Chapter 295: Oops, my words have come true...
See someone ask him.
Su Chen paused as he lifted the steamer and looked up at Fang Ze.
"Yes, we change places every week."
He remembered the boy in front of him clearly.
He was the first customer when the store opened on Monday, and he came every day with his army of shared bicycles to buy things.
"By the way, we'll be closed on weekends."
Su Chen shook off the moisture on the steamer lid and said, "Don't miss out."
The words fell.
Fang Ze didn't have time to say anything.
When the other students heard Su Chen’s answer, they immediately wailed.
"Hey, boss, please don't! How am I going to live without your buns?"
"I'll go crazy if I can't eat it!"
"Boss! You can rest for a few more days, but you have to come back, okay?"
"Boss, don't leave!"
They have been eating buns continuously these days, and their tastes have become picky thanks to Su Chen's cooking skills.
No matter whether I eat in the cafeteria or order takeout, the food never tastes good.
What I look forward to every day is eating the buns made by Su Chen on time in the evening.
What will I do if I can never eat this again?
Guo Jia, who was standing by, finished eating two three-fresh buns and wiped his mouth.
Turning around and seeing the bustling and almost out-of-control scene in front of the dining car, I couldn't help but laugh.
As an old diner.
Their greatest pleasure is to see the colorful expressions of new diners when they learn the bad news that the boss changes the location of his stall every week.
We all have come this far step by step, and no one is immune.
The old diners queuing behind Fang Ze and others were used to it.
When I heard that today was the last day of the week, I started to "beat the snake with a stick".
"Boss, this is the last day. How about not limiting the quantity? Let me buy ten and put them in the refrigerator to eat slowly!"
"Boss, is there anywhere you want to go next week? Tell me!"
"Boss! Can you bring back the pig's trotters next week? I dream about eating them!"
In an instant, all kinds of voices intertwined together, countless mouths spoke at the same time, and the scene was chaotic.
Su Chen's head was buzzing.
A regular feature every Friday, these diners can come up with eight hundred different ways to enjoy the food.
It's really frustrating.
There was no other way, so Su Chen picked up the tongs and banged on the iron plate.
"Everyone, please be quiet and order your food first. There are so many people waiting."
According to past experience.
As long as this group of people can have something to eat, their emotions will stabilize and it will be much easier to talk to them later.
After all, when delicious food is in front of you, everyone's attention will always be diverted.
"Oh, all right!"
Fang Ze sighed heavily, feeling helpless.
After hesitating for a moment, he decisively chose a new flavor that he had never tried before.
Fang Ze clutched two plump and delicious three-fresh buns and quietly retreated to the side of the road.
His Adam's apple moved, but he couldn't bear to eat it.
Guo Jia was still enjoying the fun.
She came over with her arms swung, and nudged him with her elbow with a smile.
"Brother, take it easy. We've all been through this."
Fang Ze looked up at Guo Jia with envy.
"Brother, you've known the boss for a long time, right? You must have eaten his delicious food many times, right?"
The smile on Guo Jia's face froze instantly as he was dealt a critical blow by the boy in front of him.
Although I joined the group not too late, I was always busy. Either I couldn't take leave due to urgent matters, or everything was sold out after I finally arrived.
If I can eat it for several days in a row this week, it would be a blessing from my ancestors!
When they were chatting before, Guo Jia remembered this kid. He started eating it on Monday and ate it for five days in a row.
How could I be so lucky?
Think of this.
Guo Jia's original mood of comforting others disappeared in an instant.
What a comfort! The other person is much luckier than me!
"Eat your buns! You're the only one who talks too much!"
Guo Jia said something sourly and turned away.
???
This is something Fang Ze can't handle.
He looked at the other person in confusion.
I don't understand what I said that I shouldn't have said.
Why did this guy suddenly get angry while chatting?
However, the aroma of the three-fresh bun in his hand was so tempting that Fang Ze was too lazy to think about it and just ate it first.
At the end of the team, Jin Lingling tiptoed forward.
"What happened up front? Did they start a quarrel?"
My best friend also stretched her neck, but there were so many people in front of her that she couldn't see what was going on.
She smacked her lips irritably.
"I don't know why it's so noisy. If I had known, I would have come earlier. The line is really long."
Jin Lingling withdrew her gaze, turned to look at her best friend, and guessed.
"Do you think someone cut in line? I've encountered this before. Some people just don't realize it."
"It's possible. After all, the buns are so delicious, who wouldn't want to eat them quickly?"
"I'll go check it out. If someone disturbs the boss, I can't just sit back and watch! You line up here and wait for me to come back."
Jin Lingling thought about the help she had received and felt that she could no longer stand up.
After saying hello to my best friend, I rushed to the front of the team.
"Fuck, are you really going? Be careful, if you come back later, people will think you're cutting in line."
But Jin Lingling had already merged into the crowd.
Five minutes later she returned, pale and distraught.
When her best friend saw this, her eyes rolled and she instantly conjured up an 800-word melodramatic plot in her mind.
Could it be that it was the help of the bun stall owner that made Jin Lingling fall in love with him?
Did she just go over there and take the opportunity to confess her feelings? Turns out the boss isn't single?
Thinking of this, my bestie didn't hold back and said, "Sister, three-legged frogs are hard to find, but two-legged men are everywhere!"
???
What a mess.
When Jin Lingling heard this, she looked at her best friend strangely.
With years of tacit understanding, he immediately realized that something was wrong with the other party.
"What kind of crappy novel are you reading again? You just spend all day thinking about nothing!"
Jin Lingling rolled her eyes and slapped her on the back of the head.
"Then why do you look like a rejected licker?"
My best friend was extremely curious and kept asking.
The expression on Jin Lingling's face became increasingly ugly, and she sighed helplessly.
"The boss said he won't be setting up his stall here after this week, and everyone is reluctant to leave."
What? !
When my best friend heard this, she was stunned.
"Is this true? Why does the boss want to move?"
Jin Lingling made a bitter face:
"I don't know the exact reason, but the boss changes the location every week, and this week is the last day to open the stall."
"I don't want it! I won't allow it! Where can I eat such delicious buns in the future? The Night Life-Sustaining Pill is about to be sold out!"
My best friend couldn't help but let out a cry of grief.
"Um, didn't you say that this was the last time we would eat together?" Jin Lingling asked.
"I...I just said it casually... Ugh, what a bad mouth I have!"
My best friend looked so upset that she wanted to slap herself.
She was just talking casually, thinking about controlling her figure, but she didn't expect that her words would come true.
(End of this chapter)
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