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As far as the eye can see.

Many students have already had breakfast.

The air in the entire cafeteria.

The mixed aroma of tofu pudding and pancakes echoed.

But the cafeteria was too big and there were too many people.

So the mixed aroma of food was only vague.

But even so, Qin Haiji and the other four, who had not gotten up so late for a long time and were already a little hungry, swallowed their saliva.

"Let's go, let's try it first!"

Qin Haiji did not comment on the excitement in the cafeteria, and took the three people to line up.

There were a total of six lines in the cafeteria, and the lines were very long, with forty or fifty people in each line.

This was also when Qin Haiji and the others were chefs.

Except for the military training period, there was no grand occasion like this.

"There are quite a lot of people!"

"Cut it out, what can be done with tofu pudding pancakes? I guess the young people are excited and come to show their support!"

"I think so too!"

The three believed that the current scene had nothing to do with the food itself.

It was just the unity and novelty of the students that made them choose to come to the cafeteria early to eat.

But this enthusiasm and support was only temporary after all.

If the food was not delicious.

Then there would be fewer and fewer students coming to support it.

In the end, it was even quieter than when they were chefs.

So Qin Haiji and his friends didn't feel that they were outdone by the students.

They were still calm.

"There are so many people in the queue, let's split up!"

"You go get four servings of porridge!"

"Lao Zhang, go to the queue for tofu pudding."

"Let's each buy two rolls!"

Qin Haiji said, and several people went to queue separately.

There was only one queue for tofu pudding and porridge.

There were four queues for pancakes and vegetables.

And the queues were basically in the aisle in the middle of the dining table.

So during the queue, Qin Haiji could clearly see that the students sitting at the dining table to eat breakfast basically had satisfied smiles on their faces.

Although some were not very satisfied.

But compared to the total number, it was still relatively small.

And the areas of dissatisfaction seemed to be about tofu pudding.

The cafeteria was noisy, and Qin Haiji, who was queuing, couldn't hear clearly.

But he could vaguely hear something like "Who would eat salty tofu pudding?"!

But as he got closer to the food window.

Qin Haiji's originally relaxed mentality became a little depressed.

Although he hadn't eaten yet.

But the aroma of food became clearer and clearer.

And the students' reactions.

Let him vaguely feel.

The things made by the students of Xingchen Academy might not be as bad as they imagined.

Finally, after queuing for nearly 20 minutes, when Qin Haiji was already feeling hungry.

Finally, it was his turn.

In order to make students trust the hygiene of the cafeteria.

The back kitchen of the cafeteria of Xingchen Academy can be seen clearly through the fully transparent glass.

As far as the line of sight can be seen.

In the back kitchen, eight students wearing kitchen gloves, anti-foam masks, and headgear were busy in front of the stove.

Continuously pouring batter and spreading pancakes.

On the other side, two students can be seen mixing batter.

Qin Haiji also knows how to make pancakes.

Seeing the students' movements and techniques, he nodded.

There's something!

But there's not much difference between him and the breakfast stall owner who makes pancakes outside.

On the side, there were two cafeteria aunties who kept collecting the pancakes made by eight students and sent them to the window.

"Chef Qin, I thought you went home yesterday? What dishes do you want to pick up?"

The window auntie certainly knew Qin Haiji.

She immediately greeted him warmly.

Qin Haiji smiled awkwardly.

You can't say that you stayed overnight to see a joke, right?

After saying a few words casually, he looked at the pancake in the auntie's hand.

The pancake in the auntie's hand was not the traditional Shandong pancake that Qin Haiji thought it was.

It was not the kind of pancake that Jianbing Guozi was.

It was more like the spring pancake popular in the north, but a little bigger.

And it looked moderately thick.

It was not too thick to affect the taste, nor too thin to break easily.

Qin Haiji could also smell the pancake fragrance more clearly.

The smell made Qin Haiji feel even hungrier.

There were people queuing up behind him, so Qin Haiji couldn't delay.

There were many ingredients that could be rolled, including fried eggs, cold potato shreds, carrot shreds, tofu skin and ham sausage, and other common breakfast stalls.

Qin Haiji picked a few at random.

He watched the aunt with gloves skillfully wrap the vegetables in the pancake and roll them up.

Put on the bag and handed it to Qin Haiji.

Qin Haiji scanned the code and paid.

Looking around the cafeteria, he saw that the other three people had already got their meals and were sitting there waiting for him.

But the three of them no longer had the chuckle they had before.

Their expressions were a little awkward!

Obviously, after the kitchen left them.

It was not as chaotic as they imagined because the students had no experience.

The food they made was also much better than they imagined.

Although they hadn't eaten it yet, it could be seen from the expressions of the students around them that it would definitely not be too bad.

Their departure seemed to have no effect.

No, it was after they left.

The cafeteria seemed to have become better.

This made them feel particularly complicated and awkward.

Qin Haiji also felt complicated.

But he didn't say much, and handed over a pancake: "I'm hungry early in the morning, let's eat first!"

As he said that, he picked up the millet porridge on the table.

The millet porridge looked ordinary.

Qin Haiji tasted a spoonful, the taste was clear, and the millet was soft.

The taste was good.

It can be seen that the students cooked it carefully.

But it was just ordinary, nothing new.

I can do it.

Qin Haiji put down the millet porridge and looked at the tofu pudding on the side.

The ingredients of the tofu pudding were sufficient. On the white tofu pudding, there was a layer of salty sauce mixed with sesame paste, sesame oil, chives, chopped green onions, and shrimp skin.

The salty sauce with rich side dishes was poured on the tofu pudding.

The color contrast was sufficient.

The salty and fragrant smell came to the nose.

It made people's appetite open.

After taking a bite, Qin Haiji's eyes lit up immediately...

The tofu pudding itself was tender and delicious, and extremely smooth.

The salty sauce was moderately salty, and the aroma of various ingredients mixed together and exploded in the mouth...

At this moment, Qin Haiji remembered a breakfast shop he had eaten when he was a child forty years ago.

The tofu pudding in that breakfast shop was especially delicious when he was a child.

My parents would take me there every day.

But later, because of the demolition.

Qin Haiji never tasted that taste again.

Eating other tofu puddings, even if they tasted good, always felt a little bit off.

But the tofu pudding just now made Qin Haiji recall the taste of the past.

Uncontrollably, Qin Haiji ate one mouthful after another, and in just a short minute.

He finished the whole bowl happily.

"This tofu pudding is really amazing!"

"If you can add a spoonful of chili, it will be even more perfect!"

Qin Haiji praised sincerely, and was happy to eat this bowl of tofu pudding.

In his heart, in addition to the joy of eating delicious food, there was also a bit of surprise.

This kind of tofu pudding, whether in terms of the ratio of ingredients or the cooking time, is absolutely close to perfection.

Even a roadside breakfast shop that has been open for more than ten years may not be able to reach this level.

Is this really made by students from Xingchen Academy?

If it is true!

The students who made this tofu pudding must have a culinary talent that is too monstrous!

While thinking, Qin Haiji suppressed the urge to have another bowl and looked at the pancake rolls that were still steaming...