"Let’s go, let’s head to the Science and Tech Second Canteen for pan-fried dumplings."
"Those pan-fried dumplings are absolutely delicious. Get a bowl of snail noodles at noon and add so pan-fried dumplings. Slurp a bite of noodles and take a bite of a stead bun. It’s just too satisfying."
Zhang Zhaoyang thought of the owner and got angry.
He really wanted to resist buying pan-fried dumplings, but the fresh taste seed to linger in his mouth, which made him unconsciously recomnd them to his friends.
"Guys, let’s go try out the newly opened pan-fried dumplings at the Science and Tech Second Canteen. Those little buns burst with juice in one bite, and they’re indeed delicious. Just one thing, whatever you do, don’t argue with the owner about why one dumpling costs 1 yuan but five cost 10 yuan. It’s not worth the lifespan reduction."
"Bang!"
Cheng Mingyu slapped the table: "Even if the Emperor himself ca, 1 yuan each should an 5 yuan for five!"
Zhang Zhaoyang rubbed his faintly aching forehead, "Forget it, let’s go. If we’re late, we won’t even be able to get in line."
He saw the long queue in the morning when he left. When he ca back unsatisfied and wanted to get so more, he found out the queue stretched all the way to the first floor. He deeply felt the terrifying appeal of these pan-fried dumplings.
However, he clearly underestimated their draw.
When he went back, not only had the queue reached the first floor, but it was also spilling outside the main entrance!
After just a morning’s word of mouth, even students from other departnts were flocking to try these juicy pan-fried dumplings at the newly opened stall in the Science and Tech Second Canteen.
"Hiss..."
Zhang Zhaoyang took a sharp breath. The queue was ridiculously long!
Cheng Mingyu exclaid in shock, "Wow, do we really have to exaggerate this much? I’ve never heard of any canteen food that requires such a long queue."
Zhang Zhaoyang recalled the taste from the morning, "If you had tried it, you wouldn’t think it’s an exaggeration."
"Hehe, what’s so delicious?"
They were chatting when a voice suddenly chid in, and then a lean figure in a black Zhongshan suit walked over.
Upon hearing the voice, Zhang Zhaoyang instinctively stood up straight and said, "Hello, Professor Ai!"
"Hello, Professor Ai."
"Hello, Mr. Ai."
Not only him, but everyone who heard the voice spontaneously greeted in unison.
With a kindly smile, Professor Ai greeted back, "Hello, everyone. What are you queuing for? What’s so delicious here?"
Zhang Zhaoyang quickly replied, "Professor Ai, there’s a new pan-fried dumpling stall here. I tried it this morning, and it’s really good."
Professor Ai laughed, "Really? Such a long queue must an it’s special. I’ll queue to try it too."
"Please, take my spot ahead of ."
Zhang Zhaoyang stepped back, imdiately giving up his spot, "I wouldn’t dare stand in front of you."
Faced with this sowhat lean person, students of Kainan University genuinely respected him. Standing in front of him felt like being an unconscionable bad guy.
Before Professor Ai could say anything, he was already ushered to the front by Zhang Zhaoyang and the others.
The person in front shuffled aside like a rabbit with an arrow in its rump, "Professor Ai, take my spot!"
After that, he gave up his place and stood behind Zhang Zhaoyang and the others, who also moved backward, letting him stand in front of them behind Professor Ai.
And then...
"Mr. Ai, please stand in front of !"
"Professor Ai, I wouldn’t dare be in front of you."
"Professor Ai, co, have my spot."
One by one, as they saw Professor Ai behind them, they all let this teacher, who looked no different from any ordinary elderly man, stand in front of them, then went to queue at the back. Those behind them also automatically made way for him to stand ahead.
It was like a ga, as they humorously passed him from one person to another.
Helplessly surrounded and ushered by the students, Professor Ai found himself moving forward. He couldn’t resist, as a fifty-year-old little old man couldn’t compete in strength with these twenty-sothing young n.
But seeing students ahead making way and those behind automatically filling in the gap made him feel gratified.
He always believed that a person’s character is most important, followed by knowledge and ability. In these vibrant students, he saw what he cherished most.
The future looks promising!
Wang Fan noticed the disorderly queue and found it strange, as if soone was being pushed forward. Upon seeing who it was, Wang Fan was surprised. It turned out to be the professor who had given a lecture in the amphitheater that morning.
Professor Ai was now at the window, and seeing the sign hanging there made him chuckle.
"Interesting, 1 yuan each, 10 yuan for five. Then I’ll have one plus one plus one plus one, hahaha."
Wang Fan’s face flushed red as he hurriedly said, "Just tell how many you want directly. I attended your lecture this morning, and it was truly inspiring."
Professor Ai chuckled, "I thought you looked familiar. Were you sitting in the second-to-last seat in the back row?"
Wang Fan was even more surprised. He thought Professor Ai’s familiarity was just a polite remark but didn’t expect him to know exactly where he sat.
"Did I disturb your lecture?"
Professor Ai shook his head, "Not at all. If you enjoy it, co again. I’ve scanned 5 yuan for five; rember to pack five pan-fried dumplings for , hahaha."
Wang Fan deftly packed the dumplings and added a dish of vinegar to the plate.
Professor Ai appreciatively looked at the plate, "Not bad, the appearance of these dumplings already makes them seem very appetizing."
Wang Fan quickly added, "Be careful when you eat them. It’s best to bite a small hole first to let the broth out so it won’t burn or splatter on your clothes."
Professor Ai nodded, "I’ve learned sothing. If they taste good, I’ll bring a few old buddies next ti. But since their digestion isn’t great, make sure to use clean ingredients."
Wang Fan promised, "Don’t worry. The stuffing is freshly prepared every morning, with top-quality fresh at. They’re made and fried on the spot, so nothing is from the previous day. If they don’t taste good, feel free to ruin my reputation."
The man in front of him wasn’t very tall or robust, but he had a pleasant expression. However, Wang Fan felt an uneasy stiffness, like a primary school student facing the headteacher.
"Alright, I’ll give them a try. If they’re good, I’ll be back for more, haha."
After saying that, Professor Ai chuckled and walked away with the plate, looking for a seat when he spotted a familiar figure.
His eyes lit up, and he approached with the plate, "You little girl, still rember to co back? You’ve been gone for half a month, haven’t you?"
"Eh?"
Zhuo Qianqian froze, still chewing half a bun when she looked up.
"Professor Ai? You found this spot too?"
"Hello, Professor Ai."
Li Jing and the others greeted him and quickly shuffled to make room for Professor Ai.
"You were away for so long. Have you fallen behind with your coursework?"
Zhuo Qianqian quickly chewed and swallowed the bun, "No, no, I finished everything in advance before leaving. Professor Ai, you look like you’ve lost weight again."
Professor Ai burst into laughter, "Because of you, with no one inviting for good food while you’re away, I’ve only gotten thinner."
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