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

The old man was very happy.

Du San felt that since so many people came to eat here, he felt that his sesame noodles were delicious.

Otherwise, why would so many students come to eat here?

"Boss, don't get excited. We are not belittling you by saying that your sesame noodles are not as delicious as those made in our cafeteria."

Zhang Ping explained.

"Okay, if you say that I am not as delicious as those made in other restaurants, I might not be angry.

But you said that my sesame noodles are not as delicious as those made in your cafeteria. Aren't you burying me?"

Du San felt very aggrieved.

It is well known that the food made in the cafeteria of Shanhe University is terrible.

Otherwise, these students would not come out to eat.

Now these students actually said that the sesame noodles they made were not as delicious as the ones made in their cafeteria. Isn't this humiliating him?

"Boss, I think you misunderstood. There is a window in our cafeteria that makes delicious food."

"Yes, the food made in that window is better than those made in star-rated hotels."

"In fact, it is indeed inappropriate to compare you with the window in our cafeteria. After all, it has lowered the standard of the window in our cafeteria."

Zhang Ping's companion also said.

"You are actually lying with your eyes open, saying that there is a window in your cafeteria that makes food that is better than the food made in star-rated hotels?"

Du San was almost laughed at by these people.

"Okay, okay, there are so many students from your school here, let's ask them."

Du Ping said this and looked at the students who were eating around.

"Tell me, is there a window in your school cafeteria that makes delicious food?"

In fact, when Du San and Zhang Ping were arguing, they had already alarmed these students.

When these students heard Du San question the food cooked at window number 12 of their school, they were a little angry.

However, they felt that Zhang Ping and his four people were bullying the boss for arguing with him. If they took the initiative to stand up and argue, they would be bullying the boss even more.

So although they were angry, they didn't say anything.

Now Du San took the initiative to ask them. Then they had to say something.

"Really not!"

"The food cooked at that window in our cafeteria is not only a hundred times better than yours, but also ten thousand times better."

"I'm sorry, boss. Although I come to your house every day for dinner, this time I want to stand at the window of our school cafeteria, because the food cooked at that window is simply too delicious."

Everyone around said.

At first, Du San thought these people would speak for him.

Not to mention that the food in that cafeteria is really bad, there are many of his old customers among these people.

Even if the food cooked in their school cafeteria can barely compare with his, they will speak for him.

Unexpectedly, after listening for a while, Du San's face turned ugly.

Why are these people speaking for their canteen?

You know, when these people came to eat here before, they complained the most about the canteen of their school.

Unpalatable, not fresh, and strange smell are basically the labels of that canteen.

But why did these people change their temper now, and actually speak for the canteen of their school one by one?

"Are you bullying me, an outsider?"

Du San frowned and asked, "Otherwise, why do you all praise the good food in your school? If what you said is true, why would you come out to eat?"

"Boss, let me tell you."

Zhang Ping said, "The food cooked in our canteen is indeed unpalatable, but we are talking about the delicious food cooked in one of the windows of the canteen.

It's a pity that this window is not big, and only 200 to 300 meals are cooked every day. They don't cook more than that.

Think about it, there are so many of us, how can 200 to 300 meals be enough for us? eat?"

"And do you know why we came to your place to eat sesame noodles?"

"Why?"

Du San subconsciously asked: "Isn't it because the sesame noodles I made are delicious?"

"No, it's because that window is making sesame noodles these days, and we can't eat the sesame noodles from that window, so we came out to eat."

Zhang Ping said: "To be honest, we have eaten the sesame noodles from that window, so we can't eat sesame noodles at all when we come to your place today."

"Is it true? The food made by that window is really

Is it really that delicious?"

Du San frowned and asked, "Are you not sent by my competitors to fool me?"

"Our cafeteria window No. 12, you go and take a look and you will know."

Zhang Ping said, "But I guess you are just taking a look, because you can't buy a meal there at all."

"Can't I pay?"

Du Ping smiled and said, "You buy a bowl of sesame paste noodles for ten yuan, I pay twenty yuan, I don't believe I can't buy it."

"You may not be able to buy it even if you pay a hundred yuan."

Zhang Ping smiled.

Du San naturally didn't believe it, but Zhang Ping still patiently explained to him the process of selling meals at window No. 12.

This made Du San stunned.

In fact, not only Du San didn't believe it, but the owners of several noodle shops around him also didn't believe it.

They also encountered the same situation as Du San, which made these owners gather together in their spare time.

"This window No. 12 is not that weird, right? "

"I don't know, but we can go and have a look, so we can know each other better."

"It is necessary to take a look. If the food at window No. 12 is really that delicious, I am afraid our future life will be difficult."

"I heard that several restaurants are not going to sell dumplings recently. I wonder if it is because of window No. 12?"

"Don't say it, it is really possible."

The bosses discussed it and decided to go to window No. 12 in the afternoon.

They went straight to the cafeteria.

At this time, Jiang Fan's business had just closed, and Jiang Xinxin and others were eating here.

Jiang Fan was cleaning up.

Du San and others quickly arrived at window No. 12.

The window was not closed, and Du San and others said directly: "Do you still have sesame noodles? If you do, give us five servings."

There were five of them in total.

"Did you get the red envelope? If not, you can't buy food from me. "

Jiang Fan said.

"We are not students, but we heard that the sesame noodles you make here are delicious. We don't believe it, so we came to try it ourselves and take a look."

Du San smiled and said, "Although we don't have red envelopes, we can buy it at double the price."

"Buy it at double the price for us."

Others also said.

In their opinion, as long as they pay, the other party will not refuse to sell them food.

After all, no one can resist money.