Food: How come this boss knows everything?

Chapter 57 I'm doing fine in college

Student Qiao originally thought that he would still be the first to arrive at the Eighth Canteen this morning.

After all, since the start of the school year, he had never seen other students at the entrance of Canteen 6 at 30:.

However, today, Qiao saw a few students, which was rare.

He was a little puzzled.

what's the situation?
Are you here to fight with me?
I don’t know whether it is for civil service examination or postgraduate examination?
Qiao Wenshuai took a few quick steps and looked at these students.

They looked sleepy and confused.

No backpack, no computer.

Finally relieved.

He followed these classmates into the cafeteria, but his curiosity grew even stronger, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself:

"I'm not going to study, why are you getting up so early?"

Qiao Wenshuai was only focused on studying and taking exams, and could not understand the purpose of their actions.

The following conversation between these people shocked him greatly.

"I'm so sleepy," the student yawned, "Can't you bring me a pancake?"

"Go to hell, you're up so early, even calling daddy won't work, come by yourself if you want to eat."

"I'm telling you guys, let's come early and buy a set of pancakes, and then we can go back and take a nap later."

Can it still be done this way? Qiao was listening to their words from behind, and while he was shocked, he also felt a little disdainful.

As a senior, in his eyes, these are young people who have no plans for the future.

Just for breakfast, is it that important?

Why don't you just go back to sleep? Why do you have to fight with me for the first pancake?

So Qiao Wenshuai, who had always been reluctant to queue up to save time, had to queue behind these classmates.

Window No. 3 where Li Rui works is famous among students for its set of pancakes.

Even though it was not the peak dining time, it attracted many people to buy.

As the number of customers increased, people gradually noticed that breakfast window No. 3 did more than just sell pancakes.

"Tomato and egg noodles seem quite fragrant too."

Sun Tu smelled the aroma and noticed the sign for tomato and egg noodles that cost 3 yuan a bowl.

He looked at the tomato and eggs in the thermos.

The egg drops are dense and the tomato soup is rich, which looks very tempting.

Sun Tu is very interested in new things.

Especially after entering college, the school cafeteria opened the door to a new world for him.

He has tried many different dishes.

Although the pancakes from window No. 3 temporarily stopped him from exploring other breakfast options, he thought that the pancakes from the same window couldn't be too bad.

So Sun Tu changed his mind and said:
"Boss, give me a bowl of noodles to try."

"Okay, the noodles are ready to cook. Please wait a moment. If you don't want to buy pancakes, you can come over here."

Sun Tu asked, "Is one bowl enough, Boss?"

"no problem."

Soon, the noodles were cooked.

Li Rui took out a large bowl and scooped the noodles into it.

Then he used a spoon to stir the tomato and egg soup a few times before pouring the soup on the noodles.

Student Sun Tu saw that there were quite a lot of frangipani, and a bowl was only three yuan, which was very affordable.

It’s so full, how am I going to take it away later?

Li Rui could see the classmate's worry.

He took out a plate from the side and put a full bowl of tomato and egg noodles on it.

"Student, be careful of the heat."

"Thank you, boss." Sun Tu took the plate and was very satisfied with the plate provided by the chef.

Even if the soup spills halfway to the table, it won’t burn your hands.

This young master is quite considerate.

More and more people came to the cafeteria, and Sun Tu shared a table with a strange classmate.

He put the tray away.

He took out his chopsticks and picked up a strand of noodles with tomatoes and egg flowers.

The noodles just out of the pot are poured with hot soup base, which is still steaming.

Sun Tu blew on it. The rich smell of tomatoes made him swallow his saliva.

"Hiss"

Call ~
So fresh.

The tomato and egg noodles were very appetizing and immediately whetted Sun Tu’s appetite.

He blew air and took big gulps of it.

Although the soup was poured over the noodles later, the boss had a good grasp of the taste.

The rich soup hanging on the noodles makes the noodles taste full of flavor and not bland at all.

The hot noodle soup immediately dispelled the chill of getting up early.

Sun Tu took a few bites and exclaimed that it was delicious.

He picked up the bowl again and took a sip of the soup.

The sour taste of tomatoes is completely integrated into the bright red soup, and the tender and smooth frangipani also slowly slides into the mouth along with the soup.

Such a satisfying feeling.

He didn't expect that a bowl of ordinary tomato and egg noodles could be so delicious.

Is this what people call the taste of home?

Poor classmate Sun Tu has never experienced this taste.

His mother had been honing her cooking skills for twenty years, but had never improved.

And never gave up for a single day.

Sun Tu couldn't help but think of his father. He bit off the noodles and stopped.

I took a photo of the noodle soup and sent it to my father.

"Dad, let me tell you, the tomato and egg noodles in our cafeteria are really delicious."

Above this picture are the other canteen meals that Sun Tu secretly sent to his father every day.

Mr. Sun quickly sent a little emoticon showing "greedy".

"Dad, why don't you come to my school one day and I'll take you to eat in our cafeteria."

Father Sun: "It may not be possible these days. We are not in Jianghai, [picture], [picture]."

Sun Tu: "? Did you guys go out to play?"

Father Sun: "Your mother and I have taken annual leave and are going on a week-long trip [smile]. Let me tell you, the food in the hotel is also delicious."

Sun Tu turned off his phone.

Although I complained that “you didn’t take me with you”, I still felt warm in my heart.

The taste of home may be different for everyone.

Student Sun is very happy that his parents can enjoy their own lives.

He lives a good life in Jianghai University.

Mainly the pancakes and tomato and egg noodles from the eighth canteen, both of which are very delicious.

At around 8:30, the breakfast manager of the cafeteria sent a message to the part-time student group:

"Class, is there anyone who wants to work part-time during breakfast time in the Eighth Canteen?"

There are only a few students who can reply.

Most of the replies that could be given were some strange, meaningless expressions.

In fact, the income from part-time jobs in the cafeteria is not high.

It’s only 20 yuan an hour.

So even if some classmates really need a part-time job to make money, they would have already found one outside.

Not to mention breakfast, there are very few part-time students at lunch and dinner.

The manager was not willing to hire someone alone to help Li Rui.

But in order to complete the task and give an explanation to the young chef, the morning shift manager of the cafeteria still repeated Li Rui's words;
"The boss of this window said that you can come and help out between seven and nine, and he'll give you a large pancake for free."

【Picture】

The group suddenly became lively.

"I'll go, I'll come."

"Manager, I don't have classes in the morning, so the time is very convenient."

"I have two years of part-time experience in the cafeteria and am very qualified."

"I'm a freshman, seniors, please give me the chance."

(End of this chapter)