Chapter 32 Chapter 32
The day when the gangster started a fight for the first time.
When He Tingting was thinking of a solution, she mentioned Liu Jing's name to Guo Zhuang.
I didn't expect to hear such explosive news from Brother Dazhuang today.
"Cerebral infarction? When did he tell you?"
"Today, when I went to move the bench."
At that time, He Tingting was busy serving meals to the guests who came to the canteen, so He Lili volunteered to move the two light benches to the door.
He Tingting didn't expect that Guo Zhuang could tell Lili such explosive news in such a short time.
"Did Brother Dazhuang say anything else?"
He Lili thought about it carefully.
"Something about divorce or something."
He Lili didn't quite understand what was said. Even if she listened carefully, the words just flashed through her mind and she couldn't remember them after a while.
But the few words she remembered were enough for He Tingting to guess how things would develop.
I didn't expect that she had just threatened Liu Jing a few days ago to interfere with her family, and before she did anything, Liu Jing's family was about to break up.
This is also a case of evil being punished.
I guess she won't think about Lili anymore.
When she thought of this, He Tingting felt much better and touched Lili's little head.
"Go to bed quickly, there will be many guests tomorrow."
He Tingting's words were not groundless.
On the first day she moved her restaurant, many old customers couldn't find a place to eat and chose to eat elsewhere.
But there were always a few customers who happened to see her in the canteen.
After selling a meal, people who see her will spread the news, and there will definitely be more people tomorrow than today.
He Tingting was mentally prepared and adjusted the menu to include one stew and one stir-fried dish.
The stew was clay pot chicken, and there was a circle of cornmeal pancakes around the pot. When it came out of the pot, it smelled so good that He Tingting couldn't help but keep one.
Her estimate was indeed correct.
After she moved to another location, although guests outside the school could not find her for a while and fewer of them came, more students came to the school.
He Tingting arrived at nine o'clock, and had just finished cooking the dishes at ten o'clock. As soon as the dishes were placed on the table, people gathered in front of the stall.
She looked up and saw a familiar face.
"Xiaopang, why are you here so early?"
Xiaopang used to come to her stall every day, and the classmates next to him always called him that, so He Tingting had already remembered it.
"Sister, don't mention it. Your move was so sudden. I looked for you everywhere yesterday but couldn't find you."
I couldn’t find it, so I had to eat the millet porridge in the cafeteria with a sense of grievance.
After finding out He Tingting's location from other classmates, Xiaopang got up early on a day when he didn't have morning classes just to eat He Tingting's meal.
He is considered He Tingting's most loyal customer.
Hearing Xiaopang say this, He Tingting burst into laughter.
"Today's meat dish is clay pot chicken, and the stir-fry is tomato and egg. What would you like to eat?"
Clay pot chicken?
When Xiaopang heard the name, his eyes lit up.
This is a new dish he has never heard of.
You must give it a try!
"I want this clay pot chicken, sister, I want two!"
He was the first customer of the day. When He Tingting opened the lid of the pot, the aroma of the long-simmered chicken instantly wafted out.
The person standing in line behind Xiaopang couldn't help but tilt their head to look into the pot, "Lunch Sister, your chicken stew is so delicious! I want some too!"
Xiaopang quickly pushed him away with his body, "You go wait in the back, I haven't finished shopping yet, sister, can you give me another order of tomato and egg?"
He is a strong man with a big appetite, and sometimes he buys two meals.
Whenever He Tingting saw him, she would weigh more rice and vegetables so that she wouldn't go hungry.
"Three servings? Can you finish them?"
Xiaopang scratched his head a little embarrassedly.
"It's not just me, there are other people in our dormitory eating it too."
As for who that person was, Xiaopang didn't say.
Their entire dormitory was frequented by He Tingting, except for one person.
Jia Hui.
The boy was very stubborn. He obviously liked the food cooked by He Tingting, but because of their previous conflict, he couldn't bring himself to buy it himself.
He could have eaten the dishes for free, but he insisted on paying extra for one portion and asked him to take some food home.
Xiaopang couldn't understand this behavior, but considering the good relationship between the two brothers, he still diligently brought him food.
While He Tingting was packing the food for him, Xiaopang noticed a few pancakes placed next to the pot.
"Sis, do you still sell tortillas?"
"I made these out of the same pot. Do you want to try some? I'll give you one to try."
Compared to the unfamiliar name of clay pot chicken, cornmeal pancakes are much more familiar, and his mother also makes them on a daily basis.
Xiaopang actually doesn’t like to eat much.
But He Tingting had already put the cakes into the bag, so he didn't refuse and took them back.
"You have to thank me today."
As soon as I stepped into the dormitory door, Xiaopang's voice asking for credit was repeated twice.
Jia Hui raised the rice bowl and said, "Here you go."
Xiaopang put the portion he brought for him in, "Today's clay pot chicken, you must have never eaten it. There's also a cornmeal steamed bun, do you want some?"
Jia Hui grabbed it and said, "Okay, thank you."
Then he casually opened the plastic bag and stuffed the tortilla inside into his mouth.
Cornmeal steamed buns are a staple food often eaten by people in rural areas.
Jia Hui has eaten a lot of it since he was a child.
People with better financial conditions will usually mix some white flour into cornmeal, so that the texture will be softer and not as solid and choking as pure cornmeal.
But this was the first time Jia Hui had eaten something with such a soft texture.
He untied the bag of clay pot chicken with one hand and took a bite of the cornmeal steamed bun.
The moment you bite into the yellow steamed bun, the unique aroma of corn comes out.
Unlike the refreshing fragrance of fresh corn, cornmeal that has been dried and ground into powder has a dry aroma unique to whole grains.
After chewing to the end, you can even taste the sweetness of the grain.
"This is quite delicious, why didn't you buy a few more?"
When Xiaopang heard this, he instantly became excited.
"Is it delicious? Break off a piece for me to try. This is a gift from my lunch sister."
Jia Hui gave him half.
“It’s really good.”
His mouth is not as hard as before, and now he occasionally says a few good words about He Tingting.
Xiaopang took a bite and his eyes widened instantly.
"Damn, cornmeal pancakes can be made so delicious, my lunch sister is amazing!"
While he was sighing, Jia Hui had already eaten the clay pot chicken.
The thick and red sauce hangs on the surface of the chicken, making the color of the chicken pieces not as bright yellow as the home-cooked ones.
The first moment he put the food in his mouth, the aroma of the sauce on the meat made Jia Hui squint his eyes.
The meat is not stewed to the point of melting in the mouth, retaining some of its original taste, chewy and tender.
The taste is a bit strong, but it goes well with rice or pancakes.
After just one bite, Jia Hui's appetite was whetted and he started eating his meal.
The way he ate made Xiaopang very greedy. He didn't bother to tease him and quickly returned to his seat to eat.
During meal time, the entire dormitory was focused, and the only sound you could hear was the sound of lips colliding with each other's chewing.
Sun Dongfang came back with Xiaopang. He ate much faster and was the first to finish.
He is used to memorizing words for half an hour after lunch before taking a nap.
After memorizing today's content, he wrote it down from memory and couldn't help laughing.
"I think I've recently opened up my Ren and Du meridians. My brain is really working so well."
After reciting the words once, I remembered them all.
This statement caused a huge stir and was quickly recognized by roommates.
"That's what I meant! My brain has been working really fast lately. I figured out yesterday's problem the minute I started."
Even the fat kid who had the worst grades in the dormitory added a sentence.
"Yeah, I've found it much easier to listen to lectures lately. I can remember everything after just one listen."
Sun Dongfang listened and couldn't help but think deeply about it.
His brain suddenly became clearer, maybe it was an accident, but everyone's brain suddenly became better. Sun Dongfang was the first one who didn't believe it was an accident.
Could it be that the school's feng shui is particularly nourishing and has made them wise?
But it’s not like everyone can get enlightened piece by piece, right?
Confused, Sun Dongfang slept soundly and woke up a little late, almost being late for the experiment he had agreed to do with his senior.
He rushed to the agreed location and saw Zheng Ying already waiting for him. A layer of sweat broke out on his back.
"Senior, I'm sorry, I'm late!"
Zheng Ying looked at his watch and saw that the time had just passed one minute.
"It's okay, just be careful next time."
After saying this, he continued with the arrangements for the research project.
"Come with me to the lab first. Call Senior Brother Wang, and we'll go take a look at the field together. By the way, we must pay attention to the field fence this year. There are only a few experimental seedlings, so every one of them must be taken seriously."
He explained several more things, but seeing that Sun Dongfang didn't remember anything, he couldn't help but frown.
"You have to remember all these things. Don't just listen to them. Take them to heart."
The teacher always said that a good memory is not as good as a good pen. As her student, Zheng Ying also has this habit. He writes down important things in a small notebook he carries with him.
Sun Dongfang is the junior brother that Zheng Ying is more optimistic about in this class, so naturally he hopes that he will develop this good habit.
Just when he was about to pick up his notebook, Sun Dongfang spoke.
"Don't worry, senior, I've remembered everything."
He repeated what Zheng Ying had just said, almost word for word except for the interjections.
Zheng Ying looked at him in surprise and put the notebook he was about to take out back.
"I didn't expect you to have such a good memory, but if it's important, you'd better take a pen and paper and write it down."
Sun Dongfang scratched his head. "I will, senior. Actually, my memory wasn't that good before. But recently, I don't know why, but everyone in our dormitory has an amazing memory."
Zheng Ying never liked to hear this kind of gossip.
Sun Dongfang regretted what he said and wanted to laugh it off.
"Haha, maybe we've been eating and sleeping too well lately."
Unexpectedly, the senior with a cold face asked him a question.
"You eat so well? What have you been eating lately?"
Sun Dongfang told the truth.
"As for the lunch boxes in the cafeteria, you can try them when you have time, they are delicious."
After listening to this, Zheng Ying raised his eyes slightly.
Lunch box for lunch and dinner, is it her again?
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