I work as a chef in the university cafeteria

Chapter 141 The food is so delicious that even anorexia can't stop it

Seven canteen, dining area.

"Lele, eat slowly, there are still a lot!"

With a warm smile on her face, Liu Shurong quietly watched her son sitting across from him bury his head in the dinner plate, sweating profusely from eating.

Lele didn't look up, but she didn't forget her mother, and muttered:
"Well, mom, you can eat it yourself!"

"it is good."

Liu Shurong responded, but her hands didn't move at all.

This period of time has been the happiest month she has had in more than a year.

She took her anorexic son with her, and took the risk to come to the Seventh Canteen of Jiangzhou University to seek a solution. Originally, she had no hope.

But who would have imagined that Xiaojiang, the owner of the Seventh Canteen, really has such an ability, just a bowl of Mrs. Song's fish soup, opened the door of Lele's appetite that seemed to be locked by getting up early.

So much so that now, Lele has not only fallen in love with the spicy Jiangzhou cuisine, but even has a better appetite than before, and her physical condition has also visibly improved.

He has been skinny and bony for more than a month, and he seems to be unable to stand still, how can he still see his sick appearance now?
At this moment, Lele's cheeks are ruddy and shiny, her eyes are shining brightly, and she looks full of energy. This is the youthful and vigorous appearance that a 16-year-old boy should have!
After staying in Jiangzhou University for about a month, Lele's anorexia seems to be completely cured, and now she is no longer picky eaters like when she was at home. Liu Shurong was wondering if she could take her son with her Back to Qiantang?
When she brought Lele here, her main purpose was to treat Lele's illness. Now that she is cured, it is logical to go back.

Even if she goes back to Qiantang, she doesn't have to go to work, but Lele still has to go to school.

It's already December now, so I need to go back and make a good repair, and then go to school to retake the first year of high school after the new year.

Liu Shurong is only a little worried:

That is, after Lele returned to Qiantang, if he still couldn't eat, what should he do?
Will you come back with him by then?
Regarding this concern, her husband and Lele's father Wu Zhiguo made a suggestion:

"Why don't you take Lele to Jiangzhou City for a tour?

When Lele is hungry, take him to a famous local restaurant for a try. If Lele can eat the food made by other people, then his illness should be really cured. "

Liu Shurong didn't dare to think for herself, so she quickly asked:

"Then what if he still has no appetite and can't eat the food cooked by others?"

"If that's the case, then what are you asking?"

Wu Zhiguo was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone before continuing,
"It means that Lele's condition hasn't changed much at all. Lele is willing to open his mouth to eat because the food that Boss Xiaojiang cooks is not so delicious!"

"Oh, well, I'll try it out sometime."

"You don't have to worry too much, no matter what, Lele's body is still getting better visibly, isn't it?"

Wu Zhiguo listened to her voice in a low voice, and quickly comforted her,

"If it doesn't work, I'll think of a way to see if I can invite him to Qiantang to cook for Lele."

Liu Shurong said sadly: "The problem is that Boss Xiaojiang doesn't care about money at all."

Wu Zhiguo smiled: "Is there anyone who doesn't like money? He doesn't like it, it's just that other people don't give enough!"

Jiang Yu: You have misunderstood me too much, I am interested in money!
Because of her husband's suggestion, Liu Shurong took Lele to Jiangzhou city a week ago, probably because it was the first time she came to this city, and the mother and son had a good time.

Seeing that it was almost noon, and before Lele said she was hungry, Liu Shurong couldn't bear it any longer.

She hurriedly said to her son:

"Lele, let's find a place to eat, sit down and have a rest, shall we continue playing after we have eaten?"

Lele thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

The two of them walked into a very special restaurant in Jiangzhou. After Liu Shurong looked at the menu, he handed it to Lele and said with a smile:

"Lele, the food here is said to be delicious, but a little spicy, what do you want to eat?"

Lele shook her head and pushed the menu back:
"Mom, order, I'm not hungry yet."

"..."

Liu Shurong's heart "thumped", and an ominous premonition welled up in her heart.

The most unlikely situation I guessed before seems to have become the greatest possibility:

Lele's anorexia is not cured, he seems to really only be able to eat the food made by Jiang Yu, and the food made by other people, he is still the same as before, he has no appetite at all!

This, this is really a young life!

Unwilling, Liu Shurong tried for a whole week, almost tried all the famous delicacies in the streets and alleys of Jiangzhou, but Lele still couldn't eat what she should not be able to eat, and she refused to take even a bite no matter how much she persuaded her.

At this time, Liu Shurong finally gave up, and had no choice but to accept that her son was actually the same son more than a month ago, and his illness had not improved at all.

It was the meals made by Boss Xiaojiang that gave her the illusion that her son had recovered.

Those meals are so delicious that even anorexia can't resist the temptation...

Watching his son easily eat up the three taels of rice on the dinner plate, a serving of steamed pork ribs with taro and black bean sauce, and a serving of shredded fish-flavored pork, he did not forget to stick out his tongue and lick the puff on the corner of his mouth. rice...

Liu Shurong, who was sitting opposite him, suddenly melted away the worries of these days, and she felt a little relieved:
More than a month ago, I was still worried about whether my son's body would be able to hold on. Now at least my son doesn't have to worry about suddenly collapsing due to lack of nutrition.

That being the case, what does it matter if they are "trapped" near the Seventh Canteen?

The problem will be solved sooner or later.

……

Due to the fact that there are fewer off-campus people coming to eat, the end of lunch in the No. [-] cafeteria is much faster than before.

After all, most of the students were worried that they would come too late and have no food, so they rushed over early to eat.

As soon as the lunch was over, Yan Tongtong and others were still busy packing up the trays in the sales room, when Hu Zhihai walked over quickly and said hello:
"Xiaoyan, Xiaochen, don't be so busy, hurry up and eat, and clean up after eating!"

After speaking, he didn't wait for Yan Tongtong and the others to respond, he turned around and ran back to the kitchen.

Seeing this, Yan Tongtong and the others quickly followed.

Seeing Senior Brother Hu's anxious look, Yan Tongtong and the others knew without even thinking that Senior Brother Jiang must be cooking something delicious again.

Otherwise, Brother Hu would be in such a hurry?
As soon as a group of people came to the kitchen operating room, a spicy and fresh pungent aroma came over their faces, making Yan Tongtong unable to hold back, and even sneezed several times.

"Hahahaha! Old Jiang, the Sichuan dishes you cooked today are spicy and spicy. I think girls like Yan Tongtong will not like them. If you eat too much of these dishes, you will easily get acne!"

While talking, Hu Zhihai winked at Yan Tongtong and the others,
"I see, you might as well cook some light dishes for them!"

"Brother Hu just likes to bully people!"

Yan Tongtong has been here for a long time, and she is much more courageous than before, but she will no longer be "oppressed" like before and dare not resist.

She wrinkled her nose and said with a "hum",
"I grew up eating chili peppers, so what's so spicy? If you really want to talk about it, Brother Hu may not be able to eat spicy food like me!"

"Hey! I'm doing it for your own good. It's fine if you don't listen."

Hu Zhihai shook his head and sighed,

"At that time, if you really develop acne and become ugly, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

"Tsk tsk, Xiaoyan, please ignore him, this fat man has a thick skin now, he can't even pierce a needle!"

Lu Shuwu stood aside with a look of disdain, curled his lips and said,

"In order to get an extra bite, he will cheat anyone he can!"

A group of people were chatting lively, and Jiang Yu spread all kinds of ingredients, such as bean sprouts, eel segments, duck blood, tripe, tofu, luncheon meat, etc., in a large stainless steel basin, and poured hot stock soup.

Immediately afterwards, he put crushed peanuts, sesame seeds, chopped green onion, peppercorns, and dried chili on top of the ingredients, and heated up the oil again, pouring the hot oil on top of the dried chili and chopped green onion.

Just listening to the sound of "Zi La La", a strong aroma instantly transpired, numb, spicy, fresh, fragrant, all kinds of flavors mixed together, and went straight to the depths of everyone's nasal cavity, making people unbearable I can't help but want to drool.

"Okay, what are you all doing in a daze? Let's start eating!"

Jiang Yu didn't bother to wash the pot anymore, he took a wet towel from the side and wiped his hands, then said with a smile,

"Although there are a lot of people, we have four large washbasins. We should have enough food for lunch today. Everyone is free to eat. The most important thing is to eat well. If we don't have enough, let's do it again!"

In addition to the Maoxuewang dish that was prepared last, there is also a pot of boiled beef, a pot of sauerkraut fish slices on the operating table, and the last pot is the pepper chicken.

The four major pots of vegetables are all authentic Sichuan and Shu specialties, and all they want is a cool word!
As soon as Jiang Yu's voice fell, Lu Shuwu, Hu Zhihai, Ma Guoqiang and others let out an excited "ow", immediately turned around, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and started eating around the table.

Not to be outdone, Yan Tongtong and other part-time students rushed to join.

After working in the cafeteria for so long, they deeply understood a truth:
"Stick to death the bold, starve to death the timid!"

If you don't fight or grab, I'm afraid you won't even be able to drink the soup!

Although Jia Dequan was old, his movements were not slow at all. He reached out and picked up the colander to scoop up a spoonful of duck blood and eel segments, put them into his own bowl, and then slowly tasted them.

After tasting a piece of duck blood, Jia Dequan couldn't help but nodded and commented:
"The duck blood is boiled for just the right time, it is not old at all, it melts in the mouth, it is smooth and tender, and it is spicy and spicy.

This eel segment is also tender and smooth, not fishy at all, it is indeed very well done! "

Jia Dequan’s comments here are well-founded and logical, while Hu Zhihai, Lu Shuwu and others on the other side are basically “dancing demons”:

"Hold the grass! This hairy blood is so delicious, isn't it? It's so numbing and spicy, I can't stop it!"

"The boiled beef is delicious, so tender that I almost swallowed my tongue!"

"You really don't know how to eat, pickled fish is yyds!"

"..."

And just as a group of people were sweating and howling, Jiang Yu had quietly come to the cafeteria hall to meet someone...

(End of this chapter)