Although everyone was hissing from the heat, they still couldn't help but keep putting it in their mouths.
The crispy rice crust at the bottom of the rice bowl at the end, infused with the flavors of various seasonings and ingredients, is truly the soul of claypot rice.
"Brother Feng, you've worked hard."
After finishing his meal, one of the men took out a cigarette, chuckled, and handed it to Chen Feng, eager to curry favor with him and secure his continued service next time.
"Uh-huh."
Chen Feng took the cigarette, nodded, and used his hand to light the flame offered by the man.
Seeing how good this kid was at flattering people, the others couldn't be left behind, so they quickly stepped forward and offered Chen Feng another cigarette.
"Brother Feng, this is mine. I'll save it for later."
"Alright, alright, when did you all become so sensible?"
Chen Feng took the cigarette, nodded in satisfaction, and tucked it behind his ear.
“This is my brother Feng, clipped to that ear.”
The other one didn't even require Chen Feng to lift a finger; he simply clipped it to his ear.
"Okay, okay." Chen Feng steadied the cigarette on his ear himself, afraid it would fall off.
"They've all given them to me, so I can't be left out. This is my way of showing respect to Brother Feng."
The other person looked at it and quickly took out a cigarette, but Chen Feng's ears were already full, so he simply put it between his fingers.
"Here, take another one." Another person stood up and slipped another one between Chen Feng's fingers.
"Alright, alright, I can't take any more." Chen Feng felt like a heavy smoker.
Two sticks are clipped to the ears, and three are held in the hands, one lit and two waiting to be lit.
Who's a nice person who carries a cigarette in their hand while smoking?
"Brother Feng, you can have two more cigarettes in your nose, I'll light them for you." Huang Fei took out two cigarettes and pretended to stick them into Chen Feng's nostrils.
"Go to hell! Are you trying to please me or mess with me? You might as well stick a cigarette in every eye of my body and make smoke billow from all seven orifices."
Chen Feng quickly dodged and cursed, which made everyone burst into laughter.
Huang Fei was also overjoyed and sat back down.
It's more fun when there are many people around. If it were just me, I would just go to sleep after dinner and wouldn't even have anyone to talk to.
Over time, it's inevitable to feel lonely and isolated.
"Wait a minute, everyone take off your shoes and let them air out for a while before going back into the car, otherwise it will be too hot to stay in the car."
Zheng Ping took the lead in taking off his shoes outside and stepping on them to air them out.
The smell in the car has been getting stronger and stronger lately, to the point that even Zheng Ping can't stand it anymore.
"Yes, yes, let's take them off and let them air out for a while. The car is so hot it stings our eyes at night. It's not that we don't want to wash them, it's just that there's not much water," Yin Xing sighed.
To be honest, they've all gone awry these past few days. Just imagine, they sweat all day outside, don't wash their clothes at night, and then wear them again the next day. It's like they've piled up a whole bunch of clothes.
These men, who are usually so rough around the edges, have started to despise themselves. You can imagine what that must be like.
The eight men took off their shoes at the same time, and the smell immediately hit the air.
"Holy crap, what is this? Isn't this a pure chemical weapon?"
One of his companions pinched his nose and said.
"I can't stand it anymore, let's roast it to get rid of the smell." One of his companions stretched his feet into the fire, hoping to roast them to get rid of the smell.
As soon as the person approached the fire, the socks that were emitting white smoke instantly caught fire, startling the person so much that they fell to the ground.
"Holy shit, holy shit!"
The man had never seen anything like this before. He hurriedly took off his socks and threw them aside. The socks burned brighter than firewood, billowing black smoke.
Everyone was stunned. They were so frightened that they unconsciously took a few steps back, afraid that their socks would catch fire.
"Are you alright?" Zheng Ping asked his companion, who was still sitting on the ground, shaken.
"It seems okay. I was so scared, oh my god." The companion held his foot, looked at it, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Is this even a sock anymore? It's fermenting and producing gas."
"Try to put in more water next time, this won't do," Yin Xing said with a sigh, covering his face.
To be honest, they had never longed to take a bath so much, even with cold water.
"Just bear with it, we'll go back tomorrow," Huang Fei said with a sigh.
After resting outside for about half an hour, everyone slipped on their shoes and got into the car. After all, the car had been airing out for so long, so the smell inside should be much better.
Zheng Ping remained in the driver's seat. Since there was only one day left, Chen Feng told him to rest more.
Huang Fei sat down next to Chen Feng and subconsciously leaned closer to him.
"Dafei, is the claypot rice delicious?" Chen Feng turned around, patted Huang Fei's thigh, and said with a smile.
"Delicious." Huang Fei's smile was a little stiff as he put Chen Feng's hand back.
For some reason, he suddenly felt that it would have been better not to let Zheng Ping leave, as Chen Feng was in more danger!
"It's delicious, I'll make it for you again next time." Chen Feng pinched Huang Fei's butt.
"It's not good, it's not good, I won't eat it next time." Upon hearing this, Huang Fei immediately covered his buttocks and shook his head repeatedly.
"Not tasty? You dare say my claypot rice isn't tasty!" Chen Feng deliberately put on a stern face and leaned closer menacingly.
"Delicious, delicious!" Huang Fei was so frightened by the sight that he immediately changed his words, afraid that he might do something inappropriate.
"Oh, then I'll make it for you again next time." Chen Feng switched back to his previous smiling expression and stared at Huang Fei.
Huang Fei was almost in tears, unsure whether to say it was delicious or not!
It feels like no matter what you say, the ending will be the same.
The next morning, when Chen Feng opened his eyes, many people had already gotten up and were eating breakfast.
He glanced at the time; it was just seven o'clock. He slowly got off the bus, went to the restroom, and then came back to lean back in his seat to clear his head.
Huang Fei got up early today. He switched places with Zheng Ping and drove the car forward.
Zheng Ping had just gotten up today; Huang Fei had to go and wake him up.
Upon reaching Chen Feng's side, Zheng Ping yawned.
"What are you planning to eat later?" Zheng Ping asked Chen Feng casually.
"I don't know, I'm really tired of bread," Chen Feng said, stretching.
"How about we roll up some scallions in a pancake, and add some pickled vegetables and chili sauce?" Zheng Ping suggested.
"Okay, give me one." Chen Feng nodded.
Zheng Ping took out his food bag, took out a large pancake, then took out the scallions he had brought, peeled off the dry leaves, and placed the tender center in the middle.
Add some pickled vegetable and chili sauce, roll it up, and you have a perfect pancake.
He handed the pancake to Chen Feng, who took it and took a bite.
It's time for a change of pace; otherwise, Chen Feng's head is practically turning into a bread roll.
Because they got up late, while everyone else had already gotten off the bus and started working, the two of them were still sitting and eating.
After the two finished eating, they got out of the car with their things. Everyone else had disappeared, leaving only Huang Fei lazily leaning back in the driver's seat, fast asleep.
"Where are you going?" Chen Feng asked as the two stood beside the car.
"I'm fine anywhere."
As soon as Zheng Ping finished speaking, he felt dizzy and staggered.
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