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The process of snail noodles is complicated, and the side dishes are also very particular. Among them, the most important side dish is sour bamboo shoots. After special pickling treatment, it is crispy and has an alternative smell, which is the key to distinguish snail noodles from similar snacks.

But soon, Cheng Fei found that he encountered an unprecedented obstacle on his way to have enough food and clothing—sour bamboo shoots need to be marinated for at least a month before they can be eaten.

He tried to make a pot of snail noodles without sour bamboo shoots, but he spit it out as soon as he tasted it. The snail soup without sour bamboo shoots is like room temperature cola without bubbles, without soul!

But it's that sour feeling that makes people dream about it.

Cheng Fei could only honestly marinate a pot of bamboo shoots.

The production method is simple, put the bamboo shoots cut into large pieces into a jar, pour in mineral water to cover the bamboo shoots, then sprinkle some salt, he also added a little pepper to add flavor, seal it and wait for a month before eating.

While making bamboo shoots, the live broadcast was still on, but the audience didn't understand what he was doing, there were very few bullet screens, and a few popped up occasionally just to praise his appearance.

Waiting for this vat of bamboo shoots is heart-scratching, the sound of the little snake knocking on the bowl in the dream is deafening, and occasionally when it gets tired of knocking, it will form a mischievous ball, and its snow-white body will fall into the eyes of the hungry Cheng Fei, just like soft and white vermicelli Just as delicious.

His appetite became more and more demonic, and sometimes he was so picky that even he couldn't stand it.Obviously, one second he wanted to eat steak crazily, and the next second he wanted to eat tomatoes.There was even a time when a classmate living out of the house was specially asked to pack grilled skewers, and they worked so hard to deliver them across two urban areas. Once he got them, he lost his appetite and let them run errands for nothing.

There is something wrong with this change, but as a 2K pure man who has lived for more than [-] years, Cheng Fei's thinking has not diverged enough to understand certain things.

When he was depressed, a life-saving call came.It was a staff member of Siyu Hope Project before.

"Mr. Cheng, please excuse me. Last time I mentioned a student you sponsored. I was very sad to learn that you did not want to accept his face-to-face thanks. I have been actively trying to win the opportunity. Now I have come to our office. We have brought a lot of special products. We also see that the child is sincere, so we would like to ask your opinion again."

Cheng Fei frowned. He actually didn't want to touch the "front edge" formed by the original owner, because there were too many cannon fodder male supporting roles in the original book, and he couldn't remember many names, worrying that he would accidentally step on a thunder one day.

But the person from the Hope Project begged hard. He thought about it, and it was not easy for him to go to the Hope Project office, so he simply nodded: "Okay, let me say a few words to him."

There was a noisy and vague conversation on the other end of the phone, and after a while, a teenage boy's voice came from inside: "Cheng, Mr. Cheng, hello, my name is Ke Shu, thank you for your ten-year help .”

The boy named Ke Shu was obviously very nervous, and he should have memorized the script when he spoke, even if it was so, he stumbled.

Ke Shu said on the phone that he was the first college student in the village, and he was able to go to school thanks to his support, so he came here to thank him with the hope of the whole village on his shoulders.But the villagers were too poor to offer any thank you gifts, so they asked Ke Shu to carry some special products from thousands of miles away.

The rural boy shyly explained on the phone: "Some fruits and pickled bamboo shoots made by everyone are only available in our village, and there are no other places..."

Ke Shu had a heavy accent, and he couldn't hear the previous part clearly, but Cheng Fei heard the last sentence clearly.

"Pickled bamboo shoots?!" Cheng Fei's voice became excited, "What kind? What kind of ingredients are they made of?"

Ke Shu was taken aback by him, and he stumbled and said, "It's just bamboo shoots and salt, as well as the high mountain spring water from our hometown. I... I picked them from the mountains myself, it's so sweet."

Cheng Fei took a deep breath, and was suddenly pleasantly surprised that the water in front of the mountain was back to life.Not only the ready-made sour bamboo shoots, but also marinated with mountain spring, the quality is too high!

"Xiao Ke," Cheng Fei said the words were drooling, swallowing quickly, "I'll go find you now."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Fei's depression of several days was swept away, his whole body seemed to be filled with soul, and he grabbed his phone in a hurry and was about to go out.

He bumped into Shao Tingfeng head-on and was walking slowly towards the study. If nothing else happened, this young master Shao probably wanted to watch those unnutritious live broadcasts again.

Cheng Fei suddenly met his eyes, and his eyes flashed expectantly: "Little Shao Shao, are you free?"

Shao Tingfeng: "...No."

"Come on," Cheng Fei laughed, "Come with me somewhere, and I'll make you a reward that's a hundred times better than cream cake... oh no, something ten thousand times better."

Shao Tingfeng was skeptical, he felt that there would be no food more delicious than cream cake in this world.

Cheng Fei's wishful thinking was in full swing. There must be too many bamboo shoots to fit in the whole village, and he had to hire a coolie to help.

Just as he was checking the route and how to take the bus, Shao Tingfeng went downstairs with a bunch of car keys. One minute later, a luxurious black car drove up to him.

Cheng Fei was dumbfounded, even if he didn't recognize the brand, he could tell that the car was expensive.

Sure enough, all the way out of the school gate, passers-by watched frequently, and some people whistled, as if they were treated like a luxury car.But considering Shao Tingfeng's background, Cheng Fei didn't believe that the car belonged to him, and only thought that the Shao family lent him the car to save face.

An hour later, the luxury car took the two to their destination.In front of the iron gate of Siyu Hope Project's office building, there was already a dark farm boy waiting for them.

The boy was wearing a large rustic backpack, and there were several rustic snakeskin bags at his feet, a transparent glass jar in his arms, and a broken [-]-bar parked beside him.

When Cheng Fei got off the car and walked up to him, and introduced himself as Cheng Fei, the simple and dark earth boy blushed so hard that he couldn't speak: "You, you are Mr. Cheng?"

Cheng Fei's appearance is too good, he had already noticed it when he got off the car just now, but he just waited wholeheartedly for Mr. Cheng to think too much, now that the person who sponsors him is this dazzling boy, the village children dare not look at him for a while up.

"I am." Cheng Fei compared the age difference between the two, "Call me brother."

"Cheng, brother Cheng." Ke Shu stammered and shouted, his face was dark and red.He is usually shy and not good at socializing, and he often blush when communicating with ordinary urban students, not to mention that he looks better than the stars he saw on TV with Mr. Cheng, the kind of indistinguishable beauty, he is a little dizzy dizzy.

Cheng Fei didn't notice his expression at all, all his attention was on the glass jar in his arms.

Ke Shu handed the jar to him and explained sheepishly: "It's not worth much, but it's the wish of the whole village..."

The jar was worn out, but it was polished brightly, obviously with great care.Cheng Fei lowered his head and sniffed it closely, the tip of his nose faintly smelled the familiar, long-lost faint sour smell, he suddenly seemed to have gained a fortune, and was so happy that his peach blossom eyes were as bright as stars in the sky.

Shao Tingfeng sat in the driver's seat and looked sideways at the two people who were talking.He had never seen Cheng Fei so happy.

Looking at that native again, he wanted to take a peek at Cheng Fei but didn't dare, every time he took a peek, his swarthy face turned so red that it couldn't be covered.

Feeling a little impatient in his heart, Shao Tingfeng waited for a while, exerted a little force with his long fingers, and honked the horn.

The loud voice made the two people look over at the same time, and the smile on the corners of Cheng Fei's eyes and brows was still there, and he said flatteredly: "Xiao Ke, add prestige, and cooperate more in the future." Of course, he meant to buy from him after eating.

Ke Shu was flattered and exchanged contact information.

Shao Tingfeng: "..."

He doesn't seem to have Cheng Fei's account yet.

There are too many special products brought from his hometown, and Ke Shu wants to help him get into the car.But when he got closer, the car door suddenly opened, Shao Tingfeng got out of the car with a cold face, picked up a few snakeskin bags on the ground without saying a word, and moved them into the trunk by himself.

According to Cheng Fei's understanding of him, it's definitely not warm-hearted, but - don't touch my car.

Young Master Shao's "cleanliness obsession" has been learned by Cheng Fei as early as when he first moved into the dormitory. He seems to have set up a narrow circle for interpersonal relationships deep in his heart, and only those in the circle can touch it. He, other miscellaneous people don't beat me.

But Ke Shu obviously didn't know Young Master Shao's temperament, and felt inferior because his own things were too unworthy of the table, so he was at a loss for a while.

"It's okay, he didn't have any malicious intentions." Cheng Fei gave Shao Tingfeng a look while reassuring.Shao Xiaogong was ignorant, closed the trunk of the car and floated back into the car.

Ke Shu nodded honestly, got on his [-]-bike bicycle, waved his hand and was about to say goodbye to them, when the [-]-bike suddenly lost its chain.

Cheng Fei saw him sweating profusely repairing the car, so he went to help.

Upon questioning, it turned out that Ke Shu had ridden hundreds of kilometers with those special products on his back, from the countryside to the city, just to repay the benefactor.

Cheng Fei was so moved that he stuffed another red envelope into the rural child and asked him to buy a bus ticket to go back.Ke Shu blushed and said no, Cheng Fei didn't want to push him, so he couldn't help but stuff it into his pocket, and quickly got back into the car.

"Hurry up, drive quickly!" Cheng Fei winked at Shao Tingfeng.

Shao Tingfeng's lips tightened, he hesitated to speak, but in the end he didn't say anything, and stepped on the gas pedal.The luxury car quickly left the simple child behind.

Cheng Fei finally breathed a sigh of relief: "That kid is so sincere, he rode so far just to see me, it's really distressing."

The air was instantly quiet, and Cheng Fei felt a little cold because he didn't know if the air conditioner in the car was turned on too low.

He didn't care either, happily picking up the can of sour bamboo shoots on the seat.There are several large tubes of bamboo shoots soaked in the transparent glass jar. The bamboo shoots are as bright as jade and slightly yellowish. It is the time when the flavor is at its best.

"This is an out-and-out handicraft in the countryside, and it uses mountain spring water." Cheng Fei said happily, "Little Shao Shao, you are lucky."

Shao Tingfeng was unmoved, but the car drove faster and faster.

There was a bang, and Cheng Fei was so frightened that he didn't know which small stone hit it. He hugged the jar tightly, for fear that the bamboo shoots inside would be shaken.

Shao Tingfeng pursed his lips, and silently slowed down the car again.

He looked unreliable like a novice driver, but the car was extremely stable, and Cheng Fei gradually dozed off.

While feeling drowsy, he suddenly heard Shao Tingfeng whisper: "The car is not mine."

Cheng Fei's eyelids lazily lifted a small slit: "Well, I understand, where did the poor cannon fodder get the luxury car?"

Shao Tingfeng: "..."

He didn't understand cannon fodder, but Xiao Poor understood.

After a moment of silence, Shao Tingfeng said quietly again: "I also have a bicycle."

Cheng Fei closed his eyes: "Well, it's good to ride a bike, exercise and strengthen your physique."

Shao Tingfeng: "..."

Why is the reaction different from before?

He frowned, and seriously thought about a question, how could his BeruFator001 go through the vicissitudes of life overnight, rusted and punctured, and it was best to lose the chain.

When he returned to school, Cheng Fei had already fallen asleep.

Shao Tingfeng parked the car downstairs in the dormitory, and he first picked up the things in the trunk of the car. Seeing that he was still sleeping, he reached into his arms to hug his jar.

As a result, the drowsy person woke up suddenly, his peach eyes widened vigilantly: "You can't touch this!"

Young Master Shao's glorious record of overturning the dish is vivid in his memory, and this bamboo shoot is currently his life-saving pill, which cannot be missed.

Shao Tingfeng withdrew his hand silently, with a hint of melancholy on his dull expression.

Back in the dormitory, Cheng Fei immediately went to work in the kitchen with the sour bamboo shoots in his arms. He couldn't even wait for the live broadcast, he just wanted to have a full meal right away.

He picked up a large piece of bamboo shoots with clean, oil-free and water-free chopsticks. As the bamboo shoots surfaced, a pungent smell came from the kitchen immediately.Cheng Fei smelled this smell, hummed a song in satisfaction, cut the bamboo shoots into thin strips the size of French fries, and put them into a hot pot for quick dry frying.

He loves the taste of bamboo shoots, but he doesn't know that after stir-frying, the taste spreads rapidly like a volcano erupting, an earthquake and a tsunami...

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After returning to the dormitory, Shao Tingfeng went to the study in silence.After closing the door and pulling the curtain, the movement of the kitchen was far away.He heard the clink of kitchen spatulas, and he naturally knew that it was Cheng Fei who was cooking.But he wasn't looking forward to it at the moment, and he was inexplicably irritated by something small or big in his mind.

The mobile phone page in his hand is displaying the popular social software now. There are many people in the address book, but there is no name of that person.

Cheng Fei, did not exchange contact information with him.

...but added that silly tree.

Shao Tingfeng turned off the screen, his eyes darkened.Nothing beats a buttercream cake.He wasn't expecting anything sweeter than cake.

Thinking of this, he sniffed, but he really smelled a strange smell that was neither sweet nor sweet, but also slightly stinky.

Shao Tingfeng: "...?"

One minute later, he covered his mouth and nose, wondering if the bathroom was blown up.

The author has something to say: This is the first time I ate a little vinegar, and it was so sour that I could fly away!