Chapter 86 Wen Yue, what are you eating? I brought my own food.

"Niannian, I've finished this task. Now give me another one." An Fusheng had just saved the spreadsheet he made today when Xu Sannian walked into the office.

"I feel like I've been acting like an NPC lately, giving you tasks the moment I get close to you." Xu Sannian approached An Fusheng and asked, "Why are you acting like you've been injected with adrenaline lately?"

An Fusheng said, "I just feel that I know too little and want to learn more."

Xu Sannian said, "Recently, customers have gradually shifted to our own platform. The commission from external platforms has decreased, and with the sales of kimchi slowly increasing, our daily profits are much higher than before. Yet you're still not satisfied and are increasing the amount of food you prepare every day. Aren't you tired of tossing the wok for so long?"

An Fusheng said, "I think it's fine. Since you set up the reservation ordering system, many customers have been ordering in advance. We can cook several portions of the same menu in one pot, which has greatly improved efficiency. Even though the amount of food produced has increased, the workload has not increased much. You are really smart."

Xu Sannian was surprised to be praised so suddenly, and chuckled, "I figured it out while I was doing it. My mom used to tell me that you have to crawl through mud all by yourself to get to the road, and now I understand it a little better."

An Fusheng: "Could you help me buy some books?"

Xu Sannian: "What book?"

An Fusheng: "Restaurant management, accounting, or anything else related to running a restaurant that I don't know about. Like last time someone commented under our short video that kimchi is unhealthy, and you replied that kimchi is rich in probiotics, which is good for gut flora and the stomach, but I don't know any of that. I only know that it tastes good. And next year when dine-in services open in restaurants, there will definitely be more knowledge that I need to know, but right now I don't even know what I need to learn."

Xu Sannian praised, "Not bad, you've already started to enter the next level, but there's still a lot to learn."

An Fusheng: "I'll learn slowly."

Xu Sannian: "No problem. If I need to buy books, I'll ask one of my good friends to check out the school's secondhand bookstore when they have time."

An Fusheng: "You can buy secondhand books?"

Xu Sannian: "Yes, buying second-hand books is cheaper, and the second-hand books at the university are in very good condition, so it won't affect your ability to read them again."

An Fusheng nodded; he just hadn't expected that books could be bought secondhand.

Xu Sannian: "Actually, there are a lot of learning materials online. I'll find some online courses for you later. Many of them are taught by very famous university professors."

An Fusheng had always thought that college students were amazing, but he only had a general idea. If he had to be specific, he would probably say that they had good grades and could solve difficult problems correctly. But after coming here and meeting many knowledgeable people, he saw their true strength in the details of their work. They were cultured, knowledgeable, insightful, thoughtful, and had a spirit of rational exploration. This kind of strength was somewhat understated and easily overlooked, but it was awe-inspiring upon closer inspection. Being with them made An Fusheng's admiration for knowledge rise step by step.

Xu Sannian assigned An Fusheng a new task: to combine the tables he had made in the past few days into a master table. "The tables you made every day were the daily revenue and accounts. Now you need to combine these tables into a weekly report. Suppose you need to take this weekly report to report to Dean Wen. Think about how to do it yourself. You have learned all the formulas, so remember to use them. When it comes to extracting data, remember to use pivot tables."

An Fusheng: "..." I've learned too much to remember.

Xu Sannian: "It's best to use formulas. It's easy to make mistakes when you calculate it yourself. Even a small error in a financial statement can affect major decisions. You don't want Dean Wen to be criticized for reporting incorrect data to his superiors, do you?"

The person who planned to do the calculations by hand after Xu Sannian left: "..."

When his attempt to cheat was stopped, An Fusheng had no choice but to relearn the material step by step from scratch.

You have to endure the hardships of studying sooner or later! If you don't suffer them in your past life, you'll suffer them in the next!

However, once he got into study mode, An Fusheng became quite engrossed. After finishing his homework, he would even lie on the bed with a copy of "Excel from the Beginner to the Expert" and write and draw. Wen Xinglan had also recently become very fond of children's 3D interactive books. Each page opened to reveal a colorful world, and he would touch this and that, talking to himself for a long time. So the two of them would each read their own books on the bed, engrossed in their studies, without disturbing each other, and when they got tired, they would lie down and sleep.

With this spiritual nourishment, Wen Xinglan even stopped drinking milk at night.

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"Ah! It's finally noon! My shoulders are so stiff from sitting all morning!" As soon as it was noon, the short-haired girl sitting in front of Wen Yue threw down her mouse and jumped up from her seat. "Everyone, tell me what to eat for lunch so I can have some suggestions. I've been thinking about it all morning. I've already thought of all the restaurants near the company. Another day of decision paralysis."

The long-haired girl next to her stood up, tossing her hair. "I don't have to worry about these things. My boyfriend has already ordered takeout for me. His colleague recommended it to him, and I heard it's pretty good."

The short-haired girl exclaimed excitedly, "Really? Which one? Please recommend one!"

Long-haired girl: "Sure, but my boyfriend said it's a bit expensive. Luckily, he has coupons, so the price is acceptable if I buy it with a coupon. If you need one, I can ask him to give you one. You don't need to thank me, just buy me a milk tea."

The short-haired girl secretly rolled her eyes, then turned to the person behind her and asked, "Wen Yue, what do you want to eat?"

Before Wen Yue could answer, the long-haired girl said, "Doesn't she bring her own lunch every day? You know that, so what's there to ask?"

Wen Yue said, "I brought my own lunch."

The short-haired girl exclaimed in admiration, "How can you be so hardworking? I can't get up even if I set my alarm eight times a day. I'm always rushing to work, and you still manage to get up early to cook!"

Wen Yue said, "I can't get up either. I prepared it the night before."

The long-haired girl said, "Isn't it bad to eat leftovers every day?"

Wen Yue said, "I don't think there's anything wrong with it."

The long-haired girl said, "Anyway, I would never eat leftovers. Let alone overnight ones, my boyfriend wouldn't even let me eat food made in the morning for lunch."

Wen Yue ignored her feigned boasting, picked up her lunchbox, and went to the tea room to heat it up.

The short-haired girl didn't get a recommendation from Wen Yue, so she went to look for other people.

After heating up her food, Wen Yue found a clean spot on the fire escape stairs and had just sat down when the fire door was pushed open. Wen Yue looked up and Ning Zheng poked half his body out from the crack in the door. "It's so cold, why are you eating here? Why don't you go to the rest room to eat?"

Wen Yue blushed instantly, "No...it's not cold, it's fine to eat here."

Wen Yue thought he just happened to see her and came over to ask, but to her surprise, he pushed open the door and walked over, naturally sitting down next to Wen Yue, and said, "Then I'll eat here too."

Wen Yue looked and saw that he was indeed carrying a takeout insulated bag.

Ning Zheng's approach made Wen Yue's heart beat faster. Wen Yue moved closer to the wall to create some distance between herself and Ning Zheng, but the steps were only so wide that even though her body was pressed against the wall, the distance between them was still very close, to the point that she could feel the heat emanating from his body.

Ning Zheng said, "I just ordered takeout from the place Xu Xin mentioned. Let's eat together."

"No need, I have my own food," Wen Yue said, blushing.

Ning Zheng said casually, "What do you bring with you every day? Don't think I don't know. A meal consists of shredded potatoes and white rice."

Wen Yue's face turned even redder instantly. She had brought shredded potatoes today. It wasn't that she was reluctant to eat them, but that she was used to eating more rice and less vegetables. Yesterday, she had only stir-fried one potato and made a whole plate of it. Today, she thought she would finish it all, so she didn't cook any other dishes.

Ning Zheng seemed oblivious to her embarrassment, and said while unpacking the takeout bag, "This place is a bit expensive, but it's really good. The packaging bags all look quite high-end."

After unpacking the food, Ning Zheng noticed that Wen Yue was still tightly hugging her lunchbox and couldn't help but laugh, "Are you hugging your lunchbox so tightly because you're afraid I'll steal your food?"

Wen Yue said awkwardly, "No...no." Then she slowly opened her lunchbox.

"Wow, it smells so good!" Ning Zheng smelled the rich aroma as soon as he opened the lunchbox. Today he ordered farmhouse stir-fried pork. The aroma of the dish, stir-fried in an iron wok, was fully released. With the careful packaging, the dish was still steaming when the lunchbox was opened, and the aroma was also wafting out in the steaming heat.

Wen Yue was very close to him, and she could smell the fragrance without even turning her head. It smelled really good. She had just been lost in some girlish thoughts, but now she suddenly felt hungry.

Ning took a big sip of the stir-fried pork with farm-style sauce before putting it down, then opened a smaller box. "Wow, the complimentary kimchi looks delicious too!"

Wen Yue glanced at the box he had opened; the pink radishes were coated with a layer of glossy, bright red chili powder, which looked very appetizing.

Ning Zheng placed the opened dishes on the ground, unconsciously swallowing his saliva. Seeing that Wen Yue hadn't taken out her dishes yet, he snatched Wen Yue's lunchbox, took out the vegetable compartment, and put it together with his own dishes. "It really is shredded potatoes. But that's perfect. Now we have meat, vegetables, and a cold dish."

"Let's eat quickly, or it will get cold and won't taste good." Ning Zheng said, putting a few of his own dishes into Wen Yue's lunchbox.

"Thank you... thank you," Wen Yue said.

After serving Wen Yue some food, Ning Zheng immediately picked up a piece of pickled radish and put it in his own mouth. As soon as the pickled radish entered his mouth, Ning Zheng's eyes widened instantly, and he mumbled, "Wow! So delicious! It's crunchy, and the sour and spicy flavor is just right. This chili is so fragrant!"

Wen Yue originally wanted to eat her own shredded potatoes first, to prove to Ning Zheng that she brought the shredded potatoes because she liked them and not to save money. It seemed that this would cover up some of her embarrassment. However, Ning Zheng was eating pickled radishes right next to her ear, making them crunchy and praising them. She couldn't resist picking up the pickled radish that Ning Zheng had just put in her lunchbox.

Wen Yue grew up in an orphanage. The children in the orphanage were of all ages, so if a dish was to be palatable to all ages, it had to be made mild. She was used to mild flavors from a young age and couldn't handle spicy food very well. But when she tasted this bright red pickled radish, Wen Yue only felt its freshness and aroma.

That's right, it's fresh and fragrant, with the aroma of chili peppers and the freshness of radish.

Wen Yue pickled vegetables are pickled in jars for a period of ten days or more, or at least three to five days. Anything that has been soaked in water for that long can hardly be considered fresh, but for some reason, Wen Yue can taste the most original sweetness of radishes from these pickled radishes.

With just one bite, Wen Yue was completely captivated. She forgot her earlier embarrassment and her secret thoughts, and savored the delicious food on her tongue.