Wang Fan encountered a bit of trouble, although perhaps it wasn’t really trouble.
It was just because a student in front of him pitifully said, "Boss, could you consider us ethnic minorities when making this? We Hui people don’t eat pork, could you make so with different fillings? Maybe consider beef? A little more expensive is fine."
As soon as he finished speaking, a girl next to him pitifully said, "I also request different fillings. I’m not Hui, but I got sick of pork when I was little. To eat this fried stead bun, I have to dig out the at filling, it’s such a waste. Boss, please add so other fillings."
It turned out she wasn’t the only one, as soon as she finished speaking, a lot of people chid in.
Wang Fan really didn’t want to make other fillings.
If it was a regular task, it would be fine, but this ti the task was quite challenging, and his schedule was tight. Different fillings aren’t like running multiple businesses, they might even reduce efficiency and production capacity.
But looking at these students who were pitifully looking at him, Wang Fan ultimately softened and didn’t say no.
"Alright then, starting tomorrow morning, I’ll add soy milk, grilled sausages, and beef-filled fried buns. The soy milk is freshly ground, and the sausages are homade. You’re welco to co and try them tomorrow."
As soon as Wang Fan finished speaking, the students in line cheered.
"A bun has to be paired with so soup to be perfect."
"Thank you for your understanding, boss. I’ll definitely be here tomorrow."
"Wakakaka, even though I can eat pork, having two flavors is surely more exciting!"
"I’ll be here at seven sharp tomorrow to line up, nothing can stop from eating delicious fried buns!"
"Doesn’t it open at seven-thirty?"
"If you co at seven-thirty, you’ll be lining up to the basketball court, don’t you have any idea how many people are in line?"
Wang Fan continued smoothly serving als, but he couldn’t help but ponder a question.
"Boss, pack five fried buns one at a ti."
Upon hearing this voice, Wang Fan was stunned for a mont. When he looked up, sure enough, it was Professor Ai.
Professor Ai still had that cheerful deanor: "Your buns are truly delicious, I kept thinking about them after going ho. It’s just that my stomach can’t hold too many, otherwise I’d get more."
Hearing Professor Ai’s complint, Wang Fan felt genuinely happy, like receiving a little red flower reward from a teacher back in elentary school.
He quickly packed five fried buns and handed them to Professor Ai.
But as he watched Professor Ai leave, Wang Fan’s brow subtly furrowed.
Sothing was off, definitely off.
At seven-thirty, Wang Fan had already sold out all the fried buns.
All 2000 fried buns were sold out, and there were still many students unwilling to leave.
"Boss, can’t you prepare more? Are you lacking confidence in your stead buns?"
Shen Cong was very dissatisfied because she couldn’t buy the delicious buns.
Wang Fan spread his hands helplessly, "This is already my maximum capacity. After all, they’re made fresh on the spot. If I made more, mistakes might happen, and it would affect the taste."
Shen Cong sighed and left disappointed, while other students in line reluctantly went to other stalls to eat.
The other food stall owners were both curious and envious of this new fried bun stall. Curious about when the stall makeover was completed and envious of the long queues.
Having been in business for so many years, they had seen all kinds of exotic foods, but they had never seen a stall with such a long line, it felt like they had hired actors.
Yet many familiar faces in line indicated that these weren’t actors.
But seeing this bun stall closed at around 7 o’clock, these stall owners were happy again.
It’s important to know that Kainan University not only has the Science Faculty’s second cafeteria but also the first and third cafeterias. Having such a popular stall brings in students, increasing the chance for their own businesses as well.
Wang Fan quickly cleaned up the kitchen, but there was no sign of Zhuo Qianqian and her friends coming out of the private room.
He knocked on the door, and upon hearing an "enter," Wang Fan pushed the door open and imdiately noticed the empty eight plates on the table.
Seeing those eight plates wiped clean, Wang Fan had a sinking feeling.
Uh-oh, were these girls going to complain about the small portions?
"Did you all get enough to eat?"
He asked this rather cautiously, fearing the four girls might tell him, "Your portions are too small."
Li Jing and the others struggled to stand up, thanked Wang Fan, and said, "Thank you for the hospitality, brother-in-law. We’re already very full, please take care of our Qianqian from now on!"
Wang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, while also feeling amused by their antics. Even with a college degree, these freshn girls called him brother-in-law...
But it seed he had already passed the roommate test.
Jiang Chenchen and her companions politely thanked Wang Fan again for his hospitality, then supported each other as they left, consciously not being the third wheel.
Zhuo Qianqian’s stomach must have so special structure, she ate plenty but seed in better shape than the other three.
The two of them strolled around campus like any other student couple.
There was a cherry blossom grove on the Kainan University campus, and thanks to excellent maintenance, even though cherry blossom season had passed, the blossoms were still in full bloom.
Each cherry blossom was very delicate, with five petals surrounding a pale yellow pistil, emitting a faint fragrance.
The dim lights added a touch of mystery to the cherry blossoms, making them even more enchanting. The light filtered through the petal gaps, creating patterns of mottled shadows on the ground.
A gentle breeze stirred the cherry trees, causing a cascade of petals to fall like pink snowflakes. Zhuo Qianqian ran a few steps to stand beneath the floral shower, looking like a flower spirit.
And then...
Wang Fan lovingly and amusingly picked the petals off Zhuo Qianqian’s hair and clothes.
It turned out that even flower spirits draped in petals have to pick them off one by one.
Many students around watched them and couldn’t help but giggle, making Zhuo Qianqian quite annoyed.
"Oh dear, it wasn’t like this before."
Zhuo Qianqian felt she was being targeted by the cherry trees. Before, only a few petals fell, but this ti, as if by whim, the whole lot rained down. It’s like the difference between a drizzle, which is poetic, and a downpour, which leaves you drenched.
"Don’t you know the cherry blossom season is at the end of April? It’s thanks to the gardeners that these are still hanging on. At this ti, they’re bound to fall in batches."
After explaining, Wang Fan suddenly asked, "Has Professor Ai always had such a small appetite?"
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