Food: The school sells food, and teachers and students go crazy for it

The sesame noodles were so delicious that they were eaten in a hurry.

Zhou Jiayao's mouth was bulging.

"Grandma, I don't have any left, so I can only ask my aunt to make sesame noodles for you."

Zhou Jiayao said unclearly.

"You unlucky child, why did you eat it all at once?"

Zhou's mother was helpless when she saw Zhou Jiayao's operation.

Zhou Xiaoyun hurried to boil water and cook noodles.

In about 20 minutes, five bowls of sesame noodles were served.

Zhou Jiayao didn't eat anymore, she was small and had a small appetite.

"This noodles taste good."

Wang Jianhua said: "You guys should eat quickly, don't just stand there."

"This noodles..."

Zhou Xiaoguang hesitated and couldn't eat it.

To be honest, the sesame noodles made by my second sister are not bad, but they are far inferior to the two noodles I just tasted.

And after eating those two noodles, I felt like I couldn't swallow the sesame noodles made by my second sister.

"Xiaoguang, eat quickly, after all, it was made by my second sister."

Lin Yu reminded from the side.

Although Lin Yu couldn't eat it, he gave face to his second sister Zhou Xiaoyun.

As for Zhou's mother, she couldn't eat it anymore.

But she had to eat it anyway, she couldn't go hungry.

"Second sister and brother-in-law, you can go home and visit us if you have nothing to do, we have to visit each other often!"

Zhou Xiaoguang said before leaving.

"Okay, we'll go back more often if we have nothing to do!"

Wang Jianhua was also very happy.

You know, Zhou Xiaoguang would never say these words before.

"Jiayao, say goodbye to your aunt and uncle. When you grow up, you must respect them."

Lin Yu told Zhou Jiayao.

"I will respect them anyway."

Zhou Jiayao didn't know why her mother emphasized this, but she agreed.

Because sesame noodles taste good, students keep leaving messages asking Jiang Fan to make more sesame noodles.

Recently, there are no other tasks, so Jiang Fan sells sesame noodles at noon and in the evening.

Of course, the task of making leek dumplings for ten days is also being carried out.

But even if Jiang Fan sells sesame noodles for two meals a day, there are still many students who can't eat them.

So many students go outside the school to order sesame noodles.

If you haven't eaten the sesame noodles made by window number 12, it's fine to go out to eat.

And those students who have eaten the sesame noodles made by window number 12 and went out to eat, it caused trouble.

Zhang Ping and the other four were lucky. They all got red envelopes the day before yesterday and had a meal of sesame noodles.

They were immediately amazed, so they were fully prepared for each red envelope grabbing session.

It was a pity that the four of them never grabbed a red envelope again.

Yesterday, the four of them had no appetite for anything, and today they didn't grab a red envelope, so they discussed and decided to find a noodle shop to eat sesame noodles.

The boss Du San was very excited in the past two days, because there were many students who came here to eat these two days, and they all came to eat sesame noodles.

Sesame noodles are simple to make and low in cost, but the price is basically the same as other types of noodles.

Today he prepared sesame sauce and cucumber shreds, carrot shreds and other ingredients early in the morning.

"If it's like yesterday, I can make the money I made in March and April in less than a month."

Du San thought to himself.

Soon a customer came, and as expected, the customer really wanted sesame noodles.

Soon his small shop had more than a dozen students, all of whom wanted sesame noodles.

And Zhang Ping and the other four also came to this shop.

They came here because they heard from their classmates that the noodles made by this restaurant tasted good.

"Are you four here to eat sesame noodles?"

Du San smiled.

"Yes, we came here specifically to eat sesame noodles!"

Zhang Ping smiled and said, "I heard that your sesame noodles are very authentic, but I don't know if it's true?"

"Of course it's true, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people coming."

Du San has been a little arrogant recently, and he doesn't keep his mouth shut.

He was afraid that Zhang Ping and others would not believe him, so he said, "I dare say that no one in this area makes sesame noodles better than mine. If you think mine is not authentic, I won't take your money."

Don't say it, Du San's words really surprised Zhang Ping and others.

"Why don't we try it? Maybe the sesame noodles here are really unique."

"Okay, try it. It's not the same as eating anywhere."

Zhang Ping and others naturally didn't think that Du San's sesame noodles were authentic.

The noodles tasted better than the sesame noodles made by Jiang Fan.

But what they thought in their hearts was that even if the sesame noodles made by Du San had its own unique features, it would be fine.

After all, the sesame noodles made by Jiang Fan were not comparable to everyone.

Soon the waiter came with four bowls of sesame noodles.

As for Du San, he was busy.

Zhang Ping and others took a look at the sesame noodles in front of them. On the surface, they were no different from the sesame noodles made by Jiang Fan.

It was also cucumber shreds, noodles and sesame sauce.

As for how it tasted, you can only taste it yourself.

Zhang Ping took a chopstick of noodles and tasted it.

He frowned immediately.

The cucumber shreds were not very fresh, and the noodles were a little hard and seemed a little hard.

As for the taste of sesame sauce, it was also much worse, but the salt was not less, and it was a little heavy.

This level cannot be said to be very bad, it can only be said to be average, and it is estimated that you can make it taste like this if you make it yourself.

"It's far worse."

Zhang Ping commented.

"That's right. After eating the rice and sesame noodles made by Brother Fan, I can't eat sesame noodles made by others."

"We shouldn't have come out to eat sesame noodles. Wouldn't it be delicious to have rice noodles, fried cakes, and rice bowls? Why do we have to eat sesame noodles!"

Zhang Ping and his four friends regretted it a little.

They didn't regret coming out to eat, but they regretted coming out to eat sesame noodles.

"No wonder those classmates who have eaten steamed buns made by Brother Jiang never eat steamed buns outside again.

After eating dumplings made by Brother Jiang, they never go out to eat dumplings again. It turns out that after eating a certain kind of food made by Jiang Fan, they really can't eat the same food made by others."

Zhang Ping then remembered the advice of those classmates who had eaten the food made by Jiang Fan.

"Hey, why don't you four eat it? Is it because it tastes too good and you can't bear to eat it?"

Du San came over at this time.

"Boss, we can't eat the sesame noodles you made, but we will pay for the meal."

Zhang Ping knew that they couldn't blame the boss of this restaurant for not being able to eat.

Because not only this boss, but all the snack shops within a few miles can't make the taste that Jiang Fan makes.

"You mean to say that the sesame noodles I make don't taste good?"

Du San frowned and asked.

"Yes, the taste of the sesame noodles you make is indeed far worse than that of our cafeteria."

Zhang Ping did not hide it and said directly: "But it's not your fault. After all, the sesame noodles made in our cafeteria are too delicious. It's normal that you can't compare."

"Hey, aren't you slapping me in the face by saying this?"

Du San was really angry this time.