Food: Senior year internship, you take over the university cafeteria

Chapter 24 The Old Revolutionary (Please continue reading)

"Yes!" Zhao Gang immediately replied, "My roommate is also on the track and field team. He's a really reliable guy, and even stronger than me!"

"I know a fellow villager from the School of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering. He's very hardworking, and his family isn't well-off, so he'd definitely be willing to do it," Li Dali added.

Lin Xiaowen thought for a moment and said, "I have a high school classmate who also works at our school. She's a girl who practices martial arts and is incredibly hardworking."

"Alright, ask them privately first. If they're willing, bring them to me tomorrow or the day after tomorrow morning for a one-day trial," Wang Sheng instructed. "Remember, better to have none than a bad one; they must be reliable."

"Understood!" the three answered in unison, full of enthusiasm. This was not just a high-paying part-time job, but also felt like a small "team," and a sense of belonging arose spontaneously.

The three of them then helped clean up the workshop and backyard before leaving with a sense of accomplishment and anticipation.

In the vast operating room, only Wang Sheng remained. He leaned against the wall, relaxing his aching shoulders and back, his heart filled with the joy of a bountiful harvest.

Record-breaking sales!

Our new mochi is a huge hit! We're on track to get over a thousand positive reviews!

The first phase of the "Innovation and Renewal" mission is about to be completed, and you can participate in the lottery again!

We've found a reliable long-term part-time partner!

The system's popularity, positive reviews, and profits are all soaring!

Thinking about popularity.

Wang Sheng then thought of the fact that someone was filming him while he was making it.

Perhaps I could try making videos?

Or perhaps a live stream?

If the video gets enough likes or if there are enough viewers watching the live stream.

Once the popularity value exceeds 100,000, wouldn't it be easy to open the store?

He was taking stock of his morning's achievements.

And when the planning began.

His phone vibrated; it was a notification from the school forum.

He clicked on it casually and saw a recent reply to the post recruiting "massage specialists": "Boss, I've eaten breakfast, lunch, and dinner, but what do I do when I'm hungry at night? The late-night snacks around the school are expensive and greasy. Please, boss, develop a late-night snack business! Save the kids!"

Below are a bunch of replies like "+1", "Seconded", and "Late-night snack lovers, gather!"

Wang Sheng laughed; this was like a pillow delivered to someone who was sleepy.

He thought for a moment and replied below: "We've received everyone's requests! The late-night snack business is in the planning stages! Tomorrow night (or the day after), window 07 will begin trial operation of the late-night snack stall! The first new item will be: Cantonese-style rice noodle rolls! Specific times and product details will be announced later, so please stay tuned!"

The forum exploded the moment the reply was posted!

"Rice noodle rolls?! My love!"

"Cantonese rice noodle rolls! Boss, are you trying to collect all the snacks from all over the country?"

"Late-night snack! I've been waiting for you!"

"What time tomorrow night? I'd like to make a reservation! (Even though there aren't any seats available)"

"I'm already looking forward to it!"

After turning off his phone, Wang Sheng felt a wave of exhaustion, but even more so, excitement.

The breakfast market has been initially stabilized, the blue ocean of late-night snacks is about to be explored, and the team is beginning to take shape.

Everything is moving in a better direction.

He suddenly remembered the mysterious old man Chen from that morning.

To receive such respect from Principal Gu, and to casually recount such an experience—

Who exactly is this old man?

Driven by curiosity, he opened his mobile browser and entered keywords such as "retired veteran Chen from Nanjing". Combining the way Principal Gu addressed him as "Old Chen" with fragmented information about the old man's childhood in Jiangxi, his military career, and his transfer back to work in the south, he attempted to search.

There weren't many results, but a brief introduction to one encyclopedia entry, along with an accompanying blurry early work photo, made Wang Sheng's fingers pause.

The middle-aged man in the photo has a clear face and sharp eyes. Although his demeanor is different from that of the kind old man from this morning, the outline of his eyebrows and eyes can still be vaguely discerned.

The titles and brief resumes on the entry made Wang Sheng gasp in shock.

"————Formerly served as Deputy Political Commissar of the Nanjing Military Region————Later transferred to serve as Vice Chairman of the JS Provincial Political Consultative Conference————Participated in the revolution in his early years, and experienced————"

He was a deeply beloved veteran revolutionary and cadre.

Although the entry is not comprehensive, the information is already quite impressive.

Wang Sheng stared blankly at his phone screen, recalling the old man's nostalgic expression as he ate the mochi and the words he had spoken to him.

I put my phone away a few seconds later and calmed myself down.

Regardless of the other party's identity, the most important thing for me is to make every dish well and serve every customer well.

Wang Sheng began planning the trial operation of the late-night snack business for tomorrow.

The rice noodle roll steamer needs to be purchased or custom-made; the rice batter needs to be prepared in advance; the soy sauce needs to be cooked; and the fillings need to be fresh.

at the same time.

In the girls' dormitory, Su Weiwei had just finished showering and was drying her hair when her phone screen lit up with a WeChat message.

[Brother: Weiwei, what are you doing? Isn't there a really popular cafeteria stall at your school? Like Shengji? The one that sells xiaolongbao and rice noodles?]

Su Weiwei stared at the message, stunned. Why was her brother suddenly asking this? Could it be—

She suddenly remembered the guy on the forum who had argued with her a few days ago, whose ID was "Food Debunker Su Hang".

I felt that tone of voice was somewhat familiar at the time.

An absurd conjecture came to mind.

Su Weiwei quickly searched the forum, found the post, and clicked on the homepage of "Food Debunker Su Hang". Although no photos had been posted, the location was set to "Shanghai", and the personal signature was a cocky "Seeking the truth on the tip of the tongue, judge of the taste buds" — this style was becoming more and more like her brother who was always exploring restaurants, had a sharp tongue, and frequently changed his online name but never changed his style!

Her fingers trembled slightly as she replied:

[Su Weiwei: Bro—you're not Su Hang, the food critic on the forum, are you?]

[Brother: ————(The other party is typing——)]

[Brother: Ahem, it's me. How was it? I did a pretty good job pretending, right?]

[Su Weiwei: !!! It really was you! You actually argued with me on the forum! And even questioned the senior! (Angry kitten.jpg)]

[Brother: Oops, occupational hazard! I'm just trying to be objective and fair! But judging from the atmosphere on your school forum, it seems like there's something going on? Even Dad got bribed?]

[Su Weiwei: It's more than just "something"! It's incredibly delicious! A hundred times better than those trendy restaurants you've been to!]

[Brother: Oh ho, so protective? Fine, I'll be free next week, I'll personally go meet this "Shengji" boss and see if he's really that amazing. Don't blame me for being sharp-tongued then. (Evil grin)]

[Su Weiwei: Come on! I guarantee you'll be completely convinced! (Hmph)]

Brother: Wait.

Putting down her phone, Su Weiwei felt a mix of exasperation, amusement, and a touch of inexplicable nervousness. She knew all too well what her brother's mouth and his cunning tongue were like.

Senior—it should be fine, right?

After thinking about it, she finally decided to send Wang Sheng a message to remind him.

"Senior, are you asleep? [Kitten peeking out.jpg]"

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