"I've already sent the food back!"

The young man placed a plate full of food on the table and placed the live broadcast mobile phone a little further away to ensure that he and the food could be in the frame.

He said with a smile, "Let's be honest, this food is indeed very fragrant and has a very tempting smell. The smell makes me a little doubtful whether the cafeteria food I ate when I was in college was mixed in."

Pig food.

In a word, you can tell from the smell that the two are not of the same grade.

It's no wonder why so many students like to eat in the Seventh Canteen.

Look at it——"

As he said that, he picked up his phone and slowly took a picture of the dining area.

"Did you see it? Almost every student has a big plate of food in front of them. Look at the way they are eating, wolfing down the food and eating like crazy. I have never seen many students who eat so deliciously!

Don't they all say that today's students lack exercise and stay in the dormitory all day playing games and being otakus, and as a result they all lose their appetite?

Look at the students at Jiangzhou University. Which one of them looks like he has a bad appetite?

I felt that if I had waited in line a little later, I might not even be able to buy food, and would have to eat it all by these people!

These are not students, they are just a swarm of locusts!"

Shaking his head, the young man felt a little speechless. He picked up Kuaizi and wiped it with a tissue, then said to the camera,

"Okay, I won't talk anymore. I'm a little hungry after talking for so long. The key is that this food is so fragrant. I'm really a little greedy. I'll eat it first as a courtesy. I'll tell you about the taste after I taste it.

What on earth is going on!」

As he said that, he turned around, picked up a piece of meat, put it into his mouth and took a bite.

With this mouthful, his whole body froze for a moment, and then the movements of his hands sped up a lot, and he began to scoop up the rice in his mouth.

This movement is so fast that it makes people seem to see a ghost...

On the other side, Feng Yueqing was also immersed in the dinner plate, eating the food with big mouthfuls, with an expression of enjoyment and satisfaction on his face.

Unlike the young man on the live broadcast, he has so many things to say, but his actions have surpassed any words.

The food in Qishitang is really delicious!

In Feng Yueqing's eyes, no words can describe the wonderful taste. Only those who have tasted it personally can appreciate the incomparable deliciousness.

As for those who spare no effort to slander the food at Qishitang...

Feng Yueqing felt that even his defense was a waste of time. They were a group of pathetic people.

Because they don't know what is delicious!

…

"Friends, please forgive my poor vocabulary. I really can't describe the deliciousness of the food in Qishitang."

The young man who was broadcasting the live broadcast had already eaten. The full plate in front of him was empty. Not even a grain of rice could be found. It all went into his stomach.

At this moment, he was sitting back on the chair, gently stroking his slightly bulging belly, and said a little shyly,

"I can only say that the food at Qi Canteen is truly worthy of its reputation. It is the best food I have ever eaten!….

As long as you eat here once, you will never forget this delicious food and will keep it in your heart.

Believe me, don’t come here easily, otherwise when you go back, you will think about the food here every day, and you will want to cry!”

After giving everyone a serious warning, the young man said again,

"Okay, comrades, I have to find a place to live. I won't leave until I eat enough at the Seventh Canteen.

This live broadcast ends here, we are destined to see you again!"

When it was closed, the young man breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, he is really not a bastard, but a real ordinary netizen.

Pre-order on the official Douyin account of Jiangzhou University

After the appointment was successful, he came to Qi Canteen to taste the food out of curiosity.

Originally, he thought that there was a high probability that his trip to Jiangzhou would be "overturned", so he had a sudden idea to start a live broadcast. What he didn't expect was that the result surprised him.

He knew that he had stumbled upon a treasure this time. Over the years, he had traveled to countless places and eaten countless so-called delicacies, but none of them could compare to Qishitang.

But no matter what, since he has already entered the school, he will definitely not go out easily.

It’s okay to ask him to leave, but let’s wait until he has eaten enough!

As for where to stay?

Do you need to worry about having no place to live if you have money? Isn’t there a Taoyuan Guild Hall next door to Qishitang?

I don’t care about anything else for now, let’s save the room for a month first!

The young man happily walked out of the Seven Canteen and headed towards the Taoyuan Guild Hall.

Feng Yueqing, on the other hand, was still sitting in the corner, thinking about what he should do next to make the owner of Qi Canteen willing to keep him.

To be honest, before coming to Qishitang, Feng Yueqing was always full of confidence and felt that he should be able to stay easily.

Perhaps, in his subconscious mind, he thinks that the Seventh Canteen is not as good as a big restaurant. It is always just a university canteen. Even if the food it cooks is delicious, the big pot dishes are just big pot dishes after all, and they cannot be upscale.

Under the influence of this subconscious mind, Feng Yueqing felt that he could "climb high" to afford Qi Canteen, but he just stayed as an apprentice. He had even served as an apprentice in a restaurant, but he couldn't be an apprentice in a university canteen?

And when Feng Yueqing tasted the food in Qi Canteen, he sobered up in an instant.

He suddenly understood that the university cafeteria was indeed inferior to the big restaurants, but this did not include the seventh cafeteria.

Because most large restaurants are not on the same level as Seven Canteens!

He always thought that the chef of the big restaurant where he worked before made very delicious food, but now that he thought about it carefully, he realized that it was just like that.

The chef's cooking skills, compared with those of the owner of Seven Canteens, are not just a tiny bit worse, but a lot worse!

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Even the chef I admired at the beginning was like that, so where did I get the confidence to think that I could stay and learn cooking skills?

Is it just because you are thick-skinned?

At this moment, Feng Yueqing seemed to have lost his spirit, and his whole person became in a daze.

Time passed little by little, and the diners who had enjoyed the delicious food in the Seventh Canteen left one by one, with a satisfied smile on their faces, chatting and laughing with the classmates and friends around them and slowly walked away.

….

The cafeteria hall of Nuo University gradually became quiet and empty, and the refreshing aroma of food still lingered in the air, long and lasting.

I don't know how long it took, but when Feng Yueqing came to his senses, he found that he was the only one left in the cafeteria hall.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling window, the dazzling sunlight shone brightly on the concrete floor, reflecting the blinding light. For a moment, he didn't even know whether to stay here or turn around and leave.

Just when he was struggling, the door to the kitchen suddenly opened, and three or four young boys and girls walked out of it, chatting and laughing, with relaxed expressions on their faces.

After they arrived at the cafeteria hall, they quickly dispersed. The boys quickly picked up the used dishes and tachyons on the table in the dining area.

The girls held a bucket in one hand and a rag in the other, sweeping the food that fell on the table into the bucket, and wiping away the oil stains all over the table.

As he watched, Feng Yueqing felt as if a window had suddenly opened in his mind. Without saying a word, he stood up from his seat, imitating those boys, and quickly started to put away the plates.

.

He used to work as a busboy in a restaurant, and it was so easy to do these things. After a while, he collected a large pile of dinner plates, and then quickly walked towards the kitchen with them in his arms.

Several part-time students were dumbfounded. Who is this person?

Why did you suddenly start taking everyone's work?

Seeing that this man was about to break into the kitchen, Chen Fugui quickly stepped forward to stop him and said:

"No, no, no, no! This classmate, thank you for your help. It's okay if we don't need to do these things. You can rest, there is no need for you to do it."

Just leave these plates to me. The kitchen is an important area and outsiders are not allowed in."

After hearing this, Feng Yueqing didn't insist. He smiled at Chen Fugui, put the stacked dinner plates aside, and turned to work again.

He didn't know what else he could do to stay. The only thing he could think of was to do some odd jobs and wash dishes.

Now that he has finally found something he can do in the cafeteria, how could Feng Yueqing be willing to give up?

Maybe, no matter how many things he does like this, he won't be able to impress the owner of Seventh Canteen, but doing it is much better than doing nothing.

Seeing that he refused to listen and was still helping to clean up the dining area, Chen Fugui had no choice but to helplessly shake his head and let him go.

On the other side, Yan Tongtong saw a "weird man" suddenly come into the cafeteria hall, and took work from Chen Fugui and the others after a disagreement, and she was immediately interested.

After watching outside for a while, she ran to the kitchen with a bang, and went to Jiang Yu to "report" with excitement:

"Senior brother, senior brother! There is a strange boy coming over the hall!

No one asked him to work, so he was rushing to clear away the dishes in the dining area. He refused to listen to orders not to be done, and he didn’t know what he was going to do?"

"Is there such a diligent person?"

Hu Zhihai was about to go to the library. When he heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said quickly,

"Then ask him if he will wash someone's socks even if they don't agree with each other? The socks that have been piled up in my room for half a month have not been washed, and they are almost stinking!"
To be continued...