Xiong Bingsheng nodded and chuckled,
"However, I think there’s a high probability he’ll return to his alma mater, the School of Sports, to teach. After all, he’s an Asian Gas champion."
He paused and then added,
"Professor Hans is coming tomorrow to sign the hiring agreent with the school. If Lin Yahu also returns, then just in terms of recruiting experts, there’ll be two people who chose to join Jiang University because of you, Xiaojiang. In the future, there might be more similar situations.
Right now, the school leadership is paying more and more attention to you and your Seventh Dining Hall. Without you, the golden phoenix wouldn’t be attracted here."
"Teacher Xiong, you’re too kind, too kind!"
Jiang Yu was sipping water, and he almost choked upon hearing what Xiong Bingsheng said. He hurriedly covered his mouth to avoid spitting out the water, then quickly waved his hand, repeatedly saying,
"This has nothing to do with . If the school’s strength wasn’t strong enough, they wouldn’t even consider this place!"
With that, he quickly changed the subject and asked,
"By the way, Teacher Xiong, I forgot to ask, approximately how many people will be attending the luncheon for Professor Hans tomorrow? Is there anything special the school requires for the dishes?"
"Roughly about ten people. Besides Professor Hans and his group, there are also accompanying personnel arranged from our school and the Provincial Education Departnt."
Xiong Bingsheng smiled and didn’t continue with the previous topic. He thought for a mont and said,
"As for the banquet dishes, Vice Principal He didn’t ntion anything particular. How about I ask him tomorrow morning? If there are any requirents, I’ll let you know in advance. If not, I’ll also inform you."
"Alright."
Jiang Yu nodded. He looked at his phone, feeling the ti was about right, then pointed to the two plastic bags on the coffee table and said with a smile,
"Teacher Xiong, these are the Peach Blossom Pastries I ntioned on the phone. The filling is made with fresh peach blossoms and glutinous rice flour. I brought so for you to try."
"Great, I won’t say thanks then."
Xiong Bingsheng bead with joy and continued,
"The last ti you brought those Qingming Fruits, I later shared so with Vice Principal He, Niu Wenlin, and Fan Chuliang. After tasting, they couldn’t stop praising your skills, saying they’ve never had such delicious Qingming Fruits before. They also asked to thank you for not forgetting them when making good food.
This ti, since you’ve brought so many Peach Blossom Pastries, I’ll send so over for them to taste, so they don’t keep nagging , asking if you’ve made anything delicious lately."
"Anyway, these Peach Blossom Pastries are for you, Teacher Xiong. Whoever you want to give them to is your business."
Jiang Yu couldn’t help but laugh at this. He stood up from the sofa and said,
"Teacher Xiong, let’s stop here for today. I have to get back to the cafeteria to work. If there’s anything, we can contact each other by phone."
"Alright."
Xiong Bingsheng also stood up. After seeing Jiang Yu to the door, he suddenly rembered sothing and said,
"Oh, Xiaojiang, you have your graduation defense next month. You can’t be careless about this. Make sure to prepare your thesis early so you won’t delay your graduation."
"Yes, okay, I’ll prepare in advance. Thank you, Teacher Xiong, for the reminder."
Jiang Yu didn’t ntion that he’d already completed his thesis months ago. He smiled at him and exchanged a few more words before heading downstairs.
Back at the Seventh Dining Hall, breakfast had long ended. Chen Fugui, along with so part-ti students, was busy wiping tables and mopping the floor. Seeing Jiang Yu arrive, they stopped to greet him:
"Good morning, Senior Brother!"
"Senior Brother Jiang, have you had breakfast?"
"Senior Brother, you’re here!"
"..."
Jiang Yu greeted each of them with a smile before turning to enter the first-floor kitchen.
As soon as he walked in, Ma Guoqiang enthusiastically approached him, saying,
"Boss, you missed it since you weren’t in the cafeteria earlier. The three big boxes of fresh rice noodles delivered this morning, totaling 150 pounds, were all sold out before nine!
There were still many students who wanted to buy them, but we ran out of stock, so I had to tell them to co earlier tomorrow morning."
"Is that so? Uncle Ma, you’re really skilled. Your mixed rice noodles are so delicious, that’s why they sold out so quickly and in such large quantities!"
Jiang Yu wasn’t surprised, as Ma Guoqiang’s cold mixed noodles were indeed quite tasty. This kind of food could quickly spread across the whole school if it was done well, drawing in all those who liked it to have a taste.
However, even though he thought it was normal, he understood the importance of encouraging his employees. A little praise could boost Ma Guoqiang’s enthusiasm.
"Boss, don’t say that. Without your stir-fried snow vegetables and your homade chopped chili, these rice noodles wouldn’t taste as great. I’m aware of that."
Receiving the complint, Ma Guoqiang’s face flushed red. Despite his age, he knew not to let happiness get to his head. He waved his hand with a smile and added,
"Oh right, Boss, should we order more rice noodles tomorrow? We’re running low and won’t have enough to sell.
Also, we’re out of the big bowl of snow vegetables you stir-fried today. Could I trouble you to make so more?"
"We’ve just started doing cold mixed noodles in our cafeteria, so let’s stick to this quantity for now. Uncle Ma, you’re not young anymore; too much work and I’m afraid your body might not handle it."
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