The hot stove fire brought up the boiling smoke. Two iron pots in the kitchen were filled with noodles and dried flour. Dong Jianshan held the fried spoon in his hand and kept flipping the pot. The two pots started working at the same time, and they still seemed very at ease. In the other kitchen, Wang Hao finally let Qin Feng see his magical skills of scooping that he had been boasting about. A large pot of fried rice with eggs was flying in the pot. It was not very exciting, but it was enough to scare the few aunts who only knew home-cooked craftsmanship and Su Tang, who could not even know home-cooked craftsmanship.

"It's time to get the pot! Get the bowl!" Dong Jianshan shouted.

Upon hearing this, the aunt immediately ran over to attack Dong Jianshan.

Dong Jianshan was very strong. He lifted the pot with one hand, shook his wrist and made a ball of dough thread with a spoonful. He banged ten times, 5 portions of fried noodles and 5 portions of fried noodles were dried into the bowl.

Qin Feng took out the plastic bag and put it on the bowl, flipped the mouth of the bowl, and put it in a bag. Then he returned to Wang Hao, took the fried wontons as he had prepared, grabbed a handful of disposable chopsticks, and hurriedly ran towards No. 18 Middle School.

When he ran to the school gate, Liu Yajing had been waiting for a long time.

Qin Feng handed over a dozen bags of lunch to her and said quickly: "Please take these bags first, and the rest will come soon. The seaweed soup cannot be delivered. Please ask if pearl milk tea or something is OK?"

Liu Yajing nodded, turned around and left in a hurry.

It was already around 12:00 at this time, and suddenly there were so many mouths waiting for dinner, and it was like fighting.

Qin Feng hurried back to the store. As soon as he took a breath, the fried rice from Wang Hao was out of the pot. As soon as Qin Feng finished packing, Liu Yajing called and asked for 16 cups of sago, 12 cups of pearl milk tea and 13 cups of almond rot.

When Qin Feng received the order, he had no choice but to put down the things in his hand first. Then he rushed to make drinks.

Even though there are two cup sealers in the store, the speed of making the drinks is still slow. Before Qin Feng can get the drinks out, the second pot on Dong Jianshan will be released first.

"Boss, please send the things first. Otherwise, the fried rice will be kept in the bag for a long time and the taste will be bad." Wang Hao reminded from the side.

When Qin Feng heard that it was reasonable, he asked the two aunts to continue making drinks. He and Wang Hao ran to school with dozens of bags of lunch. While running, he summarized his experience and said: "In the future, we should make a few sealed cold drinks in advance, and we are not afraid of not being able to sell them."

Wang Hao's hindshots were thunderous and he replied loudly: "I have thought of this a long time ago. I'm just afraid that you won't accept your opinion!"

The second trip came to the school gate. After waiting for almost 3 minutes, more than a dozen people came.

The girls were so hungry that they rushed out of the communication room and went up to shout, "I am fried noodles" and "I am milk tea". While hearing Qin Feng felt ache, he snatched all the things in his hands in minutes.

Liu Yajing took the thing and said, "I'm going to have a good meal. I'll let them come down and get it by themselves in the next trip!"

While speaking, he took out a handful of change and handed it to Qin Feng, adding: "The money for cold drinks is all here."

Qin Feng was a rare casual person. He didn't even count and stuffed all into his pocket.

...

It was not until early 12:4 that Qin Feng's cell phone stopped moving.

In 4 minutes, Qin Feng ran back and forth between the school and the shop. In addition to Su Tang and his class, other classes also called one after another and bought about twenty lunches. They added up in total, and sold about 7 lunches, with staple food and beverages, with a turnover of almost five or six hundred yuan. Dong Jianshan performed well what he had done. The average time for making each lunch was indeed less than 1 and a half minutes. God knows how he did it, but he did it anyway.

"Master Dong, I'm convinced today!" Qin Feng praised when he returned to the store. He didn't have to pay for saliva anyway.

Dong Jianshan was frustrated for more than half a month, and finally got proud today. He took out a cigarette, lit it, wiped his head full of sweat, moved a chair and sat down, opened his mouth and pretended: "What's this? When I was busy in Aqinglou, I didn't know how much I had to make every day, and not only did it taste delicious, but it also had to make it beautiful. This fried noodles is the beginning of the game. If the mouse can be more vigorous, we two have 4 stoves, give me half an hour, and I will make one serving of fried noodles for you."

The more awesome he is, the more mysterious he is, and Qin Feng is happy to praise him.

Unexpectedly, here is thinking about a beautiful blueprint for the future, the radio inside the wall of the 18th Middle School Students suddenly rang.

"Dear students, please pay attention!" Zhou Haiyun flirted with her Mandarin, which was not standard but was enough to speak clearly, and said in a serious tone, "At noon, someone reported to the Political and Education Department that some social personnel delivered takeout to school. I hereby solemnly warned all students who were having lunch at school that from tomorrow, they were not allowed to order takeout to school. Our school itself also has a canteen. Students who wanted to eat lunch at school are only allowed to eat in the canteen. If anyone dares to bring takeout to school, once they are discovered, they will definitely be dealt with seriously! Let me tell you again..."

"I'll go... I have to take care of the students for a meal?" Qin Feng's smile calmed down. Listening to Zhou Haiyun's noise, he stood up and looked in the direction of No. 18 Middle School, shook his head slightly, "And it's obviously targeting me..."

Dong Jianshan reacted even louder than Qin Feng, and then patted his legs and scolded: "Is this old lady sick? What does the student want to eat have to do with her?"

"That's it! No matter what you should be in charge, the grades of the 18 Middle School students are so poor, why don't she care about it!"

"It must be that some relative in her family has set up the cafeteria, otherwise why would she be so concerned?"

Several aunts in the store agreed.

Qin Jianguo, who was sitting at the front desk, couldn't sit still when he heard Zhou Haiyun's words. He pushed open the kitchen door and walked in and said to Qin Feng: "Xiaofeng, the school does not allow food to be delivered. Have you messed with Teacher Zhou again?"

Qin Feng spread his hands and asked, "Is it possible?"

"Yes, you've been dropping out of school for a year..." Qin Jianguo nodded and said irritably, "Isn't she cutting off her wealth?"

"It's not like cutting off the money." Qin Feng smiled, "I really want to send things in, there are so many ways. As long as the students are willing to patronize our business, the school will definitely not be able to stop it."

"That's right, at worst, you can throw it in through the back door!" Wang Hao came out.

Dong Jianshan understood and smiled and slapped Wang Hao's head: "How can I throw it in? What if something falls to the ground and leaks? What should I do? What if it's a basket in there is no matter how it's done!"

Wang Hao giggled foolishly and praised his master for his thoughtful thoughtfulness.

"We don't have to think of any way for the students. The students of No. 18 Middle School are thieves. Just do our own business with peace of mind." Qin Feng said, looking up at the time, and smiling, "It's almost time, get off work." (To be continued)
Chapter completed!