In Jianning City, Xiaoxiang Province, in the staff dormitory of a large restaurant.

"Xiao Feng, are you really planning to go to Jiangzhou?"

A young man in his twenties was sitting on the upper bunk bed, leaning down to look at his companion who was packing luggage in the room, and said with a depressed look,

"Although Jiangzhou is the provincial capital city, it doesn't seem to be as developed as our Jianning city, right? Do you think there will be opportunities there?

If I were you, I would rather go to our own provincial capital, Xingcheng, than go to Jiangzhou."

"I went to Jiangzhou to learn my skills. Now let alone Star City, even the capital city, in my opinion, is not as worthy as Jiangzhou."

Feng Yueqing stuffed the suitcase until it was bulging, then straightened up and let out a long breath, his eyes shining brightly.

"The Seventh Canteen of Jiangzhou University is my goal this time. As long as I can go in and study for a few years, whether I go to a restaurant or open my own shop, I will definitely make a lot of money!"

"Hey! What you said is as easy as bragging."

The young man on the upper bunk turned over and pointed his back at Feng Yueqing. A disdainful voice came from his mouth,

"The money that can be earned so easily is simply not something that people like us can earn. Just give up on this idea and be more down-to-earth, isn't it?

If you dream too easily, sooner or later you will be woken up by nightmares."

"Hey, I'm brave, nightmares can't scare me."

Feng Yueqing chuckled, put a big schoolbag on his back, lifted the suitcase hard, and opened the door.

After thinking about it, he reached out and patted the brother sleeping on his upper bunk and said,

"Hey, brother, I'm leaving. When I come back, I'll take you flying!"

"let's go!"

The guy on the upper bunk didn't even look back, he raised a hand and waved it behind him and said,

"Fly slowly, be careful of the thorny rose in front of you!"

Feng Yueqing grinned, showing his white teeth. He pulled the suitcase out of the room, turned around and closed the door, and then slowly left here amidst the harsh sound of the suitcase "lurling".

He worked as an apprentice in this restaurant in Jianning for three years. He was said to be an apprentice, but in fact the most he did was various odd jobs.

The restaurant's business is very good, and the chef is very busy every day. Naturally, it is impossible to really teach him how to do things. Therefore, if you want to learn something, you basically have to watch, learn and think on your own.

In the past three years, Feng Le has been very diligent in cleaning, and is quite popular with the chef. Occasionally, when he gets interested, he will give him some tips.

Slowly, little things add up, and Feng Yueqing is quite talented, so he can cook a few quick dishes.

Although the taste is slightly better than that of ordinary housewives, Feng Yueqing is very satisfied.

He believes that hard work can make up for failure. As long as he continues to persevere, his level will definitely be more than this. At least, he will be better than the chef, right?

Only ambitious people will have the motivation to work hard.

In addition to working in the kitchen on weekdays, when returning to the dormitory to rest, Feng Yueqing will also brush his hair to relax his mood.

By chance, he accidentally watched Hua Xiaoling's food live broadcast, as if his cognitive ceiling was suddenly opened, and his whole body was shocked!…

The food in a university cafeteria can be so delicious!

So how high is the cooking skill of the chef who makes these meals?

At that moment, something started to stir in his heart:

If I could work in this canteen and learn from the chef, would my cooking skills also improve by leaps and bounds?

He didn't expect that the food he cooked could be as good as this boss's, and that everyone could gobble it up and almost forget about himself...

As long as the food you cook is as delicious as the chef at your own restaurant, that's enough!

Although he was ready to move in his heart, Feng Yueqing was not an impulsive person. He knew that the more powerful he was, the more likely he would be.

The more capable people are, the more tempered they are.

If I walked in on the door rashly and said I wanted to work in the cafeteria, they might not even pay attention to me.

So, he studied hard in the restaurant while waiting for opportunities.

Until this time, Feng Yueqing successfully made a reservation on the official Douyin account of Jiangzhou University and got the opportunity to visit Jiangzhou University and taste the food at Qi Canteen...

He felt that his opportunity had come.

…

In the lobby of the Seventh Canteen, Xiong Tiansheng was not invited to come with him, and Jiang Yu was not called. Fan Chuliang came here quietly before he got off work.

Today is the first day after the school opened reservation visits, and the fifty places were all booked in the blink of an eye.

Although there are still many people on the Internet who are dismissive of Qi Canteen, claiming that it is the "Internet celebrity canteen" hyped by Jiangzhou University.

But these people are loud in their mouths, but very honest in their bodies. After failing to make an appointment at the first time, they started complaining about Jiangzhou University's "not being grand at all" and not even being able to reserve 100 places at one time!

Fan Chuliang was naturally too lazy to respond to this. Given the current popularity of Seven Canteens, let alone increasing reservations to 100, even if the reservations were increased to 1,000, they would still be sold out in minutes.

If so many people really come here, then the Seven Canteens will have nothing else but to be responsible for receiving these outsiders.

In this case, when the school initially restricted off-campus vehicles and off-campus personnel from entering and leaving the campus at will despite being scolded, was it just because they had nothing to do?

It was already past eleven-thirty, and meals were being served in the canteen. The tempting aroma of food was wafting everywhere in the spacious hall.

This rich aroma penetrates deep into the nasal cavity, stimulating the taste buds and nerves, making people salivate.

"Why don't you just eat some in the cafeteria first?"

In the morning, he only drank a bowl of porridge and ate a tea egg at home. After a busy morning at work, Fan Chuliang was already feeling hungry.

Now that he was stimulated by the fragrance, he felt even hungrier. He touched his stomach and then turned to look at the dining area.

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"Eat a little first to fill your stomach, and save some for lunch with my wife. It should be fine.

Well, I won’t eat too much, just taste it.”

Thinking of this, Fan Chuliang suddenly felt relieved. He walked to the window dedicated to faculty and staff and ordered a meal...

Half an hour later, Fan Chuliang covered his slightly bulging belly, his face full of satisfaction. He leaned back on the chair and sighed comfortably:

"I really didn't expect it. The food in Qi Canteen is even more delicious than I imagined. No wonder so many people are willing to travel such a long way just to have a meal here!

The students of Jiangda University are indeed happy. Students from any other school cannot have such delicious food every day!"

As he was thinking about it, he suddenly remembered something, his face changed, and he quickly stood up and walked outside.

"Oops! It's already twelve o'clock! My wife is still at home waiting for me to have dinner!

But I, I couldn't hold it back, I ate too much, how could I still eat at noon?"

As he rushed towards the staff dormitory building with a frown on his face, he remembered another thing and couldn't help but slap his forehead in frustration.

"Oh, didn't I just go to Qishitang to observe the first batch of visitors who made reservations?

Why do you forget everything as soon as you start eating?"

…

From Jianning City to Jiangzhou, it only takes two hours by high-speed rail.

Feng Yueqing got on the bus at around one o'clock in the afternoon, and it was only around three o'clock when he arrived in Jiangzhou.

After taking the bus and wandering all the way to the vicinity of Jiangzhou University, he did not go in directly.

He first found a small family hotel next to the school, got a room, and then packed all the huge suitcases and backpacks he brought with him.

Put it down.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Yueqing took a hot bath to wash away all the dust, and then changed into clothes that looked clean and fresh.

After some busy work, it was already past four o'clock. Feng Yueqing closed the door, left the hotel, and rushed towards Jiangzhou University.

It was his first time to come to Jiangzhou, and he had never been to Jiangzhou University before. Looking at the tall and majestic gate of the school from a distance, he felt inexplicably excited.

The legendary Seven Canteens is right behind this gate.

As long as you walk in, you can really see it.

While he was feeling excited, he suddenly saw three young people whispering in the corner, looking very sneaky, and he didn't know what they were doing.

Feng Yueqing didn't want to cause trouble, so he thought about walking around them quickly. Who knew that as soon as he passed by, he was stopped by one of them:

"Hey! Little brother, are you a student in the school? Do you know what is going on behind this wall?"

Feng Yueqing was stunned and stammered: "Ah? I, I don't know, I'm not a student here, I'm just passing by."

"Oh, then you should leave quickly! It's really unlucky. Why don't the students in this school go out?"

One of the thin, monkey-like men said with an annoyed look on his face,

"We don't know what will happen after we climb over the wall. If we accidentally fall into the manure pit, we will be unlucky enough to die."

"You're so scared. Several waves of people passed by before us. Have you heard about anyone having an accident?"

Another young man with a pouty mouth glared at him and said angrily,

"Also, if you don't know how to stop talking nonsense to Jill, what are you talking about? Is your cesspool dug under the wall?"
To be continued...