Chapter 535 This thing tastes delicious!
As the microwave started buzzing, an enticing aroma gradually spread.
The police officers who had just made instant noodles nearby subconsciously sniffed the fragrance in the air.
I looked down at the instant noodles in my hand again, and suddenly felt that the instant noodles, which were originally quite fragrant, were no longer fragrant.
A middle-aged police officer, who was a little older and had slightly thinning hair, felt the boiling hot instant noodle bucket in his hand.
At this moment, I suddenly felt that this thing was like my son who had dyed his hair yellow and was always talking about his friends and his family. It was tasteless to eat and a pity to throw away.
He stared at the instant noodles in his hand for a moment, then decisively put them aside and asked, "Xiao Chen, what on earth are you heating in the microwave? Why does it smell so good?"
The fragrance penetrated into his nostrils, making him feel itchy.
"Wowotou and rice balls."
Xiao Chen replied.
At this moment, she was also full of surprise. The rich aroma in the air was completely different from the steamed buns and rice balls in her impression.
The middle-aged police officer smiled slightly and said, "You young people, you should pay more attention to your health. Eating something hot with soup is good for your health."
"Come, uncle will give you a change. I added a braised egg to this instant noodle. It's very nutritious!"
"Your abacus beads are falling on my face."
When Xiao Chen heard this, he shook his head decisively.
What a joke, what’s so delicious about instant noodles? I almost had enough of them when I was on duty.
Not to mention adding a braised egg, she would never change it even if you added a sausage.
"Xiao Chen, this is mixed noodles without soup. Can I have your steamed bun instead?"
The other police officer was more direct and directly put forward his demands.
He stared at the microwave.
Seeing this, Xiao Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Looking at the anxious looks of his colleagues around him, he could only say helplessly, "Okay, okay, don't change it. I'll share it with everyone and try it."
She thought to herself, if these steamed buns and rice balls were as delicious as they smelled, she would consider it as a recommendation to Su Chen.
It can also be considered as a way to repay the other party for giving Shunfeng care and massage.
Besides, the report I’m working on is almost finished, so I’ll just eat something else to fill my stomach on the way home from get off work.
"Oh, that's a good feeling."
When the police officers heard this, they immediately smiled. Not only did they save the instant noodles, but they could also taste the steamed buns and rice balls that smelled so delicious. It was simply perfect.
With a "ding" sound, the microwave heating is completed.
Xiao Chen opened the door of the microwave oven, and instantly, a more intense aroma hit him in the face.
The eyes of several police officers around were full of anticipation as they watched Xiao Chen take out the heated food from the microwave and divide it into several pieces.
"Everyone, take some and eat it yourself."
Xiao Chen said this while shaking his hands.
The temperature of the freshly heated steamed buns was quite high, burning her palms.
As soon as she finished speaking, she took the lead in picking up a piece of steamed bread and stuffed it into her mouth impatiently.
A sweet aroma quickly spread, followed by the rich aroma of beef.
The next second, there was only one thought left in Xiao Chen’s mind - Damn, it’s too early to agree.
If she had known that the steamed buns were so delicious, she would never have agreed to share them with these people so easily. She regretted it so much.
Seeing this, several other police officers also picked up their instant noodle forks, picked up a piece of steamed bread or rice ball, and stuffed it into their mouths with a little anxiety.
Then their eyes widened, and expressions of surprise appeared on their faces.
Is this a steamed bun?
Is this a rice ball?
How can it be so delicious?
Have I not spanked my son for several days?
The thoughts of several police officers raced through their minds, eventually coalescing into sighs that came from the heart.
"This thing tastes delicious!"
“It’s really delicious!”
"My grandma wouldn't lie to me, would she? She said steamed bread doesn't taste good."
The tempting aroma wafting in the air and the generous exclamations of several police officers finally succeeded in attracting the attention of more police officers in the office.
Within a short while, several more police officers came over.
"What are you guys secretly eating here? It smells so good."
"Oh my god, I wasn't hungry at first, but this smell made me hungry."
"Anything else? Give me some too."
"Who bought it? Why didn't you buy more?"
Everyone was talking at once, their eyes turning to the empty bag on the table.
A steamed bun and a rice ball, although the portion is not small, it is simply not enough to be eaten by so many people.
Everyone just had a taste of it, and it was gone before it was all gone, leaving everyone wanting more.
The middle-aged police officer was suddenly shocked and broke free from his fantasy of beating his son. He couldn't wait to say to Xiao Chen, "Xiao Chen, where did you buy these steamed buns? Is it open at night? I'm thinking of buying some to give to my son."
"It's really delicious. I want to buy some for my mom too."
Another unmarried officer chimed in, then looked at Old Meng and jokingly said, "Old Meng, didn't you just complain to us about your son's blond hair and say bad things about him? Now you're suddenly thinking about buying him food? Could this be the legendary deep fatherly love?"
"Huh, what do you know?"
Officer Lao Meng's expression darkened slightly. He used his ten-year veteran skills and said seriously, "I was just thinking of giving this guy a taste first. If he agrees to dye his hair back to its normal color, I'll give it to him."
"If he doesn't agree, I'll eat it all right in front of him, mouthful by mouthful, and then beat him up."
Upon hearing this, many police officers present immediately looked sideways and looked at Lao Meng with a look of "even a tiger won't eat its own cubs".
After saying that, Lao Meng waved his hand and asked Xiao Chen his question again with an expectant look on his face: "Xiao Chen, can you please tell me where you bought it?"
"Oh, actually, you should know it even if I don't tell you."
Xiao Chen smiled and kept the question in suspense.
"I know? How should I know?"
The middle-aged police officer Lao Meng was stunned and began to rack his brains to search his memory.
"It's the notice our bureau just issued this afternoon."
Seeing that Lao Meng really couldn't guess the answer, Xiao Chen gave him another clue.
"I know about that notice. What does that stall selling pet food in the flower and bird market have to do with steamed buns..."
Police officer Lao Meng muttered to himself while thinking about the connection between the two.
As he spoke, his expression suddenly changed, as if he suddenly realized something. He swallowed his saliva and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Xiao Chen, don't tell me that this steamed bun was bought at that stall selling dog food."
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(End of this chapter)
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