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

After Jiang Fan finished his work, he saw that it was already past ten o'clock. He quickly packed up and prepared to go back. When he arrived at the bus stop, he saw that the last bus had passed. Jiang Fan gritted his teeth and took a taxi back. He took a shower and went to sleep. He had to get up early tomorrow, after all, there were still a hundred servings of egg fried rice waiting for him. However, Jiang Fan was not afraid of not being able to complete the task, after all, many people had already given him money in advance. "I have to continue steaming the shaomai, many people like to eat it, and..." Jiang Fan fell asleep thinking about it. He set the alarm clock for 4:30. It looks early, but in fact, there is not much time. It takes nearly an hour to take the bus, and you have to buy ingredients in the middle.

This time Jiang Fan directly bought 30 kilograms of beef and 30 kilograms of mutton.

This made Uncle Chen very happy.

"By the way, did you bring me some steamed buns?"

Uncle Chen asked.

"No, they were all sold out yesterday, but I will definitely bring you a few tomorrow for you to try!"

Jiang Fan then remembered that he forgot to bring some steamed buns for Uncle Chen.

"It doesn't matter, you can bring it tomorrow."

Uncle Chen didn't say anything. In fact, he also heard Zhang Xue say how delicious Jiang Fan's steamed buns were.

But Uncle Chen didn't take it to heart, just mentioned it casually.

He had eaten a lot of steamed buns, and he had eaten good ones, but how delicious could a young man make steamed buns?

"Do you want me to help you deliver these things to your school?"

Seeing that Jiang Fan was struggling, Uncle Chen offered to help.

"No, but if you can give me a cheaper price, I will really thank you."

Jiang Fan has a system space, and it has reached two cubic meters.

Storing dozens of kilograms of beef and mutton is no problem.

Of course, the compressed steamer is also in the system space.

This pot is so magical that Jiang Fan is worried about leaving it in the cafeteria.

If it is lost, his loss will be great.

And this pot is so magical that if someone finds it, he will not be able to explain it clearly.

After buying the ingredients, Jiang Fan came to the school cafeteria.

Wow, almost all the windows are open.

You know, there are only a few open at this time.

Jiang Fan saw that there were the most students in front of his window, and a long queue had formed.

If other bosses saw a long queue in front of their windows, they would be very happy.

But Jiang Fan couldn't be happy, because many people had already booked today's steamed buns and egg fried rice yesterday.

But these people came to line up early in the morning, anyway, they came to support him.

Jiang Fan didn't want to disappoint them.

Sometimes being too good is a burden.

How do I make steamed buns so delicious?

If they were a little bit worse, wouldn’t I have this worry?

Look at You Dianxian, he doesn’t have this worry.

“Jiang Fan, why are you so sad?”

Zhang Xue had seen Jiang Fan a long time ago, but she didn’t know why Jiang Fan looked so sad and stood there motionless.

So she quietly came out and pulled Jiang Fan: “Don’t stand there, hurry up and make steamed buns.”

Jiang Fan nodded and came to his window.

"Boss, I'm the first one today. I must buy steamed buns today!"

"My girlfriend said that she must eat your steamed buns today, otherwise she will break up with me. Fortunately, I'm the second one!"

"Last night, my roommate bought a fried rice with egg. It tasted so delicious, but he didn't let me eat it.

Fortunately, I'm the third one today. I bought fried rice and ate it in front of him, and he didn't let him eat it!"

Seeing Jiang Fan coming, the students in the front line said one after another.

The smile on his face never disappeared.

Jiang Fan didn't know how to speak. People came to line up early in the morning to buy his steamed buns.

How could he ask them to leave?

He couldn't speak, he really couldn't speak!

But what about the students who gave money?

Should I return the money to them?

Whether they accept it or not is still a question.

Besides, I don't have the money to return it now. I bought a compressed steamer last night.

Jiang Fan was a bit overwhelmed.

Ding!

Jiang Fan's phone rang, it was a FeiXin message.

Jiang Fan opened it and saw that it was from the fairy.

"Order 20 Shaomai!"

Twenty Shaomai asked

It's not a big deal.

Jiang Xinxin had helped him after all, so it's not a big deal to leave them a few steamed buns.

What's more, Jiang Xinxin was considerate and only asked for twenty steamed buns.

It's really not a big deal.

Jiang Fan was typing, preparing to reply to the fairy.

Ding!

The fairy sent another message.

"I heard that the fried rice you made tastes very good, leave me four portions!"

Huh?

Jiang Fan frowned, four portions directly?

No, I can only give them two portions of fried rice.

Ding!

The fairy sent another kissing expression.

Forget it, four portions will do.

Jiang Fan replied that it was okay, and then put away his phone.

Mixing dough, making stuffing, rolling dough, and pinching steamed buns.

Jiang Fan quickly became busy.

...

"Li Dandan, what are you doing?"

Jiang Xinxin looked at the kissing expression and was a little confused.

She wanted to say that it was not hers, but the little witch Li Dandan.

But would Jiang Fan believe it?

"It's just a kissing expression, it's nothing, why don't you withdraw it."

Li Dandan said casually.

"Do you want to... withdraw it?"

Jiang Xinxin muttered, "It seems that the time has passed and it can't be withdrawn."

In fact, it was only one minute, and it was completely possible to withdraw it, but I don't know why Jiang Xinxin didn't withdraw it.

"How about it, fairy, did he agree to our forty steamed buns?"

Dong Mingming asked, sticking his head out from the upper bunk.

Because it was summer, Dong Mingming wore very little, and his white skin was exposed.

"He agreed, but our little fairy only asked for twenty steamed buns."

Li Dandan said, "I guess he was afraid that Jiang Fan would be embarrassed."

"I heard that there were a lot of people queuing up, and we can eat twenty steamed buns without queuing up, which is already very good."

Jiang Xinxin explained.

"There are a lot of people queuing, but Jiang Fan seems to be in trouble."

At this time, Shen Yanyan held up her mobile phone and said.

"Jiang Fan is in trouble?"

Dong Mingming, Li Dandan and Jiang Xinxin all ran to Shen Yanyan's bed.

"You don't know how to put on some clothes."

"What are you afraid of as a woman?"

Dong Mingming and Li Dandan said carelessly.

Only Jiang Xinxin blushed a little.

"I joined a mutual aid group for grabbing steamed buns last night. It said that many people gave money to Jiang Fan last night, which was considered to be a reservation for today's steamed buns and fried rice.

But today, many people ran to his place to queue up. What do you think Jiang Fan will do?"

Shen Yanyan looked at Jiang Xinxin with some concern.

"He won't be happy. Some people paid in advance, and some people ran to queue up early in the morning. Of course he is happy."

Li Dandan said.

"If he could make so many siu mai, he would be happy, but he can't!

Do you think he can drive away those people who lined up early in the morning?"

Shen Yanyan said directly.