Chapter 169 The food in the school is terrible

The noise startled the Jiang family members who were kneading dough, roasting skewers, and fetching water.

They all dropped what they were doing and surrounded Jiang Fubao.

"Fubao, what's going on?"

"Why did he fall for no reason? Was he hit by a peach?"

"Wuwu, Fubao, don't scare Daddy. Where are you hurt? Does it hurt? Daddy will blow on it for you."

"My dear daughter, does it hurt? Why don't you go see a doctor? It's your head that's been hit. What if you become stupid?"

“….”

Jiang Fubao felt very touched by the warm concern.

She raised her little arms and waved her hands.

"I don't need to see a doctor. I'm fine. Grandma, help me up. I can still eat."

Jiang Fubao felt sorry for the dusty skewers of meat. She wanted to pick them up because they could be eaten within three seconds or even a minute.

But it was picked up by grandma first.

Zhang Yanzi helped her daughter up from the ground, but did not dare to let her sit under the tree again.

Jiang Siyin brought his daughter, along with a chair, to the cool place near the well.

The sun was setting to the west, casting a shadow on the house.

It is just big enough for Jiang Fubao to cool off.

Zhang Jinlan washed the skewers with water, grilled them on the stove and ate them herself.

As for Jiang Fubao, he was holding a handful of freshly grilled lamb skewers in his hand, which were still hot and sizzling with oil.

The rotten peach on the ground was half eaten by a bird.

Lying alone under the tree.

Zhang Jinlan didn't plan to sweep.

This is to avoid causing trouble for the petty shop owner.

In front of the shop, the trio ate from the end of the morning hour until noon.

They burped three times in a row and their stomachs were swollen.

The BBQ and cold noodles are so delicious.

Especially barbecue.

Whether it's meat skewers or vegetable skewers, you can't stop eating them.

After eating, have a cup of cool mung bean soup.

Wow.

That was such a pleasure.

"I suddenly don't want to go to school anymore. Compared to this, what I ate in school was just slop."

Kong Mingxue rested his chin on the table.

He sighed.

His scalp went numb at the thought of going back to school tomorrow.

The cook in the school always boils all dishes in water and is reluctant to add too much salt, let alone oil.

Every day we have vegetarian dishes and porridge.

Very bland.

His face turned green from eating so much.

"No problem. Go back and complain to your grandfather. Tell him that you don't have enough to eat and have no energy to study. Ask him to change the cook. If that doesn't work, I'll ask my father to donate some money to the school. It will be my food allowance. At least give us some meat every day."

Kong Ming looked at Meng Bujiu with expectation.

"Don't think about it. You've been in school for so long and you still don't know what kind of person my grandfather is. He firmly believes that if you want to study, you have to endure hardships first. I'd better stop scolding you.

If the food is reduced by half, we will not only not be able to eat well, but also be hungry. If it really doesn't work, you can buy some more barbecued meat cakes from Jiang's snack shop and bring them with you. Anyway, the concierge will not check the packages when you enter the school."

Meng Bujiu would not be fooled by Kong Ming's teachings.

Not only him, but even his parents were afraid of his grandfather.

Why would he touch a tiger's butt on his free day? He is not stupid.

"We have to stay in the school for ten days, not just one or two days. It's so hot, if we leave it overnight, it will probably go bad."

Kong Mingxue felt that there was nothing to be attached to in life.

The smell of barbecue became stronger in my nose.

All the tables in the shop were filled with people.

There are still customers standing outside who can’t wait to eat.

This attracted the passers-by to look into the shop frequently.

There are more and more people lining up.

"If you ask me, why don't we dig a dog hole under the corner of the wall behind the rockery in the school, and then send a short person out to buy us food. Or, we can make an agreement with the waiter at the Jiang family snack shop to deliver food to us every day, and then give him more reward money."

Deng Siyuan suddenly suggested.

"What are you thinking? The barbecue smell is so strong, do you think the master can't smell it? Their noses are sharper than dogs. If they report it to the headmaster, we will be in big trouble. My father strictly ordered me not to offend the master and the headmaster. It's okay to have small fights on weekdays, but don't give bad ideas at critical moments."

Ever since the last time Deng Siyuan and Ding Huanfu bullied Jiang Tongmu, Master Lian found out.

He was implicated and was scolded by the teacher.

If he hadn't begged for mercy in every possible way, even the teacher, who was gentle and easy to talk to, would have reported the matter to the headmaster. If his father found out, he would have been beaten and his pocket money would have been gone.

Since that day, although the relationship between the few people is still good, eating together, playing together, but when Deng Siyuan and Ding Huanfu bully others again, he and Meng Bujiu stand far away.

Not at all.

After hearing what Deng Siyuan said, Kong Mingxue directly rejected it.

Deng Siyuan's face turned a little bad.

He had a cold face and said nothing more.

"I'm afraid we can't deliver barbecue, but I think meat pie should be OK. Waiter, come over here, I have something to ask you."

Meng Bujiu waved to Jiang Eryong.

Jiang Eryong thought these guys wanted to order some barbecue.

Stop him immediately.

"My dear, stop eating. If you eat any more, your stomach will burst. Come back tomorrow. No matter how delicious the food is, you shouldn't eat too much."

It’s no big deal if he eats himself to death.

If you end up with your own shop, you're done.

Jiang Eryong thought in his heart.

"No, I'm not ordering any food. Come over to pay the bill. I'd like to ask if the meat pie from your snack shop can be delivered?" Meng Bujiu explained.

"Delivery? I've never heard of this way of selling. We're not a restaurant or a bodega, so we don't have enough people to deliver. We're all small-time traders. Look, our shop is overwhelmed. How much do you want to buy? If it's a lot, I'll think of a way for you."

If you have money but don't make it, you are a fool.

Jiang Eryong first looked at Meng Bujiu in pretended embarrassment, then he agreed.

Meng Bujiu's heart was in turmoil.

Very uncomfortable.

"Well...we need ten meat pies a day, no, twenty, and he'll pay for them."

He was afraid that Jiang Eryong would hear that he only wanted ten meat cakes and would not give them to him when the time came, so he simply added ten more.

After Meng Bujiu finished speaking, he pointed at Kong Mingxue, the richest of the three.

"Twenty meat cakes? That's a little too little, but you three have come here several times, and you ate so much today, so you are regular customers. How about this, I'll make the decision and promise you that I will deliver them to you every afternoon from now on. What do you think?"

The shop is basically not busy in the afternoon.

After all, everything was sold out.

Why not stop by on the way out of town and give them some meat pies? You can also make some money.

It won't delay for long.

Jiang Eryong thought he was extremely smart.

Jiang Yahe, who was taking orders for customers nearby, saw it all.

This is his own brother, who can understand him as well as he does.

Eryong looks honest on the surface, but he actually has a lot of evil ideas in his mind.