Chapter 12 (2/2)

“Meow -” In order not to help the owner with his slippers in the future, XiaoBai, with shame, rolls around in Cui Qichao's arms, he remembers Cui Qichao going to wash his face after kissing his mouth.

The soft cat rolls over the legs, revealing a soft belly and a pink claw pad, and the sound is clear and gentle.

Cui Qichao touched on Xiaobai's chin, as he says: “Xiaobai, good boy.”

Although the words are much shorter than the aunts, it is already very difficult for Cui Qichao, who usually only praises the training.

Cui Qichao touched Xiaobai's chin and slowly said: ”Such a good cat, next week will teach you how to jump through a ring of fire.”

Xiaobai:”…………”

Looking back at the names of the five cantees, they actually became famous at least ten years ago.

Even ten years later, when several alumni of C University returned to their alma mater to visit, they mentioned the cafeteria at C University. Today, some of them are engaged in business, some are in politics, and some have gone abroad to develop.

The C University Alumni a.s.sociation took care of them, and today C University has a lot more new teaching buildings than it did a decade ago, and has renovated many places.

It was led by Huang Wei-he, president of the C University Student a.s.sociation, who ran his own media after graduation, and now founded his own company.

After a tour of familiar and unfamiliar campuses and a visit to a teacher who is still at school, Huang Wei-he made a suggestion: “We will have dinner with the teachers tonight, for lunch, why don't we go to the cafeteria?”

A few other cla.s.smates almost sprayed, “Are you kidding?”

“Going to the cafeteria, aren't you afraid you won't make it through the night?”

“Really, the canteen is still my midnight nightmare.”

“Isn't the bigger nightmare that we have to pay now to eat at the cafeteria?”

“Ha ha ha ha ha!”

Everyone laughs, and listens to him. In those days, everyone had little money and had to eat the canteen, and even though there was little oil and water, and the taste was very bad, they encouraged each other.

In fact, the C Dining Hall has a little connection with Huang Wei-he, who has earned a reputation in the restaurant world of Chinese universities. At that time, people were curious about the school canteen., Huang Wei-he personally wrote an article for his alma mater's dining hall platform, with his professional advantage, the article became widely spread, which contributed a great deal to the status of the C University canteen.

However, when they were laughing and discussing, Xiao He, who was next to the Alumni a.s.sociation Secretariat, looked odd.

These people, who are over 30 now, are not people who are addicted to the Internet, and the only people who have frequent contact with Huang Wei-he are still very busy, and they don't even know that the cafeteria at their alma mater is no longer what it was!

“Well, actually, since our Vice Chancellor Cui's nephew took over the canteen, it's been a big improvement, and now the students like it.”Xiao He explained.

This statement has attracted more people's interest.  It is really like *red rain in the sky, the food at C canteen can be changed, and the nephew of President Cui actually went to work in the cafeteria, which is more unusual than the red rain. The background of President Cui is clear to everyone, can his nephew run to the canteen?

T/N: Red rain is the sky means something unbelievable.

With doubts, the group actually went to the cafeteria, which was supposed to be close to #4 canteen.

Xiao He stopped them and said: “#1 canteen has fresh vegetables grown on its own today. Let's go to #1 canteen.”

They all went to the cafeteria, where they actually used to go was closer, and #1 canteen was just a little more walking. Since Xiaohe was so strongly recommending it, of course they would not lose face.

But when they came to #1 canteen, it wasn't as it  before, it was only now that they discovered that the food in the canteen was so unmentioned that the school's famous dating mecca was full of vegetables, including the chili peppers planted in the flower beds on the lower side of the street.

This scene was a bit unusual. Huang Weihe who comes from professionalism background subconsciously takes out his phone and takes a photo.

When they entered the canteen, they were even more frightened, there was a mountain of people, a vast numbers of students, long queues at windows, and students who had prepared food on the benches buried their heads and ate, and the smell of the food spread to their noses, making everyone hungry.

This smell alone told them that Xiaohe did not deceive people, this is not the same as their impression of #1 canteen!

Xiao He  took them to the teacher's window and punched out his own card.

#1 canteen's own cabbage has been harvested, and today's tofu stir-fried cabbage is available, so everyone here has a choice of dishes, but under Xiaohe's strong recommendation, all the dishes are cabbage.

Sitting in his seat, Huang Weihe  couldn't remember the exact same plate he had ordered a decade ago. Instead, he looked at the fried cabbage.

In recent years, he has been a media reporter and has gone to many places, eaten at a lot of  tables, and his tongue can be said to taste a lot of delicious food, but he has been bored with it. He became numb to the food served by corporations, otherwise he would not come up with an idea to eat the canteen. Besides remembering that, he would eat much better, and he would like to remember that sweetness

But this simple dish of fried white cabbage, fried with tofu, quickly aroused his appet.i.te. The green, bright green, crisp and refres.h.i.+ng leaves are fried, and the fragrance penetrates the nose with the steaming heat and has the pungent flavor never encountered elsewhere.

The male student next to him also happened to have a large mouthful of cabbage.

Perhaps it's just been moving and eating quite profusely, and with the crunchy sound of the hollow leaves in his mouth, the smell of the nose and the color in front of him, it's a vivid reminder of how crisp and refres.h.i.+ng it should be, how the garlic cloves between the teeth, the puffy milk and the tender leaves explode in the mouth, how the soup flows between the teeth…

In this instant, Huang Weihe swallowed a mouthful of saliva and was starving.

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