An eight-year-old kid cooks rice to feed a group of college students

At this time, his roommate Jiang Ze poked his head out from the side: "You don't even know the kid brother? Do you have a 2G network?"

"Jiang Ze, please tell me what's going on. I don't want to experience this feeling of not being able to fit into everyone's conversation."

Xu Zhipeng pouted, his eyes filled with interest.

Seeing that he really wanted to know what was going on, Xu Ze didn't give in.

He gushed: "You don't know, half a month ago, a kid came to our school on April 3rd."

"When everyone saw it, the person who fried the rice turned out to be a primary school student, and he sold it for a high price of one hundred yuan a piece.

"Fried rice that costs 100 yuan a portion, isn't this a money grab?"

Xu Zhipeng was completely shocked, "Is there really someone who took advantage of me?"

Jiang Ze rolled his eyes: "No one bought it at the beginning, everyone has the same mentality as you.

"Besides, how delicious can the fried rice made by a primary school student be?"

"Can you compare to someone who has been an experienced cook for so many years?"

"Then what?" Xu Zhipeng's intuition told him that there must be a reversal later.

Sure enough, it was just as he guessed.

Jiang Ze smiled: "In the end, Brother Kid was really slapped in the face. He showed off his hand directly. His superb skills shocked us all."

"And with that aroma, no one who smells it doesn't want to eat it."

"Someone bought a bowl and ate it up in three gulps. Not only that, Brother Xiaozi also had a brilliant time in the Food University!"

"How to say?"

Xu Zhipeng is now fully interested. He feels like he is reading a novel. The plot is simply amazing.

Jiang Ze smiled: "It is said that the people from the Food University provoked Brother Xiaozi, and Brother Xiaozi went directly to set up a stall in front of the Food University."

"It can't be compared to other university cafeterias. Not only the teachers, but even the principal seems to have recognized Brother Xiaozi's skills."

"So you understand why all our classmates are so crazy, right?"

"If you say that, then my curiosity has been aroused, and I also want to taste how delicious the food made by Brother Xiaozi is."

Situations like this are still happening, and soon, Su Can's glorious deeds are known to everyone.

Basically all Jiangcheng University students know that his cooking skills are incredible.

It is precisely because of this that Canteen C was completely full, and Su Can's window had already started to form a long queue before it even opened...

When Su Can, Chen Feng and Lian Qingxue arrived, they almost couldn't squeeze in.

Chen Feng raised his voice and kept shouting.

"Brothers and sisters, please give way. You are blocking us here. We can't get in, and you can't eat either!"

So, they entered with great difficulty.

Chen Feng and Lian Qingxue worked together and were responsible for preparing the ingredients. Su Can only had to concentrate on frying the rice.

Turning the pot, the golden rice grains covered with egg liquid rolled in the air and returned to the pot, stirring up a burst of fragrance.

Chen Feng put out the sign he had made before, which read: Little Brother Fried Rice, one hundred portions, limited to one hundred portions, first come, first served. 2.6

Fortunately, all the people in line were regular customers and were not frightened by the price.

Some people are even asking: "Brother, why is it always egg fried rice? Can you change it for us next time?"

Su Can agreed directly: "Yes, yes, but we have limited manpower. If we cook more complex dishes, we may sell fewer portions."