Food: I am the chef in prison, and the prisoners all want to increase their sentences

After all of them left the workshop, Wang Xiaolong lay on the table with his hands covering his stomach, groaning in pain. After a while, the patrolman was attracted over.

"No. 32? What's going on?"

He pretended to be in pain, gasping for air and said,"Sir, my stomach hurts. It must be because of what I ate yesterday. I won't go out to eat today. I just want to lie down in the dormitory for a while."

"Okay, but don't be lazy when you go to work later. You still have to come and work."

"Yes, yes, thank you, sir!"

Wang Xiaolong held the wall beside him and tremblingly returned to the dormitory. As soon as he closed the door, he suddenly became full of energy, sat on the bed, and took out the instant noodles he had hidden in advance.

There was hot water in the kettle that he had prepared last night.

Thinking of the other people in the dormitory, who would have to eat dark dishes at noon today, and looking at the life in front of him, it was a world of difference.

Being able to eat instant noodles at noon, is this the life of a human being?

It's simply the life of a god!

None of the chefs invited from the prison could last more than half a year, and most of them left directly after working for one or two months.

Among those chefs, Lao Wang's kung fu is the most sophisticated, and his dark dishes can definitely dominate among several chefs.

After soaking the instant noodles, Wang Xiaolong crossed his legs, opened the magazine that he got through a special channel, and hummed a little song leisurely.

"Alas, what can other inmates eat? Nothing more than boiled cabbage and boiled potatoes!"

"Without instant noodles, life would be miserable!"

After the instant noodles were ready, Wang Xiaolong threw the magazine aside, took a deep breath with a look of enjoyment, and put the instant noodles into his mouth. It was delicious and hot. It was really enjoyable.

……

Canteen.

Zhang Xiaohu and others lined up outside the canteen in an orderly manner, holding their plates listlessly, looking ashen, and not ready to eat at all!

They couldn't have much expectation for the food in prison. Just make sure they wouldn't starve to death!

How dare you expect to be given some taste?

To put it another way... if the prison really gave you delicious food every meal, you probably wouldn't be able to eat it, and you'd probably have to worry about whether it was your last meal. The prison canteen is definitely the most orderly of all canteens, and no one would make trouble or cut in line.

"Brothers."

Zhang Xiaohu glanced at his buddies, his eyes sparkling, and he said excitedly,"Brother Long just told us to bring some leftovers back so we can deal with the people in Prison No. 3."

"But haven’t you all forgotten?"

"I know, I know"

"I don’t know how good the new chef’s cooking skills are."

"No way, brother? Did you spend years in prison and your brain got screwed? You are so young to still have high expectations for our chef's cooking skills!"

Just as they finished speaking, the window opposite the cafeteria suddenly opened, and a rich aroma wafted out. The sour and sweet smell made people's appetites grow.

Everyone's internal organs were mobilized in an instant. They didn't feel very hungry before, but when they smelled the aroma of tomato and eggs, their mouths were drooling crazily.

The aroma of the fried eggs and the sour smell of tomatoes are perfectly intertwined and wrapped together, which is extremely attractive.

Sour, sweet, fresh and refreshing, their tongues were drooling crazily, and they kept inhaling hard, greedily capturing the aroma of food in the air. It was extremely tempting.

Several people simply closed their eyes, revealing an intoxicated look on their faces.

Everyone's body was stiff!

Even the prison guards patrolling nearby were a little confused when they smelled the aroma of tomato and eggs.

No...

What's going on?!

Today The prisoners' meal looks delicious.

Everyone swallowed their saliva involuntarily, and a gurgling sound came from their throats. In the huge cafeteria, the sound of swallowing saliva continued to be heard, one after another, stretching endlessly, making a cacophony of noise.

The prisoner standing at the front quietly tiptoed, looking at the full pot of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, took a deep breath, and the fragrance immediately rushed back and forth in his mouth.

It made his taste buds completely mobilized, and his saliva gushed out crazily, almost dripping out!

It smells so good!

It really smells so good!

The crowd began to stir, and the people standing at the back couldn't help but tiptoe to look around, their eyes full of anticipation and excitement.

Some of them have been in prison for two or three years, and this is the first time they have smelled something so fragrant?!

Zhang Xiaohu's body trembled, he swallowed his saliva, a little panicked, and said to the brothers around him:"Lao Ma, are we going to be finished?"

"Finished...hiss……"

Ma Dazhuang's mouth was watering. He smiled awkwardly and asked a little embarrassedly,"Why is it over... Did you mean tomato and egg?"

Now all his attention was focused on the dish in front of him, and he had no time to care about other things.

"Eat, eat, eat... Just eat? I wonder if this is our last meal? Think about it, have we ever been treated like this in the past six months?"

"I'm worried that after eating this meal, I won't have the chance to eat it again in the future?"

Ma Dazhuang was stunned, and he said in fear:"What do you mean? Do you think that this is our last meal before execution?"

"No, no way!"

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