23 New Oriental (1/2)
After the official account problem was taken care of, Jiang Feng added Zhang Wei on WeChat so that he could personally ask what Zhang Wei wanted for his deliveries. Zhang Wei replied, telling Jiang Feng that he wouldn't mind eating anything that the restaurant had to offer.
Jiang Feng couldn't hide his slight surprise at seeing such a customer.
After the last customer left for the night, Jiang Jiankang stayed in the kitchen for another half an hour before coming out with dinners for everyone who helped out.
When Jiang Feng saw the seven dishes and one soup that belonged to the Huaiyang Cuisine, he began to question Jiang Jiankang's skill in Huaiyang Cuisine.
There were Yangzhou Fried Rice, Three-nested Duck, Boiled Crab Meatballs, Sherded Tofu in Broth, Sauteed Sweet Corn with Pine Nuts, Stir-fry Nanohana with Shitake Mushroom, Stir-fry Prawns, and Chinese Mixed Mushroom Soup.
From what Jiang Feng could see from the system, the fried rice has too much oil in it, the flame for cooking the meat was too high, while the sweet corn was too bland, probably because Wang Xiulian bought the cheaper product to save costs. On the other hand, the tofu was made perfectly.
But, since Huaiyang Cuisine wasn't Jiang Jiankang's specialty, the table of foods was another milestone achievement for Jiang Jiankang.
Ji Yue stared at the table full of food in awe.
”Jiang Feng… You never told me that the meals were like this,” Ji Yue said with her trembling voice.
She would rather work at this restaurant than somewhere else with a 10,000 dollar monthly salary.
”Wait, why are there two different soups?” Zhao Yu asked as he pointed at the tofu. ”And why is the tofu so thin?”
”Seriously, bro. That's the Shredded Tofu in Broth,” Liu Zixuan scolded.
”Come, have a taste,” Jiang Jiankang offered. ”I'm not really good at making Huaiyang foods, so bear with me. I'm not even sure if this is how a traditional tofu dish tastes like.”
”It is! It is!” Ji Yue nodded. But in reality, Ji Yue had never tasted a real Shredded Tofu in Broth either. But looking at the thinly shredded tofu with the thickness of a hair, Ji Yue believed that it was as traditional as could be.
”Try the duck too,” Jiang Jiankang smiled. ”Even though I couldn't get my hands on ducks from Gaoyou or wild ducks, this one is made by pressurized cooking them in stock. The taste should be phenomenal too.”
”It's so good!” Ji Yue exclaimed, even though she never tried Three-nested Duck before either.
”These meatballs are delicious too!” Liu Zihao complimented as he took a bite of the crab meatball.
”Of course,” Jiang Jiankang said proudly. ”Too bad crabs aren't in season right now. We'll just have to wait for the Chinese mitten crab in two months and I'll make this again. Sorry for serving you with such second-rated ingredients, Xiao Ji.”
”Not at all! It's delicious!” Ji Yue quickly shook her head.
The only thing that the students were wondering was that since when had people started making meatballs with crab meats.
After having their fill, Ji Yue cleaned the dishes and tables while Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian discussed what drinks to serve the next day. The rest of them stayed back and chatted since it was still early.
”I should've gone to the universities in Huaiyang…” Zhao Yu pouted as the taste still lingered in his mouth.
”Right? I've never thought that foods from different cuisines would taste so different,” Wang hao sighed. ”Why aren't there any famous foods from around here….”
Ji Yue looked at her juniors, not knowing what to tell them. Even though she was from Huaiyang, it was also her first-time trying most of the foods from dinner.
But Ji Yue decided to not tell them the truth.
When the shop closed, everyone went back to the dorm. Jiang Feng had a full schedule in the morning the next day, so he went back with everyone too. He initially planned to study a little like every good student would, but the moment he opened the textbook, he immediately gave up. He couldn't understand a word written on it.
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When Jiang Feng walked into the classroom with four Salted Egg Custard Buns, he was shocked by what he saw.
His classmates were greeting each other by asking, ”Did you eat there yesterday?”
Wait, what's happening? Is that a new trend?
”Feng'ge!” Qian Tang greeted by shouting. ”Save this poor child!”
The desperation from Qian Tang was even worse than when he begged the professors for the exam answers.
”Wh… what's wrong?”
”We have class until half-past twelve. What are we going to do? There's no way we can get a seat for lunch!”