How to eat pineapple buns on the immigration ship

Chapter 67 After 3 years, I still have to ride the crowded school bus
Monday on the playground of Demeter University High School.

The seniors in the second and third grades are watching the juniors on the playground who are going to participate in field training in the teaching building. They are communicating with the new students this year based on the contact with the lower grades in the club last week.

From a bird's-eye view, the team of Class [-] and Class [-] was particularly eye-catching, and there was no other reason, because there was a luggage piled as high as a cargo box inside.

"Kagawa-san... we are going to train, not to escape."

Zhu Bingwen rubbed his temples, looking at the students in front of him who were carrying at least thirty medium and large-sized lunch boxes in a transport robot in the air, he felt his head hurt like never before.

"Teacher Zhu, I heard that the food at the training base is terrible." Xiangchuan said sternly, "We, the Xiang family, don't eat terrible food."

What a ridiculous reason!However, what Qianjin, the founder of Yuexiang Group, who has driven the innovation of the food processing industry for more than 20 years, is very convincing!

When it comes to personal principles, Zhu Bingwen is also stuck.

Actually, it's not that students are not allowed to bring their own food to the training base.Every year when freshmen participate in field training, the teachers and principals who lead the team know without looking. If you turn a blind eye, the students will reciprocate. During the training period, they will invite supervisory teachers or officers from the training base to enjoy it together.

Over the years, it has become a tacit understanding between students and teachers, and it is also a way to promote teacher-student relationships.

But what the new student in front of him, who had been showing off since the beginning of school, was no longer a surprise to the teacher, but a shock.

"Morning everyone."

Just in time, the principal and the vice principal visited Class [-], and the noisy students immediately stood still.The principal was very pleased to see that he was quite respected in this class that many teachers rated as "overly lively". However, when he saw the luggage behind him, he almost couldn't keep the smile on his face.

"Mr. Zhu, your class has a lot of luggage...?" the principal couldn't help but said.

"Well... Actually..." Teacher Zhu lowered her voice, "Xiangchuan insisted on bringing it over. She said that Xiang's principle is not to eat bad food..."

This is too straightforward!The principal's mouth twitched as he listened. Although he had tasted the steamed buns and fruit milk set that Xiangchuan asked Xiaoxing No. 2 to deliver in the morning every day, it was not that he didn't understand Xiangchuan's thoughts. After all, the food at the training base... um...

"Principal!" Seeing the hesitant look on the principal's face, Xiang Chuan stood up: "Because the Tongue Club has just been established, we need time to get in touch with each other and the preparation of club activities, but the field training takes up time, so I hope to use the time I brought. These ancient foods and the members of the club will use the time of field training to discuss the future development of Tongue Club."

After saying these words, Ouyang Yating's eyes on Xiangchuan changed: Can you talk nonsense with your eyes open?
However, since Xiangchuan brought out club activities as a premise, the principal also had to put on a serious face: "I see, then, Kagawa-san, I hope that you and your club members can gain training experience during the field training and at the same time be able to participate in the club. I have gained something from the event, and I am looking forward to your new achievements after returning from training."

Xiangchuan thought to himself: Is this a promise?

I was secretly happy, but my face was still serious: "I will definitely live up to your expectations, the principal. I will instruct Xiaoxing No. 2 to continue to ask you and the vice principal to check the daily pasta and drinks while I am waiting to leave school."

This means that the supply of steamed buns and fruit milk will not be cut off this week.

Hearing that, the principal and the vice principal were in a good mood, they both smiled and nodded, patted Zhu Bingwen on the shoulder, and walked to the next class.

Wow...can you get by like this?For a moment, the students in Class [-] looked at Xiangchuan with a bit more admiration than usual.

"Hmm~!" Xiangchuan smiled confidently.Oh, she has been familiar with this kind of tricking leaders since she was in college. Back then, she was racking her brains with her roommates and classmates to discuss how to take back the deducted vacation from the department leaders.Now that there is an honest excuse like club activities, isn’t it better to just make excuses at your fingertips?
Since the principal acquiesced, Kagawa and the three members of his class had to find a way to stuff their luggage into the transport ship.Each class has to go to the field training ground at the southern end of the main ship on a small transport ship of its own class. The problem that Class [-] is facing now is: Xiangchuan's luggage is too big, and the luggage room cannot be filled.

A boy had a flash of inspiration: "If we eat half of the box alone, then we only need to take half of it~"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was met with cold eyes from Ouyang Yating and Ainuo and a flying kick from Kagawa (failed, easily dodged by the other party).

So I had to put some of my classmates' luggage between the seats of the transport ship, but the originally spacious seats became as crowded as if they were crowded on a Spring Festival travel train.

The four members of the Tongue Society were dumbfounded when they entered the transport ship after packing up their luggage: the aisle was full of suitcases.How do I go about this?Xiangchuan had to use his mobile skills of squeezing the subway and shuttling between desks when he was a student again, and took Ouyang Yating and others to the last four empty seats with difficulty.

But there was another difficulty in dividing the seat, mainly because Ryokyou is not used to contact with the opposite sex. Under normal circumstances, Kagawa and Ainuo do not want to get too close to each other due to various reasons before, so the final result is from Beside the bed were Xiangchuan, Ouyang Yating, Aino and Liang Gong.

As soon as the transport ship started, the slight vibration made Kagawa drowsy. These more than 30 food boxes were prepared overnight by the kitchen AI in the past two days, which almost used up one-third of the ingredients at home, and also made her the kitchen director The official was so tired that if the class teacher and the principal hadn't stopped her just now, Kagawa would have stood still and closed her eyes for a while.

Seeing Xiangchuan's drowsy appearance, Ouyang Yating took out the rationed thin blanket from behind her seat and covered her, and then felt the stinging sight from behind.

"What's wrong? You haven't talked much these past two days."

Ouyang Yating took out the kettle and took a sip of fruit milk.

After Xiangchuan authorized the fruit milk formula to the team members, she is now obsessed with using various fruits to make fruit milk for drinking. Recently, she also wanted to try something new. She was about to discuss it with Xiangchuan, but she forgot about the field training. Being able to put off that new idea for a while.

"Aren't I always like this?"

Aino gracefully picked up his water bottle and took a sip of juice.This was the first request he made to Kagawa after transferring to another group: he wanted to taste the liquid before the milk and fruit juice were mixed, so he got three glasses of juice, and he fell in love with it after one bite.He prefers pure and refreshing juice to mellow fruit milk.

On Friday afternoon, he made an evaluation on the taste difference between fruit juice and fruit milk. As a result, he almost staged an armed battle between male and female nobles in the Tongue Club activity room with Ouyang Yating, a staunch fruit milk party member.

The two also argued non-stop on weekends over the merits of fruit milk or fruit juice. While busy preparing meals during the training period, Kagawa, who watched the whole process in the terminal communication group, said: Well, there was a time when the salty party and the sweet party fought against each other. That kind of momentum.

　It’s finally time to set out to find new ingredients.

　　Sometimes I think it would be better to just write about traveling back to ancient times or imagining ancient times. The comfort hole I dug for myself (what I thought) almost blocked my cooking thinking. Recently, I have been thinking about whether I should let Kagawa use ready-made ingredients. Just make a weight loss meal (sweat)

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