavor as soon as you eat it. It has a crisp and tender texture with a little bit of fragrant juice.

After a few crunches, Yan Jingcheng felt that his appetite was aroused again. The hunger began to spread in his body as he chewed in his mouth, but there was nothing else to fill his stomach.

He looked at window No. 18, but unfortunately there was a sign saying it was sold out and closed.

So he had no choice but to run to another window, buy a vegetable fried rice, then quickly sit back and start cooking rice.

Although the taste of this fried rice is much better than others, it is still not as delicious as the food at window 18.

But paired with the sour and spicy pickled radish, he couldn't help but eat the fried rice one bite after another.

This taste really stimulates people's appetite. Just chewing the pickled radish for a few times will make him salivate like crazy.

The full bowl of fried rice was eaten by Yan Jingcheng with pickled radish. You must know that he usually comes to eat food from other windows, and he will lose his appetite after eating half of it at most.

He looked at the big bowl with not even a grain of rice left in his hand, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh in his heart.

It seems that if you come to eat at window 18 from now on, you have to eat it all at once.

Otherwise, how can he maintain his health if he continues like this? After eating food for three people at a time, he feels that he can become a big foodie mukbang.

"Sister Jiu, your kimchi is really delicious!"

Li Qingyu covered his mouth and burped. He had just eaten a large plate of dumplings with kimchi, and now his belly was so full that it was about to explode.

Fortunately, the school uniform jacket was wide enough to cover his belly, otherwise Qiao Shishi would have laughed at him if he saw it.

"I think so too," Qiao Shishi picked up a paper towel and wiped her mouth, "but can this kimchi be made into other dishes? I think it tastes good with other ingredients."
Chapter completed!