14 Chinese Cucumber Salad (2/2)

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

It was moving as fast as the knives in dramas.

Because room 501 often enjoyed hotpot in winter, they were well equipped with all kinds of seasoning and utensils. Jiang Feng took out two plates and arranged the sliced cucumbers into a circle, added salt, sesame oil, and sugar, and brought out the vinegar, dried hot pepper, and chili oil made by the old master himself from the bag he had brought back.

In his early years, the old master had learned how to brew vinegar from an expert Shanxi vinegar maker. In his opinion, most of the vinegar sold in the market now was soulless.

As soon as the jar of chili oil and vinegar was opened, the aroma wafted out.

”Do you guys prefer sour or spicy food?” Jiang Feng asked the few at the door first.

”Spicy, spicy!”

”Sour, sour's good!”

”Anything's fine.”

Four people gave him three kinds of answers. At this time, they could not remember that they were here to help. The two plates of cucumbers hogged their attention.

So Jiang Feng added more dry chili on one plate, and a normal ratio of seasoning on another.

10 cucumbers looked like a lot, but not much was left after it had been shared among a dozen people.

Wang Hao had the advantage of being in a favorable position, and as he had a special advantage, he tried to hog an entire cucumber. He was severely reprimanded by the crowd and had three-quarters of it taken away.

The chili oil made by the old master had a fiery kick. Several students who couldn't handle the chili oil were in tears because of the heat, but they were still fighting in the front line trying to grab more food.

The sour and spicy aroma filled the doorway of room 501.

At first, some people had thought of giving polite compliments regarding the taste of the cucumbers. However, only a few plates of vinegar with dry pepper floating within were seen by those who had this thought.

The students who had come down to take out the garbage on the sixth floor saw the crowd gathered on the fifth floor. The air was still filled with the delicious sour and spicy aroma. They asked curiously, ”what are you eating around here?”

”There's nothing to eat here, nothing to eat, we're helping to mop up the vinegar that had been spilled.” They all gave the same answer. It would not benefit them for the food to be shared with more people.

The 10 plates of chinese cucumber salad had been devoured clean by the crowd as if they were hungry wolves.

During this period, Jiang Feng heard ”Ding, gained 111 experience points.”

”Ding, gained 167 experience points.”

”Ding, gained 109 experience points.”

He was on cloud nine.

After they had finished sharing the food among themselves, the crowd began to rush to wash the dishes enthusiastically.

”Ah!” Jiang Feng's junior, who was in the same department, slapped his thigh and suddenly exclaimed, ”Feng'ge, I almost forgot to pay for the chinese cucumber salad. I'll just scan the QR code at the head of Brother Hao's bed and transfer it to brother Hao first. Brother Hao, remember to pass it to Feng'ge!”

”Oh, how can I forget that!”

”Oh, look at my memory, Hao'zi. I'll pass you the money, too.”

All of them appeared to be hit with a sudden realization. Jiang Feng was embarrassed to expose them because of their poor acting skills.

The biggest giveaway was that everyone would run away after paying. It was too deliberate.

Wang Hao was quite stunned as he looked at the series of money transfer notifications on his mobile phone.

”Since when do they pay after freeloading food?”

Jiang Feng smiled and began to keep the seasoning: ”It's all because of you, spreading false advertisements on your social media every day, I guess they all think that I'm too poor to eat.”

”What about all this money then?”

”Take it first, and return it through discounts when they go to my restaurant for meals.” Jiang Feng replied.

After packing up, Jiang Feng picked up the seasoning and put it in a bag to take to the store in the evening.

Wang Hao thought about the Chinese Cucumber Salad just now and asked, ”Feng'ge, how do your father's culinary skills compare with that dish of chinese cucumber salad just now?”

Jiang Feng thought for a moment and answered seriously, ”The dish of chinese cucumber salad just tasted good because it was seasoned with the vinegar and chili oil made by my grandfather, which is probably my father's usual standard.”

”The dishes my dad will be preparing tonight will definitely be his best dishes. It will definitely be better than that Chinese Cucumber Salad.”

Gulp

Wang Hao swallowed his saliva involuntarily.