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

The four of Jiang Xinxin were all in the dormitory.

No one went out to eat.

Jiang Xinxin spent the whole afternoon thinking about what Li Dandan and Jiang Fan had said.

She wanted to ask, but she finally held back.

At this time, her Feixin rang.

Xiao Zuanfeng: Come over to eat, I left egg fried rice for you.

Xiao Zuanfeng: There is also a dish you like.

A dish I like?

Jiang Xinxin was a little strange. She likes to eat sugar crispy pork tenderloin, but you don’t know?

“We will be there soon.”

Although she didn’t know what Jiang Fan said, Jiang Xinxin still said that she would be there soon.

“Let’s go, follow me if you want to eat.”

Jiang Xinxin yelled.

"Are you going to Jiang Fan's place?"

Dong Mingming asked.

And Shen Yanyan packed up her yoga mat very straightforwardly.

Li Dandan didn't ask any more questions and just left.

The four of them soon arrived at the cafeteria.

Although window number 12 was closed, when they got closer, they found that the light inside was still on.

As soon as they pushed the door open, Jiang Xinxin smelled a sour and sweet smell.

Dong Mingming and the others' eyes lit up, and the smell was very good.

Of course, there was also the smell of fried rice in the air, which made them very excited.

"Wow!"

"It's really sweet and sour pork!"

Jiang Xinxin saw the sweet and sour pork at a glance, and immediately Jiang Xinxin stomped her feet in excitement.

"Xiao Zuanfeng, how did you know that I like sweet and sour pork?"

"I'm so touched!"

Jiang Xinxin grabbed Jiang Fan's arm and shook it non-stop.

Jiang Xinxin naturally knew Jiang Fan's name, but she liked to call Jiang Fan by his Feixin name, Xiao Zuanfeng.

"Li Dandan said that. This is my first time making it, so I wonder how it tastes."

"It must be delicious!"

Jiang Xinxin said with certainty.

As a foodie, Jiang Xinxin likes to eat sweet and sour pork tenderloin, so she has naturally visited many shops to taste sweet and sour pork tenderloin.

But no restaurant has ever made sweet and sour pork tenderloin with such a good color.

The red tomato sauce is very bright in color, and the soup is very thick.

A closer look shows that the tomato soup is still shining, and the pork tenderloin strips wrapped in it also exude a burst of meaty aroma.

"Don't look at it, sit down and eat."

Jiang Fan called out.

Without Jiang Fan's call, Dong Mingming and the other two had already gathered around.

Jiang Xinxin took the lead in picking up a pork tenderloin strip, and she took a light bite.

The thick tomato sauce immediately entered Jiang Xinxin's mouth.

A sweet and sour taste immediately spread on her tongue.

The sourness was due to the ketchup and white vinegar, and the sweetness was due to the large spoonful of white sugar she added.

Jiang Xinxin took a look at the tenderloin strips that she had bitten off.

She found that the tenderloin strips were very crisp and the cooking time was just right.

"It's so delicious. Take a bite, and the sweet and sour taste will immediately fill your mouth!"

Dong Mingming's voice rang out.

Jiang Xinxin came back to her senses. She saw that the full plate of sweet and sour pork tenderloin was already one-third less.

The most ruthless one was Shen Yanyan, the little girl.

She had said before that she wanted to keep in shape and not eat at night.

What happened?

She ate the most among the four people, and ate the fastest.

"Yanyan, aren't you trying to keep in shape? Why are you eating so much?"

Jiang Xinxin muttered.

"Did I eat a lot? I just thought it tasted good so I ate a little bit?"

Shen Yanyan raised her head and looked at Jiang Xinxin with watery eyes and said aggrievedly: "If you dislike me for eating too much, then I won't eat!"

"Eat, eat!"

What can Jiang Xinxin say?

Among the four people, if you want to say who is the best at pretending to be aggrieved, I'm afraid it has to be Shen Yanyan.

In less than five minutes, the plate of sweet and sour pork tenderloin was divided into four portions.

"Fortunately, I tried a few pieces at the beginning, otherwise I really couldn't grab any to eat."

Jiang Fan thought with some relief on the side.

At this time, several people in some dormitories were discussing something with their heads down.

"I've decided to get up at 5:30 tomorrow!"

"Is 5:30 too early? It'll be just dawn then."

"It's not early anymore. The grandsons next door get up at 6 to line up. They usually sleep until 8."

"Okay, let's set the alarm for 5:30. Let's set it so that no one can wake everyone up."

Another dormitory.

"I didn't get to eat steamed buns in the No. 12 canteen today, so I had to eat something else, but now I find I can't eat anything else."

"Me too, I had snail noodles at noon, but I vomited!

But the boss was pretty good. Not only did he not ask me for money, but he gave me ten yuan instead, just asking me to leave quickly!"

"Let's get down to business. I plan to line up in the canteen at 5:30 tomorrow!"

"5:30 is a bit early, and it's a bit uncomfortable to get up, but it's even more uncomfortable not to have their steamed buns and fried rice!"

"Then 5:30!"

The third dormitory.

"Let's make a deal, get up at 5:30 to line up!"

"Agreed!"

"Agreed!"

There are many dormitories like this.

Not only the boys' dormitories, but also the girls' dormitories.

They all set a wake-up time of 5:30.

Although it's light at 5:30, for these students, getting up before 8 o'clock is amazing.

Therefore, 5:30 is already very early.

No one will get up at this time.

Because of the system space, Jiang Fan can buy more ingredients every time.

So he doesn't have to go to the farmer's market these two days.

In addition, he lives in school, so Jiang Fan set the alarm a little later.

6 o'clock.

Half an hour to mix the dough, half an hour to mix the stuffing, and another half an hour to make the steamed buns.

It will be around 7:50 when the first pot comes out.

There is plenty of time.

And the task given by the system today is to sell 300 steamed buns in the morning, and there is no specified time.

That means it can be sold before 12 noon.

There is a specified time for fried rice, but it is before 9 o'clock, and the number of portions is still 100.

There is plenty of time.

Sleep!

Jiang Fan has not had a good sleep since he got the system!

Even today, although the window was closed early, it is already 10 o'clock now.

The next morning!

The sound of alarm clocks was everywhere in the dormitory building.

Usually, they would not wake up even if the alarm clock rang eight times, but now they got up as soon as the alarm clock rang.

"Hurry up and line up. If we can get there one minute earlier, we may be the first in line!"

"Think about the steamed buns and egg fried rice from window number 12 this morning. Do you have any reason to stay in bed?"

"It makes sense. I'm not going to sleep anymore!"

"Keep your voice down. Don't wake up the people next door!"

"Understood!"

If you wake up one more person at this time, you may have one more opponent.

After a simple wash, these people left the dormitory building.

"Why are so many people up?"

"Maybe they are jogging in the morning?"

"No, your joggers are jogging in the cafeteria?"

Gradually, some people found something wrong!