Chapter 10 Chapter 10
This made Wang Qi very angry.
He was the one who wanted to take advantage of others, but he had no reason to vent his anger on He Tingting, so he could only swallow his anger and hope that the students who came out to look for buns would buy his buns.
After school, students walked towards the stalls one after another.
There was a wave of people who were obviously looking for something.
Wang Qi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Here they come, the people looking for buns are here!
Before he could finish being excited, the students had already rushed to He Tingting's stall and asked in a very sweet tone.
"Sister, did you just come here to sell buns yesterday?"
After He Tingting nodded, the man in the lead couldn't wait to take out a dollar and said, "I want a bun for one dollar, with meat!"
"I'm not selling buns today. I'm selling rice bowls."
Without waiting for the students who flocked to her stall to feel disappointed, He Tingting quickly opened the lid.
The aroma of the steaming green pepper and pork shreds hits you in the face.
The students standing in the front row were instantly attracted by the smell.
"Would you like one? Shredded pork with green peppers is fifty cents a portion, and shredded cold potatoes is thirty cents a portion."
When the student in the queue in front heard the price, his eyes lit up instantly. He did not retract his hand holding the money and continued to hand it to He Tingting.
"I'll have one too!"
"Okay!"
He Tingting brought a big bowl today and put dozens of plastic bags in the bowl.
The moment the student spoke, she had already quickly scooped two spoonfuls of rice into the bowl.
Top it with a generous spoonful of shredded pork and green pepper, and the rice bowl is ready.
Shredded pork mixed with shredded green peppers served on rice is enough to make your tongue salivate at the mere sight of it.
The pot of shredded potatoes was opened last.
This is a cold dish without any smell, and not many customers noticed it at first.
He Tingting handed over two rice bowls and said, "Lili, give me the change."
He Lili, who was carrying a small bag on her side, had two cents in her hand and exchanged it for one dollar in the student's hand.
Although she is only in the third grade, she is good at basic addition and subtraction.
He is capable of collecting and changing money.
The second student in line was very cheerful. While buying food, he did not forget to talk to He Tingting.
"Those buns yesterday were delicious. Why aren't you selling any today?"
This sentence gave Wang Qi, who was sitting there in silence, the opportunity to speak.
"If you want to eat buns, come buy them from me. I sell buns, and they are so delicious!"
The student who was talking to He Tingting turned his head and saw a face with wrinkles and yellow teeth grinning at him. His appetite instantly disappeared by half.
"Ah, no, I don't want to eat buns. I want to eat rice bowl today."
As he spoke, he took a step back and moved closer to He Tingting.
This made Wang Qi very angry.
"You don't know what's good. Our buns are the best in this area. Anyone who doesn't buy them will regret it!"
He cursed and spat on the ground.
The students at the end of the line were a little impatient.
After hearing Wang Qi’s promotion, I was getting excited and thinking about whether I should buy a bun to try the taste.
Seeing his attitude and actions, she instantly retracted her hesitant toes.
"Let's line up here. This stall looks cleaner."
Wang Qi didn't know that he had lost several customers because of the spit, and he just sat behind the box sulking.
He Tingting was only two or three meters away from her and was already very busy.
In order to avoid having to wait in line for too long, the food must be served quickly.
Both of He Tingting's arms were sore, so she moved faster and her movements became more and more smooth.
After the busiest half hour, the three pots she brought were all empty.
The student who bought the last meal still felt a little regretful.
Before leaving, he specifically said, "Everyone says your food is delicious. You have to prepare more tomorrow."
The number of guests today has exceeded He Tingting's expectations.
After hearing this classmate say this, she thought that there must be classmates who had eaten it and promoted it in the class, which is why it has such a good advertising effect, and replied with a smile.
"Okay, I will definitely prepare a lot tomorrow so that everyone won't make a wasted trip."
Wang Qi, who was standing next to him, was furious when he heard this.
He saw a long queue in front of He Tingting's stall, but no one in front of him, and he felt jealous.
"You really can't compare this guy to others. They both sell food, but how come his business is so good right after he started? Being pretty does have its advantages, don't you think, Dazhuang?"
The words were so sour and bitter that Guo Zhuang couldn't stand it anymore.
He smiled innocently, "The girl's cooking is delicious. The aroma can be smelled from ten miles away. It's normal that there are so many people lining up."
Since verbal provocation failed, Wang Qi was too lazy to communicate with Guo Zhuang and picked up a stool to chat with other stall owners.
He Tingting couldn't hear the sound of their voices, but she could feel their gazes sweeping over from time to time.
Most of these stall owners were discussing her.
She was not surprised by this situation. Even small vendors were in competition with each other and could be called rivals.
How many people would be kind to their opponents?
As long as it's not a stumbling block in the gutter and it's fair competition, He Tingting doesn't care at all.
She turned around and asked Guo Zhuang.
"Brother Zhuang, I'm planning to make a sign out of cloth. Do you want one? I'll make one for you, too."
He Tingting only remembered the signboard after seeing Wang Qi writing on the box.
With a sign, it will be easier for students to find her stall in the future. Even if she moves, they can still find her through the sign.
Guo Zhuang had never thought about these things before.
"Signboards are only used by shops, right? Do we need to write one for a small stall like ours?"
"It's important to write it. Customers who like to eat your noodles in the future will remember your sign. Who knows, you might even become big and open a restaurant in the future."
"How is that possible? My cooking skills are just average."
Guo Zhuang smiled innocently, but there was a bit more hope in his heart.
When doing business, who doesn’t want to do better and better?
Looking at the long queue in front of He Tingting's stall, although he was not jealous, he was a little envious.
His stall focuses on convenience, fillingness and affordability.
Guo Zhuang knew in his heart that his cooking skills were average and the toppings he made were not very tasty.
With such skills, it is extremely difficult to open a store.
But when He Tingting mentioned it, he couldn't help but feel a little hope.
What if...
"Tingting, what are you going to write on your sign?"
Guo Zhuang had never thought about this problem before, and didn't know what to call it for a moment, so he had to ask He Tingting first and planned to imitate her.
"I've already thought about it. I'll order lunch boxes for lunch and dinner."
The meaning is very simple.
Selling boxed lunches and providing Chinese lunch.
This concise and memorable name gave Guo Zhuang inspiration.
He suddenly had an idea and wrote four big words on a piece of paper and handed it to He Tingting.
"Then I'll call you that. Please, Tingting."
He Tingting looked down.
【Strong Man Noodles】
I smiled instantly.
Apart from anything else, the name Dazhuangge will definitely attract many curious customers.
"Okay, I'll go home this afternoon and write one, and bring it to you when I open the stall in the evening."
As He Tingting spoke, she put her things away neatly.
She has to prepare food when she gets home, so she doesn't have much time to rest.
Just save time on miscellaneous tasks as much as possible.
What He Tingting didn't know was that her reputation had already begun to spread among the freshman students.
This matter is actually related to Jia Hui.
After being humiliated by He Tingting yesterday, he held his breath and forced himself not to come to the stall to eat today. Instead, he went to the school cafeteria to buy food and brought it back to the dormitory to eat.
As soon as he returned to the dormitory, Jia Hui smelled the aroma of cooking.
I looked at my roommate's bowl again and saw that it was all stir-fried pork with green peppers.
"Didn't you say you were going to eat steamed buns today? Why did you change it?"
Jia Hui's expression improved a lot.
He disliked He Tingting, and his roommates didn't buy her buns. Jia Hui's attitude towards them became much better.
The fat boy who lived on the upper bunk raised his eyes while eating and answered.
"No buns for sale today."
When Jia Hui heard this, he subconsciously thought that He Tingting didn't come today at all.
Could it be that he doesn't want to do this anymore? He's retreating because he knows it's too difficult.
Jia Hui smiled secretly in his heart.
It would be best if she quit. If this woman is smart, she should go and cause trouble for the old man in her family and give him something to do, so that the old man won't have to find fault with her and cause trouble for her all day long.
He thought as he sat next to Xiaopang and opened his lunch from the cafeteria.
The cafeteria at Bei'an University is somewhat special, divided into two parts, north and south.
The South Canteen is a window for the public and is open to the whole school, while the North Canteen is a private restaurant for tutors and is only open to individual outstanding students.
Of course, Jia Hui went to the South Canteen.
This cafeteria takes good care of poor students, and the dishes are generous and affordable.
There is only one drawback - it tastes bad.
Jia Hui could still endure it when eating normally, but today was different.
The roommates around him were all working hard to eat, without saying a word, but they ate with great relish, and the sounds of chewing and smacking their lips went straight into Jia Hui's ears.
After taking just two bites, he couldn't eat anymore and looked eagerly at his roommate's bowl.
"This rice bowl is so delicious? Why did you all buy the same one?"
Xiaopang has a good relationship with Jia Hui. Seeing him like this, he took the initiative to push the lunch box over.
"It's delicious, so delicious. Come and try it. Let's line up together after class tomorrow."
Xiaopang is a serious foodie, and since even he said so, Jia Hui wanted to give it a try even more.
He scooped a spoonful and put it in his mouth.
The fresh and salty aroma instantly exploded in his mouth, and just one bite made Jia Hui's eyes widen.
The shredded meat is tender and elastic, with a particularly satisfying meaty aroma, but without the unpleasant smell of pork.
The green peppers are crispy, have an excellent texture, and are slightly spicy, which is very appetizing.
After taking this bite, the original meal became even harder to swallow.
“Is it delicious?”
Xiaopang hugged his lunch box back like a baby, "It's delicious. I'll take you to queue up tomorrow."
Jia Hui hadn’t eaten enough and looked at the lunch box reluctantly.
He felt embarrassed to eat his classmate's food again, so he had to change the subject.
"You finally have some taste. This lunch box is much more delicious than the buns from yesterday."
Xiaopang looked puzzled, "You didn't like the buns from yesterday?"
"I don't like it. The buns that woman makes are not tasty at all. It's only because she has a pretty face that so many people buy them. If you ask me, what she makes is not as good as this lunch box maker."
Xiaopang's expression became even weirder.
"Are you saying that the skill of making lunch boxes is better than making buns?"
Jia Hui nodded affirmatively, "Of course, she's a thousand times better than the woman selling buns."
He said with conviction, "If I had to choose, I would eat rice bowls every day and never eat those crappy buns."
Xiaopang and his roommates exchanged glances, all trying to hold back their laughter.
In the end, it was the bespectacled dorm leader who reminded him.
"Huizi, I bought today's lunch from the sister who sold buns yesterday."
Jia Hui finally understood why they were laughing, and his face immediately turned red.
She even made the lunch boxes!
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