That evening, after Chen Chi finished the lecture and returned to the dormitory, he immediately told his roommates that he had eaten delicious scallion oil noodles in the third canteen.

The roommates didn't believe it because they had heard from seniors that their school's cafeteria was the worst among all the universities in Binhu City, and the third cafeteria was the worst among all the cafeterias in their school.

Now Chen Chi actually said that the noodles in the third canteen were delicious. How could that be possible? Isn't that a lie? Fortunately, they didn't believe it at all.

Chen Chi was unwilling to give up and vividly described the scallion oil noodles he had eaten. Although the noodles were a little soft, the scallion oil was fragrant. After stirring, the noodles were golden and translucent, which made people addicted to it at first bite.

My roommates were puzzled: Is it really that delicious? They thought, why not go check it out? It's easy to walk there after class.

The next day at noon, at his instigation, his roommate went with him to the third canteen for lunch.

The four boys clearly felt that the line of students queuing in the third cafeteria at noon was shorter. Compared with the first cafeteria they usually went to, there were far fewer people.

Soon, they were lined up.

What…what kind of dish is this? They've never seen anything like this before. Apples, green peppers, and pork all in one dish. What would it taste like? They might as well just give everyone an apple.

Chen Chi bought this new dish out of curiosity, speculating it might be a masterpiece, a new and innovative dish. "Using fruit in cooking is perfectly normal. Isn't sweet and sour pork with pineapple sour and sour? It's delicious!" he retorted to his roommate.

Afterwards, Chen Chi and his roommate found an empty dining table. After he sat down, he couldn't wait to stretch out his chopsticks, picked up an apple and a piece of meat with one chopstick and put them in his mouth.

When his roommates saw that he suddenly stopped moving and looked silly with his eyes wide open and his mouth open, they couldn't help but laugh at him.

Chen Chi couldn't swallow it at this moment, and vomiting didn't feel good either, so he had to take the soup that was like clear water, took a big sip, and then swallowed the dishes together.

His roommates were not as brave as him and just ordered ordinary braised pork, beef brisket with potatoes, twice-cooked pork, etc. But when they sat down to taste them, they all regretted it: how could even common meat dishes be made so "ordinary"?

Everyone ate a little, shook their heads, and then filed out.

On the way back, the dormitory leader patted Chen Chi on the shoulder and said, "Old Four, your taste is really different from ordinary people. If you have any special delicacies in the future, just taste them secretly by yourself and don't call us!"

The other two roommates nodded as well.

Chen Chi struggled to explain that the scallion oil noodles he had yesterday were truly delicious. "Don't doubt my taste in food. I'm very picky and particular about what I eat. Perhaps the noodles last night were made by the chef for the staff and not sold to the public, and other chefs are working today."

His roommates scoffed at his words. It had always been common knowledge that the food in the third cafeteria was the worst on campus. They'd tried it once, still unconvinced, and now they were convinced, and they wouldn't come back even if they were beaten to death.

Chen Chi suddenly remembered seeing a thin girl in the kitchen last night. She looked like a waitress. Was she serving scallion oil sauce? Could it be that she made the sauce?

He shook his head again. How could it be possible? It should be the chef next to him who was playing with beads and looked very calm!

…

In the days that followed, Ye Tian juggled part-time work and classes, adapting to this new era. Although she had to work in the cafeteria several days a week, she didn't feel tired and continued to do her part diligently, gradually becoming familiar with the chefs in the kitchen.

Because working in the cafeteria allows free meals, if you don't mind the taste, you can still eat rich and nutritious food. In just over half a month, Ye Tian has gained several pounds, her skin has become whiter, and she looks much prettier.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, and the third canteen is also preparing to make mooncakes so that they can be provided to students during the festival.

There was no Mid-Autumn Festival in Ye Tian's time and space, and she had never eaten mooncakes. She was very curious and looking forward to it, so she worked overtime and made mooncakes with other chefs.

But from what she knew, Chef Sun's fillings were a bit strange! In addition to the traditional five-nut, red bean paste, and jujube paste fillings, Chef Sun also made a chive filling.

Ever since arriving in this world, Ye Tian's inner ability to complain has been growing day by day: "Hey, Chef Sun, you're not making leek dumplings or leek boxes! You're making mooncakes...mooncakes!"

But she looked very calm and composed, quietly wrapping mooncakes with everyone.

Take a piece of dough, press it into a pancake, put the filling in the middle, slowly wrap it up, roll it into a ball, put it into the mold, press it lightly, and take it out. A mooncake is ready. Once you have enough for a plate, you can put it in the oven.

Even though their cafeteria only made the simplest style, as the mooncakes baked in the oven, the fat inside slowly seeped out and blended with the aroma of the flour, creating a fragrant aroma.

After the mooncakes came out of the oven, Ye Tian deliberately chose ordinary red bean paste to try. Although the red bean paste was purchased and not very pure and sweet, the freshly baked mooncakes were still quite delicious. She thought they were much better than the usual canteen dishes.

When everyone left work, Master Yun asked everyone to take 5 yuan home, which was considered a holiday benefit given by the canteen.

Ye Tian also brought mooncakes with red bean paste and jujube paste fillings back to share with her roommates, because many young people don’t like five-nut mooncakes. As for the ones with leeks, she really didn’t dare to try them.

Li Yue brought very expensive Hong Kong custard mooncakes from home. It was said that a box cost more than 300 yuan, and there were only 6 small mooncakes in it. She gave one to each of her roommates.

After Ye Tian took it, she saw that Zhao Yu and Lu Xinyi had eaten it directly. She also opened the package, picked up the small mooncake, and took a delicate bite. The custard inside slowly flowed out. The mooncake was soft and sweet in the mouth, but not too sweet. It was really delicious.

"This mooncake is so delicious! It's my first time eating this kind of mooncake!" Ye Tian is not self-deprecating and does not hide the fact that she is poor.

The other two roommates also thought it was delicious, but when they heard the price, they both said it was too expensive. Such a small mooncake could be finished in just a few bites, while the boys could eat one in one bite. They probably wouldn't buy it themselves, unless they were buying it for family members for holiday gifts.

The homemade mooncakes from the cafeteria that Ye Tian brought back were economical and big enough that one could be a breakfast.

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The next morning, the third canteen started serving mooncakes, selling them for only 2.5 yuan each. The price was very cheap, but many students still came to buy them.

Mooncakes with red bean paste, jujube paste, etc. were sold out quickly, and the ones left were those with five-nut and leek fillings.

A male classmate who came late stood outside the glass window, hesitating for a long time between the five-nut filling and the leek filling. He thought that since he liked leek boxes, he would probably accept leek mooncakes, so he bravely bought one.

Under the curious gaze of Aunt Liu who was serving the food, he took a bite.

"This... is salty and sweet, with a hard crust and a sticky inside. It tastes so weird!" He spat a mouthful of mooncake onto the plate and left the rest on the plate untouched. He just finished the porridge, threw away the plate and left.

Master Sun looked at the leftover food bucket again and again, scratched his head, and felt very embarrassed: "Oh, it seems that I have wasted food again. Fortunately, the swill can be fed to pigs."

He didn't want to cause losses to the canteen, nor did he want to waste food, so he bought all the remaining ten or so leek mooncakes for himself, planning to take them home and eat them slowly. Fortunately, he didn't make many, only 30 in total, otherwise he really didn't know how long it would take to eat them. As for whether his family would help him eat them, that was uncertain...