7 Minced Pork Congee with Preserved Egg (1/2)
Different from the kitchen in Chen Xiuxiu's place, the kitchen in the Jiang family home had a lot of spices. To make sure that his food would not poison his friend, Jiang Feng decided to cook the porridge and make sure it was edible before giving it to Chen Xiuxiu.
After dicing the preserved egg and marinating the pork, Jiang Feng began to cook the congee and waited outside the kitchen.
He took his phone out and realized he missed a lot of messages from Wang Hao.
Hao'zi: Feng, which button is the cook button on the rice cooker?
Hao'zi: How much water should I add?
Hao'zi: And what pressure should I set?
Hao'zi: Bro! Help save this desperate kid!
”…”
In the Jiang family, anyone heavier than 75kg would not be treated as a kid anymore.
After sending Wang Hao messages on how to cook the rice, Jiang Feng went through his social media. In just a few seconds, he got his reply.
Hao'zi: Bro, it's too late…
Hao'zi: I beg you! Please come back! I miss your Casserole Rice with Pork Chops!
”…”
Get lost!
Jiang Feng scolded in his head and took a photo of the congee that was still cooking. He attached the picture and sent it to his friend.
Jiang Feng then put his phone down and stirred the congee.
After stirring for more than 10 minutes, he checked the time, and it was still 4.40 pm. Since it was a little early for dinner, Jiang Feng turned the flame off and left the congee in the pot to stay warm.
He rechecked his phone. As he'd expected, he got a few crying messages from Wang Hao.
Jiang Feng thought of the Main Quest and decided to call Wang Hao. Other than asking his friend how he was doing, Jiang Feng wanted Wang Hao to help advertise his family's new restaurant.
Even though Wang Hao did not lose his weight after the breakup, he succeeded in his business idea. He opened a small store in their dormitory, and business was great. Almost half of the room leaders in the male dorm were in constant contact with him.
”Hello,” Jiang Feng greeted as the call was picked up seconds after it rang.
”Bro! What kind of friend are you? How dare you cook your own food and leave your best mate to die here?” Wang Hao scolded.
”… You do know our campus has a canteen, right?”
”The foods there are always the same! And what's worse is that they all taste like pig feed! All of the stores behind our school are closed because of the holiday too!”
Since the temperature never got lower than 37°C for the summer. There was no way anyone would open up their store for a handful of students left on the campus.
”And you're cooking rice because of that?” Jiang Feng asked.
”Of course! White rice with Spicy Gluten is the best combination during summertime!” Wang Hao sighed. ”So, why are you calling me? Don't tell me you're going to brag about all the good food you're eating at home.”
”No, I have something serious to talk with you. Do you know about the new restaurant that's still being renovated behind our campus?”
”Yeah. News sure travels fast. You'll definitely shit yourself when you see how big that restaurant is. They even have a second floor,” Wang Hao exclaimed. ”I always see a few huge dudes managing the renovation there. Who do you think the owner is? I bet he's in some security business too.”
”… That's my family's new shop…”
After saying that, Jiang Feng quickly moved his phone away from his ear. As expected, Wang Hao's roar came from the other side of the phone.
”Holy mother! Bro, I never knew your family was rich!”
”More like poor! My father took a loan for the restaurant, and we're now in debt,” Jiang Feng laughed. ”You better help me advertise the restaurant, or you'll see me begging on the street in the future.”
”No problem! But I do have to ask, is the food good? This is my first time advertising, and I have to take the risk of losing my customers if it goes bad.”
”Oh, please. Your customers are just some of the brothers in the dorm,” Jiang Feng laughed. ”What do you think of the foods I've made?”
”The best in the dorm,” Wang Hao praised.
”Well, my dad would say they're pig foods.”
Hearing that excited Wang Hao. He still remembered the time when Jiang Feng made the Casserole Rice. The aroma alone attracted the whole dorm to their room.