"Put down that meatball, let me do it!" A childish girl's voice rang out from behind Qin Yi.
"All the meatballs are mine! I want to buy them!" The girl's voice was full of determination.
Qin Yi was still tossing the fried noodles in the air, and the chef, who was focused on his work, didn't have time to pay attention to the sounds coming from behind him.
Zhang Kexin tucked her schoolbag to her chest, unzipped it, took out her three lunchboxes, and walked over to Qin Yi.
"Lollipop Sister! I want to fill two of these boxes with meatballs and then fill the other with fried instant noodles!"
Qin Yi then turned her head to glance at the child next to her.
Ah, it's a primary school student customer from Zisan Elementary School. "Kexin, what brings you to the university today? Did you come alone?"
"No, I came with my mom and sister. They were so busy looking around that they didn't have time to think of me, so I came to find something to eat by myself."
While eating the sweet rice balls, Xu Guoqing asked curiously, "Boss, is this your child? She's so cute, such a soft and adorable girl."
Zhang Kexin looked warily at the older boy in front of her: "Don't think that just because you praised me a few times, I won't fight you for the meatballs! I'm definitely taking these meatballs with me today! My dad at home has a gluttonous appetite, and my classmates at school are picky eaters. We're all looking forward to this day!"
Now, it wasn't just Xu Guoqing and Fang Daming who wanted to buy meatballs; the third wave of college students following behind them had finally reached the end of the food stall.
These students were in the school's rap group and were curious about their classmates' running behavior. They jogged along and finally caught up with the group in front of them.
Wow, it's so lively here!
Their destination turned out to be a stall that sold fried noodles, as well as some sweet soup and meatballs.
The owner's table was completely empty, with nothing left, and the surrounding area was full of diners enjoying their meals.
On the left, there were some students holding bowls of sweet soup and eating dessert with spoons. Each bowl contained a large amount of white glutinous rice balls and crystal-clear jelly.
On the right stood a group of physical education students eating fried noodles. They were all full of energy, and with a flick of their round heads, they slurped up a mouthful of instant noodles, eating with great relish. Just watching them made you hungry.
There were many students queuing up in front of the owner's stall.
If you listen carefully, it sounds like a little kid is arguing with the students, and they seem to be discussing how to divide the food.
"Wait a minute, it's not just you guys who want to buy, the people who come after us also want to try it,"
Although I don't know what everyone is fighting over, judging from the way they're doing it, it must be something delicious. A gut feeling tells them that if they don't grab it, they'll regret it.
Qin Yi's fried noodle stall was already overwhelmed with customers. There were still more than ten servings of fried noodles to be made, and people kept coming in waves, making it seem like she couldn't stop.
So he could only give Cheng Yingtao a look that said, "You figure it out yourself."
Cheng Yingtao clearly felt the pressure emanating from the three parties.
She pointed to the two grills behind her and said, "We're out of meatballs in stock right now. I have two grills, each producing 50 meatballs, so we can make a total of 100 meatballs, or about 30 skewers. Who should I give them to first?"
Zhang Kexin's lunchbox was already on the table: "Sister! Give it to me, I want 30 skewers. Two lunchboxes can hold 25 skewers, and I'll take 5 more to eat right away!"
Xu Guoqing then became anxious: "Hey! You little kid, you clearly came after me just now, so we should be the ones buying first."
Zhang Kexin raised her eyes, revealing the whites of her eyes, and looked at Xu Guoqing: "You just said I was cute and cuddly, but you're ruthless when it comes to grabbing orders. I can give you three skewers, but I won't agree to more!"
The last group of rappers who arrived were also dissatisfied after hearing the conversation between the two: "Why did you completely exclude us? You should at least give us some of those hundred meatballs, don't hog them all!"
Cheng Yingtao was undecided and looked at Qin Yi with pleading eyes.
Qin Yi turned off the stove and placed the tempting fried noodles into small boxes on the table.
She watched as these groups of people each voiced their own arguments, some students even blushing with excitement. As the restaurant owner, she felt she needed to calm the diners down.
"Listen to me, everyone. When I used to sell meatballs at Ziyi Primary School and Zisan Primary School, there was an activity that I really liked."
Zhang Kexin, who was standing nearby, immediately perked up her ears when she heard this from her school.
"Whenever they encounter food that can't be divided evenly, the elementary school students will use their wits to win."
The rapper's competitive spirit was instantly ignited: "How do you win with strategy?"
Zhang Kexin, hands on her hips, recognized the name immediately: "It's a brain-twisting competition!"
Xu Guoqing laughed and said, "No, little sister, it should be 'quick-witted'! You can't even recognize all the characters, yet you want to compete with us?"
"Who is bullying my sister?"
At that moment, a little girl in a white princess dress walked past him with her head held high, her expression calm and composed.
Zhang Ke'ai walked up to Zhang Kexin and immediately flicked her forehead: "I told you not to run around like that. I finished eating and you were nowhere to be found."
Zhang Kexin covered her forehead, then stepped on her sister's clean white leather shoes with her dirty little foot, complaining, "You only remembered me after you finished eating! I couldn't stand it anymore. That milk tea looked awful; it's just a way to fool girls like you who are obsessed with appearances."
Zhang Ke'ai sighed, "Sigh, I regretted it as soon as I took the first sip. It's not even half as good as the sweet soup that Sister Wanzi sells."
After saying that, Zhang Ke'ai frowned and said to the group of college students, "Are we going to have a brain teaser contest to buy Chibi Maruko-chan? When can we start?"
"cough!"
Long time no see, Zhang Ke'ai's competitive spirit is still as strong as ever. Qin Yi asked the students: "You three teams are divided into red, yellow and blue teams. Ke'ai is the red team, the crosstalk team is the yellow team, and the rapper team is the blue team. Everyone takes turns answering riddles. The team that answers correctly gets a skewer of meatballs. Then we continue to ask questions until all 33 skewers of meatballs that are about to be cooked are gone. What do you all think?"
Neither the yellow team nor the blue team objected: "Since we're bored waiting for orders anyway, why don't we have some fun? Kids, don't say we're bullying children if you get your heads shaved!"
At this moment, Wu Miaoyu walked up behind the two sisters and said, "Don't worry about answering the questions. If they ask questions that are beyond the scope of the curriculum, my brothers from the sports team and I will help you!"
Seeing that the problem was solved, Qin Yi turned on the stove to continue stir-frying the noodles, and instructed Cheng Yingtao to write down the scores of each team so that the meatballs could be distributed later.
Cheng Yingtao took out a timer, paper, and pen, and repeated the rules: "Each question has only 10 seconds to answer. If you don't answer within 10 seconds, the question setter wins."
Three players guess the answer to a riddle; the winner goes first.
The yellow team from the crosstalk troupe was awarded the right to set the first question.
Xu Guoqing thought for a moment and said, "Why would a Japanese person come to China to see a dentist and end up fighting with the dentist?"
"I know!" Zhang Kexin stretched out her little hand and held it directly in front of Cheng Yingtao.
Cheng Yingtao said helplessly, "You can just answer directly, kid. You don't need to raise your hand. This isn't a classroom."
Zhang Kexin: "Hehe, sorry sister, this is just muscle memory from a primary school student!"
"Because that doctor said: Baka yarou!"
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