57 Hungry (2/2)

”The guy in charge of counting the number of people was doing it blindly. If Jiang Feng could cook, it would be considered good, but Liu Qian is a food steamer. There is another girl who probably doesn't know anything about cooking. Jiang Feng might be the only one who is making all the food for so many of us. It's better to just have two home economics club members preparing our food. With a group of schoolchildren causing trouble in the back kitchen, it would be good if the noodles were edible.” The students' Union officials made a sound analysis.

”Share one with me, you already have four. If I have to carry and move things around later, I'll starve to death.” The student union official pleaded.

His companion hesitated for a moment and was attracted by the large piece of sweet potato on his bowl of Sweet Potato Congee. It was bright orange and stimulated his appetite just by looking at it.

”I'll give you one, but give me some Sweet Potato Congee .”

”All right!” The student union official agreed without hesitation. He had no interest in the congee. He pushed the bowl to his companion.

His companion picked up the sweet potato with his chopsticks.

The companion scooped up a large spoonful of congee.

The companion scooped up another tablespoon of congee.

The companion scooped up another spoonful of congee again.

The companion scooped up another spoonful of congee once again.

The bowl was empty.

”Ahem.” The companion wiped his mouth awkwardly. He had just thought that the sweet potato looked quite delicious. After tasting the sweet potato, he thought that the congee should also be good. After drinking one mouthful, he thought why not have another mouthful. Then the situation turned uncontrollable and irrecoverable.

”Umm, I've accidentally finished it. I'll give you two more buns.” The companion tried to remedy it.

”Sure, is the Sweet Potato Congee that good?” The Student Union officer accepted the bun happily without knowing what he had missed.

”Not bad. I like Sweet Potato Congees.” The companion said with a normal expression.

When they were almost finished, Jiang Feng and the teacher that had been helping him came out carrying a bucket of noodles and a bucket of noodle soup.

He had already contacted Wu Minqi on his cell phone to ask her to give out the bowls and divide the seasoning properly, and then he would give out the noodles when he came.

How should he describe the noodles this time?

He felt that they were edible. Nobody would die from eating them. They were just a little thick, a little rough. They had been broken quite a few times and appeared quite irregularly shaped. The taste and texture were probably not that far from their appearance, and they would probably lump together.

It was edible!

The noodles were distributed to everyone, and everyone started to gobble it up with bowls in their hands as if the bowl was filled with unique delicacies.

Especially those who have been given the Sweet Potato Congee, they were even hungrier after the appetizer.

Jiang Feng was shocked to see the scene.

Could it be that… His noodles were in fact very well made. His real talent was in pastry and flour-based foods. He had been working in the wrong direction all these years. He was in fact, an undiscovered culinary genius?

”What I made...Is it really that delicious?” Jiang Feng couldn't help but ask.

After tasting it, Wu Minqi put the bowl down in silence and said, ”They are just hungry.”

Oh.