"Aren't these dishes made by Senior Brother Jiang?"

After hearing what Luo Xiaoyu said, the other roommates sitting next to him looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what to say for a while.

After a while, a tall roommate who looked like a basketball player suddenly grinned, picked up the tachyon and continued to eat it.

While eating the food, he smiled nonchalantly and said:

"I don't care who cooks these dishes. Isn't it enough that they are delicious?"

Anyway, I like to eat them very much, and I can’t tell the difference between them and the dishes cooked by Senior Brother Jiang!”

When the others heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief and continued to eat:

"That's it! As long as it tastes good, it doesn't matter who made it and why?"

"Whether it's Senior Brother Jiang or not, we still have to queue up every time we come here. If we come late, we still won't be able to buy it!"

"Well, I heard, I heard, Senior Brother Jiang transformed the second floor of Canteen Seven into a restaurant. What is it called Dining Room No. 7..."

At this time, a handsome little boy also spoke, he said,

"It is said that Senior Brother Jiang is mainly responsible for receiving guests in Dining Room No. 7 and has no time to help in the canteen on the first floor.

The person cooking in the kitchen of the canteen on the first floor is Senior Brother Jiang's apprentice, his name is Lu Shuwu."

"Really? That apprentice, Senior Brother Jiang, has learned his skills very well. He can even catch up with his master in cooking!"

"It's really delicious. I tasted it carefully just now, but I can't tell the difference."

"..."

Luo Xiaoyu listened to the discussion of his roommates and looked down at the food on the plate.

The air conditioner is on in the cafeteria hall, and the room is very warm. Even if the food has been left for a while, it is still warm, and bursts of attractive aroma are coming to your nostrils.

In the past, Luo Xiaoyu would definitely stuff such a meal into his mouth without hesitation. It would be difficult for him to find a place to eat such delicious food.

But ever since he tasted the food cooked by Jiang Yu, it was a bit hard for him to swallow the food which had every nuance.

This is probably the so-called "it is easy to move from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to move from luxury to frugality", right?

A person is used to eating big steamed buns with fresh meat every day. If you suddenly give him a few steamed buns, how can he swallow them?

Luo Xiaoyu's situation is similar to this.

Holding the kuaizi, he picked a piece of pork, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it slowly. It was fragrant and tasty, and the meat was stewed very crispy, melting in your mouth.

But it just has a different taste than before.

As for what happened, Luo Xiaoyu didn't know. He was not a real gourmet, so how could he tell the difference?

If he is asked to eat this meal, he will definitely be able to eat it, but it will not be as enjoyable as before.

"We can't continue like this. We still have to enjoy the dishes cooked by Senior Brother Jiang once or twice once in a while!"

Putting the kuaizi on the table, Luo Xiaoyu thought for a while and said to the other people,

"Brothers, can you be a little promising? We used to eat the food cooked by Senior Brother Jiang, but now we can only eat the food cooked by his apprentice?

No matter how powerful his apprentice is, can he still compare to his master?

Moreover, the big pot dishes made by Brother Jiang on the first floor are so delicious that people can’t stop eating them. So how delicious are the small pot dishes he makes in the restaurant on the second floor?…

You really don’t want to try it?”

When the roommates heard what he said and thought about the scene when they ate the food cooked by Senior Brother Jiang for the first time, they couldn't help but swallowed subconsciously.

"Although we are on the first floor, if we want to go up to the second floor to eat, we have to reserve a private room. Senior Brother Jiang said that we will not accept those who come directly to the door!"

"Yes, yes, there are only a few private rooms in dining room No. 7. Not only outside the school, there are many people inside our school who want to reserve private rooms, but we can't get them at all."

"Senior Brother Jiang's small pot dishes should be very expensive, right? I think it's good to eat them in the cafeteria on the first floor..."

"..."

Several roommates were chattering away, all expressing their own opinions.

"These are nothing!"

Luo Xiaoyu waved his hand and said with a proud face,

"There is only one other person calling to make a reservation. With four of us calling at the same time, the probability of a successful reservation is four times that of others!

Everyone else can make reservations successfully, so there's no reason why we can't. If we really get a private room, I'll treat everyone to it!"

When the others heard this, their faces showed joy. Everyone knew that Luo Xiaoyu's family was wealthy and he was usually very generous to his roommates.

He contributes money and everyone contributes, which is quite fair.

Luo Xiaoyu also breathed a sigh of relief. It was not a problem to treat his roommates to a meal once or twice, but it would be bad if it happened more often.

He also understands this principle.

Since I can't go with my roommates in the future, I have to find someone else.

Maybe, there are people like me who want to book a box with others?

…

After Duan Yiming and others parked the car in the small square in front of the stadium opposite the Seventh Canteen, the three of them got out of the car and walked straight towards the Seventh Canteen.

"Tsk, tsk, look, look, there are more and more students coming to the seventh cafeteria to eat. If we still eat on the first floor right now, we probably won't even be able to queue up."

He Xiaowei looked at the long queue outside the gate of Qi Canteen and couldn't help but marvel. He shook his head and said,

"Thanks to Boss Xiaojiang, he actually knew how to transform the second floor into a restaurant. This way, those of us outside the school can have the opportunity to eat this rare and delicious food!"

"You are the only one who talks a lot!"

Deng Linhui glanced sideways at He Xiaowei, curled his lips and said,

"Boss Xiao Jiang gave me a chance, but you didn't book a private room either!

If it weren't for Lao Duan, you would still be sitting in a street shop eating cold noodles to satisfy your hunger!"

"What are you talking about? How can a respectable person like me sit in a street shop and eat cold noodles?"

He Xiaowei's eyes widened, he pretended to be shocked, and said righteously,

"The most I can do is squat at a roadside stall and eat fried stinky tofu!"

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Duan Yiming quite liked the atmosphere of a few people getting along with each other. He warned He Xiaowei, then raised his hand and waved to Zhu Youfeng who was standing not far away, and said with a smile,

"Xiao Zhu, I didn't keep you waiting long, did I?"

"No, no, I just finished class and I just came here for a while."

"Okay, let's not stand here, let's go to the box upstairs first."…

Duan Yiming didn't chat much with him and led everyone through the crowded dining area on the first floor and went straight upstairs.

After confirming the reservation number at the reception desk, the waiter took the group to the "lan" box.

"Sit wherever you want, sit wherever you want!"

Everyone is young and familiar with it, so of course no one will care about seating arrangements.

Today was Duan Yiming's treat. Naturally, he sat down at the host's seat unceremoniously and said to everyone with a smile,

"This place is different from other places. When I reserved the private room, I had already ordered the food. Don't blame me for making my own decisions!"

Upon hearing this, He Xiaowei immediately laughed:

"What are you talking about?

Why do you need to pick and choose the dishes cooked by Boss Xiaojiang?

Just close your eyes and go blind, it’s delicious anyway!”

Deng Linhui also nodded: "He Xiaowei has been saying this for half his life, but this sentence is quite correct."

"You can't be so insulting!"

He Xiaowei suddenly became anxious when he heard this, and he said,

"Then let me say one more thing, Deng Linhui is a pure man! Is this statement correct or incorrect?"

"Oh, this is the second sentence."

"..."

Several people were sitting in the private room, drinking the free tea provided in the restaurant and chatting about various gossips. The atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant.

Zhu Youfeng was a little reserved at first, but later he gradually relaxed and became very chatty with everyone.

After chatting for a while, someone suddenly knocked on the door of the box. Duan Yiming and others immediately shut up and turned to look over there.

I saw a slightly green little girl walking in with some restraint and asked:

"Excuse me, guests, can the food be served now?"

When everyone heard this, their eyes instantly lit up.
To be continued...