Most of the porridge we eat on weekdays is made from whole grains. Even though it's carefully cooked, it still feels a bit rough on the throat.
But today's porridge is much softer, and it makes my stomach feel much more comfortable.
A few minutes later, Gu Wenyan came over carrying steamed buns. Fan Xiaofan blinked, her gaze falling on the plump, white buns in front of her...
"The steamed buns are ready, eat up..."
The steamed buns looked exactly like the ones she had taken before, but what did Fan Xiaofan do...?
Although she's not good at cooking, she has a very keen intuition for changes in objects.
Frozen buns and freshly steamed buns are completely different in appearance. Their elasticity, color, and softness will change. Some people may not be able to tell at a glance if they are careless, but Fan Xiaofan knows what she does. At a glance, all kinds of errors are presented to her like the clearest numbers.
Even the slightest deviation will be noticed by these keen eyes.
However, she didn't say it aloud. Everything had been strange since dinner time tonight. She wanted to see what kind of trouble they were up to...
When everyone saw Fan Xiaofan pick up a steamed bun but not eat it, they unconsciously held their breath, silently repeating in their hearts, "Eat it, eat it..."
Fan Xiaofan finally took her first bite, and with just that one bite, she became even more certain that the bun she was eating was definitely not the one Ling Heng had made when she brought it over...
Although the fillings look the same, the taste has changed.
However, both Shi Lingheng's dishes have their own unique flavors and taste delicious. They are also chewy and springy, indicating that the food was at its freshest.
Everyone in the cafeteria froze, as if time had stopped. Even the cafeteria chef seemed to have stopped serving the food.
Although he was very confident that what he made would taste delicious, he was still extremely nervous until the moment of the announcement.
Fan Xiaofan paused for a moment, then slowly finished eating the bun.
She wasn't worried about anything like poisoning the buns or any other weird stuff. She knew with her intelligence that it was impossible. From the moment she entered the cafeteria, everyone in the room, including the cafeteria staff, seemed strange. If they really wanted to harm someone, they wouldn't have bribed so many people.
Besides, if you really wanted to do something, you should have poisoned the steamed buns you took before, instead of making these fresh ones.
After finishing the steamed buns, she slowly wiped her hands without saying a word. Everyone was already impatient, and even Master Da Dao couldn't help but come up to her and ask, "Was it delicious?"
Fan Xiaofan nodded. It was delicious, but what kind of trouble were they all causing?
The others, forgetting about their food, hurriedly said, "Isn't it even better than what that brat Shi Lingheng brought? Next time, just tell the head chef what you want to eat, and he'll make it..."
Alright, no need to say more, Fan Xiaofan understood what everyone meant.
She was both amused and exasperated.
The head chef looked at Fan Xiaofan and said, "Little girl, tell me, how are the steamed buns I made?"
He was really looking forward to an answer. After so many years of peace and quiet, he finally had a competition, which really stirred up his interest. He didn't want to admit defeat at all.
He waved his hand, and the helper reheated the steamed buns that Fan Xiaofan had brought over, which Shi Lingheng had made. He then brought them over and placed them on the table, as if inviting Fan Xiaofan to compare them...
Fan Xiaofan touched his nose. When did he become a part-time food critic?
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