As Zhang Qingsong walked, he came across a small shop.
The words "Original Intention Kitchen" are written in large characters above the shop.
Meanwhile, a bustling queue had already formed in front of Chuxin Kitchen, with a number of two to three hundred people.
Business is booming.
Zhang Qingsong observed that the students who had rushed over earlier seemed to be queuing up to buy boxed lunches.
"That's strange. Doesn't Kyoto University have a cafeteria? There's no need to buy a small boxed lunch here." He still didn't understand the reason behind it.
Just as he was about to approach a student and ask them a question, he suddenly smelled a delicious aroma that whetted his appetite.
The fragrance was so enticing that it instantly broke his guard.
"What is this good stuff? It smells so good." He muttered to himself.
Seeing that the line was getting longer and longer, he swallowed hard and quickly joined the queue.
"Never mind all that for now, let's try this meal. I don't know why, but I'm really hungry right now."
He thought, since it's lunchtime anyway, I'll just have a boxed lunch first.
Anyway, my two subordinates will handle the interview. I'm just here to check things out. They're the ones who will actually do the work.
We can just pack a portion for them later.
Fortunately, although there were many people, the queue moved very quickly, and she only had to wait about ten minutes before it was her turn.
"On the left is braised beef with potatoes, and on the right is sweet and sour pork ribs. Take whichever you like, but each person can only take one serving," Su Tingyun reminded the stranger in front of her.
"Only one serving?" Zhang Qingsong really couldn't understand it.
If it were an outside shop, they would be happy for him to buy more, but here there is a purchase limit.
What kind of incredible move is this?
Moreover, it seems that the people running this shop are all students from Kyoto University. They are good-looking, but they don't seem to know how to cook.
He glanced at the generously portioned boxed lunch in front of him and swallowed hard again.
I thought to myself, oh well, I can only buy one serving. As the station manager, am I supposed to cook for them?
With that in mind, he picked up a plate of braised beef with potatoes.
They followed the group to a nearby table and began to eat.
He picked up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth, discovering that the taste was absolutely incredible.
The beef is very tender, yet has a certain chewiness. When you eat it, the juice bursts out of your mouth and quickly spreads throughout your entire oral cavity.
The smell was absolutely wonderful.
He finally understood why these students rushed here to line up for boxed lunches as soon as school was over. The taste was so bad that even he, who ate delicacies every day, couldn't stand it, let alone the students.
"Delicious, absolutely delicious!" Zhang Qingsong unleashed his ultimate cooking technique.
In no time at all, he finished the whole box of lunch.
"No, I just want to eat more and more, there's never enough to eat."
After finishing his meal, he found that his stomach was still resisting and he wanted to eat more.
Although the rule stated that each person could only buy one, he immediately came up with a solution.
That means queuing up again.
We can't just not give it to them.
Thinking of this, he quickly got up and went to the back of the group once again.
The efficiency of selling boxed meals here is quite high; although the queue is long, it moves very quickly.
Everyone seemed to know the rules; they quickly took their things, paid, and left, without wasting a single second.
In fact, Zhang Qingsong is a big eater, eating four or five meals a day.
That's why he's so fat.
Moreover, his hair loss seems to be related to his diet being too oily.
Every time he went for a checkup, the doctor told him to keep his diet light.
Of course, he didn't care about all that.
As the director of Kyoto Television, his income starts at tens of millions of yen every year.
What does it matter if a man is a little ugly? As long as he has money, he will never lack young and beautiful girls around him.
This is the excuse he has been making for his inability to control his mouth all these years.
Sure enough, the second time he only had to wait in line for about ten minutes before it was his turn again.
“Hey...didn’t you just come here?” Because Zhang Qingsong’s appearance was so memorable, Su Tingyun recognized him at a glance.
"Haha, this meal is so delicious that I've come back to queue up again," he said, explaining his purpose.
After hearing this, Su Tingyun chuckled and said, "You just had braised beef with potatoes. How about sweet and sour pork ribs this time?"
Upon hearing Su Tingyun's words, Zhang Qingsong turned his gaze to the sweet and sour pork ribs on the other side.
Although he loves beef, he now wants to try the sweet and sour pork ribs.
After all, the stewed beef with potatoes was so delicious, so the sweet and sour pork ribs shouldn't be too bad either.
"Okay, then I'll take a box of these sweet and sour pork ribs."
After receiving the sweet and sour pork ribs, he returned to his previous seat and began to eat.
"Mmm...delicious," he couldn't help but exclaim again.
He discovered that the sweet and sour pork ribs here were not greasy at all, and the ribs were very fragrant and flavorful.
It's amazing that a boxed lunch costing only twenty or thirty yuan can taste like this.
Students at Kyoto University are so lucky.
Then I think about the cafeteria at my own TV station, and I really don't want to comment on the taste.
Even the restaurants downstairs from the TV station are all incredibly expensive, but the food isn't very good.
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