"Alright, alright, go ahead and tell your important news first."
Niu Wenlin saw that Xiong Bingsheng was getting anxious and couldn’t help but laugh.
He lifted his head to glance at the other person, then continued brewing tea while asking,
"You said it’s about food, so what exactly is it?"
"There’s a new stall on the first floor of the second cafeteria this sester, called ’Jiang Family Soup Dumplings’ shop, have you heard of it?"
Xiong Bingsheng thought for a mont and said,
"This shop is not ordinary; the food made by the owner is so delicious it could make soone swallow their tongue!
Every alti, hundreds of students line up at the window, the line stretches all the way out to the main entrance of the cafeteria.
You wouldn’t believe it, I only tried it once, but I still can’t forget it, now eating food made by others is just tasteless."
"There’s such a small shop in the second cafeteria?"
Hearing Xiong Bingsheng’s words, Niu Wenlin seed a bit surprised.
It’s not that he didn’t believe what the other person said, the shop is right on campus, anyone could ask about it, Xiong Bingsheng has no reason to lie.
He just found it a bit strange, if the shop owner truly had such exceptional skills, why would they want to run a small shop in the school cafeteria?
Whether he becos the chef in a big hotel or opens a private restaurant, surely he’d earn more and have an easier ti than now.
"You don’t know either?"
Xiong Bingsheng saw Niu Wenlin looking puzzled and couldn’t help but laugh, saying,
"I wouldn’t have known either unless I accidentally went to the second cafeteria once."
"Other than occasionally having a drink with you, I usually eat at ho, how would I know?"
Niu Wenlin glanced at him, replying with a bit of annoyance,
"Besides, the second cafeteria is a student cafeteria, and even if teachers eat at the cafeteria, they usually go to the faculty cafeteria."
"You’re right, that’s why most teachers don’t know about this, and even if so have heard, they’re probably too embarrassed to stand in line with students for food."
Xiong Bingsheng nodded with a smile, teasing,
"Imagine if one day all the faculty at our university know there’s such a shop in the second cafeteria, wouldn’t they all report it to the principal?"
"Why would they report it?" Niu Wenlin felt confused. "What’s it got to do with ?"
"All the cafeterias at the university are under your supervision, yet the best food is in the student cafeteria. Comparing the two, the faculty cafeteria’s food looks like pig slop!"
Xiong Bingsheng put down his teacup and smiled at Niu Wenlin,
"You tell , wouldn’t the teachers feel resentful if they want to eat but can’t? Who else would they bla but you, the logistics manager of the cafeterias?"
"Hmph, I bet the teacher who wants to eat but can’t, and feels resentful inside is none other than you?"
Niu Wenlin took a sip of his tea, waved his hand, and said with a smile,
"Alright, alright, stop scaring . Just tell , what do you want to do?"
"Heh heh, you’re still the reliable old buddy!"
Xiong Bingsheng wasn’t phased by being found out and continued with a laugh,
"It’s a small thing for you! The shop in the second cafeteria is too small, only about 20 square ters. Could you get him a larger stall?
Think about it, if this works out, the young owner might even open a dedicated window for faculty, it would be a welfare for the teachers."
"A larger stall?"
Upon hearing this, Niu Wenlin felt that it might be a bit tricky.
The stalls in the school cafeterias are signed on an annual basis, so even for three to five years; even if soone doesn’t want to run a shop, they usually wait until the end of the year to consider it. It’s just the beginning of the sester, where am I supposed to find a large stall for him now?
He thought about it and said,
"This might be hard to arrange. How about this, I’ll help you ask the shop owners privately when I have so ti, and if anyone doesn’t want to continue running their stall, I’ll let you know in advance?"
"Alright, I’ll trouble you with this then!"
Although Xiong Bingsheng wasn’t involved in logistics, he knew that cafeteria stall leasing seed simple but was actually quite complicated, so he didn’t say much more and laughed,
"Didn’t you say you wanted to buy a drink? It’s almost ti to get off work, shall we head to our usual spot?"
"Let’s go, let’s go! I’ve been on a business trip for so many days without a drop of alcohol, I’ve long been craving it!"
The two old n chatted and laughed as they walked out of the office door.
As Xiong Bingsheng walked, he thought smugly to himself:
Just wait, after dinner, I’ll take you to Xiaojiang’s shop for a visit.
After you taste the soup dumplings and mouthwatering chicken, you won’t even need to urge you about the stall, you’ll be the one getting anxious!
...
First floor of the second cafeteria, "Jiang Family Soup Dumplings" shop.
Halfway through dinner service, the line at the window was still long, with students standing in an orderly manner, no one cutting in line or making a fuss.
At the counter, Yan Tongtong, Li Yue, and another were bustling about, while in the back kitchen, Jiang Yu wrapped the soup dumplings he was working on and placed them in the stear at his side, then stood up from his chair.
He patted the flour off his hands and body, stretched his sore wrists and neck, and then spoke to Lu Shuwu:
"Brother Xiao Wu, no need to make any more dumplings, I don’t think we’ll even sell out what we’ve already made tonight."
"Okay."
Lu Shuwu nodded, smiling as he said,
"There’s still about an hour until closing ti, these soup dumplings will definitely sell. It’s just that our window is small, if it were bigger and the students lined up two by two, I bet we could sell double the amount."
"That would wear us out."
Jiang Yu said as he took a thick notebook from a drawer at his side and carefully started flipping through it.
This notebook contained the insights from Lu Jinseng’s decades-long culinary career, not only with Xiang cuisine recipes but also on knife skill, ladling techniques, and various culinary skills—truly a "family secret" passed down by Lu Jinseng.
At the ti, Lu Chunming’s eyes were full of reluctance when he saw Lu Jinseng handing it to Jiang Yu.
Jiang Yu pretended not to notice and naturally accepted the notebook.
In reality, Jiang Yu didn’t really need the Xiang cuisine recipes or Lu Jinseng’s insights into various dishes.
With the Gourt System, whether Xiang or Sichuan cuisine, unique recipes could be exchanged from the System Mall, and the dishes he made were just as good as anyone else’s.
What he truly needed were the basic skills of knife work and ladling, which Lu Chunming least valued.
As he continued to look through it, Jiang Yu suddenly stood up, grabbed a few washed cucumbers from a nearby crate, and began slicing them with his knife...
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