Food: Hotel changes location as prison crime rate soars

At the same time, the prison guards who walked out of the cafeteria saw the inmates standing neatly waiting at the door.

They also consciously lined up in a line, ready to go back to the dormitory to rest in the standard walking style.

It's just that everyone eats too much, and now they don't talk about the standard way of walking.

Even if they are allowed to hold their heads up, it is extremely difficult to walk normally.

Some were propped up and walked with their hands on their hips.

Some felt that the food was in their throats, and they desperately touched their chests, trying to smooth it out.

There are also a few who have eaten too much and have broken all the buttons on their shirts, so they have to cover their stomachs with their free hands to cover their shame.

On the other hand, the inmates standing in line at the door were puzzled at this time.

I watched the prison guards walk in front of them one by one, cross-legged or clutched on their stomachs.

I couldn't help but mutter.

"What happened to these prison guards today? One by one, how did they walk in a strange way?"

"I don't know, when I see them on weekdays, they all walk in two or three in a row.

"Yes, it's not chic, it's not good to walk heroically, click!"

It's just that they don't know that these prison guards walk crookedly, and they are completely supported by eating at noon.

"Don't talk!!Line up to enter the cafeteria and prepare for a meal!" while

the inmates were still muttering, some prison guards who had not eaten lunch because they were on duty ordered a little angrily.

"Yes!"

everyone replied in unison.

Then, the queue neatly walked into the cafeteria.

"Take your seat correctly according to your number. The

guard spoke again.

And the inmates also found their own seats under the instructions of the prison guards.

According to prison rules, every 10 inmates are divided into groups.

A group of inmates would send three inmates as representatives, go to the kitchen to serve some meals, and then return to their group to distribute them evenly.

"Serve the meals in turn!" the

prison guard ordered.

The representatives of each group went to the kitchen to pick up vegetables and rice with stainless steel basins in turn.

"It's so fragrant!" Several

representatives who entered the back kitchen couldn't help but swallow their saliva as they looked at the bright red braised pork and the golden fried shredded potatoes mixed with emerald green.

"Damn, when did Lao Xu's craftsmanship become so good?" said

a representative serving a prison sentence, while filling the basin with braised pork, to the staff in the canteen next to him.

The staff at the cafeteria were apparently familiar with the deputy.

In response to the questioning of the representative serving the sentence, the staff directly ridiculed.

"I said Wang Lung, just you still claim to be a nickname jack-of-all-trades? I don't think bullshit, Lao Xu was released from prison yesterday, and he went through some formalities this morning, and left directly before noon!"

For the news that he didn't know for the first time, Wang Lung couldn't get over it, so he had to scold Lao Xu a few times.

"Then the master who is in charge of the spoon now, is it in that prison area?"

"Na~ It's the little brother named Jiang Xia, but he is not us inmates, he is the master who was specially invited from outside by the prison to take charge of the spoon. As he

spoke, the staff pointed to Jiang Xia, who was sitting on a stool playing with his mobile phone.

Seeing Jiang Xia's young appearance, Wang Lung couldn't help but be stunned.

Such fragrant braised pork, is this kid made?"

"Okay, don't speak, get the meal and go out quickly."

Just when Wang Lung was puzzled, the prison guard interrupted his thoughts.

"Well, let's go!" Wang

Lung smiled awkwardly, and then returned to his group with his meal.

"I thought you had been robbed, why were you so slow this time. Wang

Lung usually has a good relationship with other inmates, but when he returned a little late, he was ridiculed by his companions.

"I bragged about it with the good buddies in the cafeteria for a while. With

that, Wang Lung directly put the braised pork in the middle of the table.

As soon as the braised pork is in place, the aroma is overflowing in an instant.

"It's so fragrant! Old Xu, that old boy, won't use some flavor enhancers or anything like that. Hearing the

words of his cellmate, Wang Lung waved his hand helplessly.

"Don't mention it, Lao Xu's sentence expired yesterday, and he left early this morning after completing the formalities. "

Have you changed the chef?" I said that the food made by Lao Xu didn't have such a strong fragrance. The

cellmate continued.

And Wang Lung didn't hide too much, and directly said what he thought in his heart.

"Changed, but I think that kid's age is at most twenty years old, even if he enters the kitchen at the age of sixteen, he has only been a cook for four years, and the food cooked by the chef in four years can be more fragrant than the food cooked by Lao Xu's chefs in the past few decades

?" "You mean adding technology and hard work?"

......

The inmate was about to continue when the voice of the prison guard came.

"Okay, the groups are allotted, it's time to eat!" Hearing the

prison guard's order, everyone stopped talking, but concentrated on cooking.

Wang Lung, who had always been suspicious, also directly locked on a piece of braised pork with a bright red color.

Gently pick up with chopsticks.

The braised pork with bright red Q bombs appeared tremblingly on Wang Long's mouth.

With the appearance of braised pork, a sweet smell of meat directly drilled into Wang Long's nose.

If you eat this bite, won't you die of refreshment?

Wang Lung secretly sighed.

After feeling emotional, he didn't think much about it anymore and stuffed the braised pork directly into his mouth.

The moment you enter it, the aroma of braised pork bursts out in its mouth without reservation.

Crispy and not broken, fragrant but not greasy.

Taste: salty, fresh, fragrant, sweet.

It was just perfect.

While enjoying the fragrance, Wang Lung couldn't help but close his eyes with a look of enjoyment.

This taste made Wang Long, who thought he had eaten all the delicacies in the world, couldn't help but admire.

He would never have thought that he was deeply impressed by a piece of braised pork.

At this moment, Wang Lung thought of the scenery before he was imprisoned.

I thought of the various delicacies I had eaten when I was in my own scenery.

Although it is not as amazing as the taste of this braised pork, it carries its original glory moment.

Comparing the before and now, Wang Lung unconsciously hummed an episode from the prison movie.

"Although the monk has given the chicken, scratch the refrigerated group ...... by the aunt"

sang to the affectionate place, and couldn't help but bury his head on the dining table.

"Brother Long, do you have a toothache? If you have a toothache, I will eat these dishes for you. Wang

Lung, who originally lowered his head to feel the sad atmosphere, was instantly full of vitality.

"Fuck off! Damn, why did you eat so fast?"

Wang Lung directly covered his bowl, but when he looked at the food in the bowl of his fellow inmates around him, which was basically wiped out, he instantly froze.

And the inmates who originally wanted Wang Lung to share the food couldn't help but complain.

"It's so fragrant, the speed of cooking can't be slow

!" "Damn!"

Hearing the cellmate's explanation, Wang Lung no longer pretended to be approved, and he didn't want to continue to reminisce about the past.

Instead, serve the rice directly with the left hand and pick up the vegetables with the right hand.

A dazzling meal.

It's just that during the dry meal, he will also praise from time to time.

After all, today's lunch was so amazing for him!