In class nine.
Ren Yan was in a very happy mood looking at the busy students.
Today's purpose was to let the students of Class 9 have a decent dinner, and to teach them some basic cooking knowledge, so that they don't have to worry about having food to cook when they encounter any crisis in the future.
But he never expected that things would turn out like this.
However, this will allow students to experience the hardships of workers in an all-round way in advance, which is also a rare teaching opportunity.
This is also a good opportunity to curb the ignorant arrogance of the students in Class 9 and give them a shot of prevention for their future education.
It is definitely a win-win situation.
Ren Yan was drinking tea with a smile on her face. The head teachers of classes five to eight were watching this scene as happily as Ren Yan.
"Teacher Ren is really quick-witted. In this way, these children have temporarily formed an ecosystem. Everyone can learn a lot from it. It is really a unique experience."
"Ah, I'm convinced. What could have been a chaotic situation turned into a unique teaching scene with Teacher Ren's arrangement. It's really not something that an ordinary teacher can do."
The class teachers sighed, and Ren Yan shook her head slightly: "It's nothing, it's just that I'm usually a bit eccentric, and I just do whatever I want."
"Teacher Ren is too modest. Your behavior would be considered a talent here. No wonder the principal made an exception and arranged for you to be the head teacher of Class 9. You are indeed unique."
The head teachers were chatting with each other, and suddenly the head teacher of Class 5 made a curious sound:
"Hiss, isn't that Wang Yu? He's the top student in the entire second year of high school. This guy is usually very serious, so why is he here to join in the fun?"
"Maybe they were attracted by the smell. After all, Teacher Ren's risotto is really first-class." The head teacher of Class 7 also looked forward.
Then he clapped his hands and looked at Ren Yan: "Oh, by the way, Teacher Ren, I heard from other substitute teachers that you usually make lunch for them, and the food expenses are 400 yuan a month. I wonder..."
Before he finished speaking, the other class teachers immediately turned their attention from Wang Yu to Ren Yan.
Yes, this guy has been selling lunch all the time!
Now it seems that the craftsmanship is really impeccable.
If I could ask him to help me make one, wouldn’t I be able to completely say goodbye to those dark dishes in the cafeteria?
Thinking of this, a gleam of desire appeared in their eyes.
Ren Yan shuddered for no reason and immediately rejected the idea:
"I'm sorry, everyone. I'm already stretched thin with the lunches for the teachers. I really don't have the energy to make more now."
When several people heard this, they sighed, but still expressed their understanding, saying that it was indeed difficult for one person to cook for several people.
However, what they don’t know is that it’s not that Ren Yan can’t do it, but it’s not cost-effective now.
Since starting work today, Ren Yan remembered that he would have to come to school every day in the future.
This means that he needs to prepare multiple lunches every day. In the long run, the food expenses of 400 yuan a month will seem like a joke.
You might even have to fill it in a little more.
So now he really didn't dare to take this job anymore, and he was still racking his brains over how to reasonably refuse the lunch requests from those people at Encore.
......
After waiting in line for about ten minutes, Wang Yu finally walked to the big pot.
Now he completely understood why those students were so fanatical.
Although the risotto looks a little cold now, it still has a strong aroma.
Just by standing next to the pot, he had the illusion that he was in the ocean.
"Hello, please give me a bowl."
Looking at the student in front of him whose hair was extremely sparse and almost bald, Wang Yu spoke politely.
Wang Bo nodded and picked up a small bowl very skillfully. With a wave of the spatula, a spoonful of fried rice appeared. Then he shook it a few times with great spirit, and the extra fried rice around it was shaken into the pot.
After being busy for so long, Wang Bo found that he had become extremely skilled in serving rice.
I also understood why the cafeteria aunties always like to shake the rice before serving it.
There really isn't enough food to share among so many people.
However, just as he was about to give Wang Yu a spoonful of this, he heard the monitor on the stage shouting:
"Leave some rice under the spoon!!"
Wang Bo and Wang Yu looked up at the same time: "Why?"
The monitor shrugged helplessly and looked at Wang Yu: "Thanks to you, the students from your class one and class two are now lining up. If this continues, we will definitely not have enough food left to share."
"So I can only ask you to eat less."
"Is that so?" Wang Yu nodded, and then asked, "Do you want all students to taste this kind of risotto?"
Wang Bo nodded naturally: "Yes, it was our teacher's bad idea, and we have to complete it, so I'll ask you to eat less this time, and please come earlier next time."
As he spoke, Wang Bo shook off half of the risotto in the spoon, then poured it into a bowl and handed it to Wang Yu.
After Wang Yu took it, he did not leave. Instead, he shook the small bowl with his hand, stared at the big pot for a long time, then clumsily shook out one-third of the food into the pot, and nodded with satisfaction.
"What are you doing?" Wang Bo looked at the other person curiously.
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