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"Yes, yes, this is it!"
Xiao Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up, and she nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice, seeming very satisfied with the adjective she had found.
"Then I am becoming more and more curious..."
Han Zhou's interest grew stronger and stronger, and he asked, "When are you going to take me over to have a look?"
"Just go whenever you have time. The place is quite far away, so it's best to pick a free time."
"I have to make up lessons this week, how about next weekend?"
"The weekend is only two days long, and it's too rushed to get there and back..."
After hesitating for a while, Xiao Xiaoxiao turned her head away and added reluctantly, "I'm afraid of heights and I don't dare to take a plane."
In fact, she was worried that flying was too expensive and she might become a pauper after a round trip.
Can't take a plane? Is that why you say time is too tight...
Han Zhou thought for a moment and said, "Then let's go on Friday. Three days should be enough, right?"
"Don't you have classes on Friday?"
"There was only Teacher Ouyang's class that day, so we just skipped it." Han Zhou said in a matter-of-fact tone.
He was very interested in this matter. If Ouyang Lianyu had not refused to approve his leave, he might have been ready to set off now.
"Skipping class?"
Xiao Xiaoxiao's expression changed, and she shook her head like a rattle, "No, no, I'm a good student, I won't skip classes."
Han Zhou was amused: "Can you be called a good student if you doze off every morning?"
No one knows what this guy does every night. He always looks sleep-deprived in the morning. If he weren't short and huddled in the back, making it difficult to be found, he would have been pulled out many times.
"At least I'm in the classroom..." Xiao Xiaoxiao said without confidence.
Han Zhou didn't want to embarrass her, so he thought for a moment and said, "Then I won't skip class. I'll go ask for leave from Teacher Ouyang. If I go too late, I'm afraid your mental shock will disappear. Is this okay?"
Xiao Xiaoxiao thought about it for a while and thought that asking for leave would not be considered skipping classes, and she was still a good student. Besides, she also wanted to quickly figure out what was going on between her and this guy, so she nodded hesitantly.
"Okay, okay."
After that, I will update twice a day. Each chapter is about 3,000 to 4,000 words. I will try to write one chapter during the day.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 230 Just have the skills
"I'm planning to go out with Xiao Xiao next weekend. We'll leave on Friday. Can you spare some time?"
In the cafeteria, Han Zhou was looking for a seat with his food tray while looking at the short-haired girl next to him.
"I think I have classes on Friday afternoon." Gu Zheng thought for a moment, "Do you want to go see the place Xiao Xiao mentioned on the phone last time?"
She remembered Han Zhou mentioned this matter.
"Well, I want to figure it out as soon as possible."
"Then I'll take some time off to go with you."
"Taking a leave means falling behind by one day of class, and then you may not be able to get first place." Han Zhou made a joke.
Guzheng rolled her eyes at him and said, "If I can't get first place in a course by falling behind by one day, then I don't need to study."
"makes sense."
The two of them talked as they walked, and they attracted a lot of attention in the cafeteria. It was not only because of their good looks, but also because Guzheng's plate was piled with a mountain of rice. That amount would intimidate even boys, let alone such a cute girl.
There were many people eating in the cafeteria at noon, and the two of them finally found two empty seats to sit down. Han Zhou stared at Gu Zheng's bulging cheeks for a while, and asked uncertainly: "Have you gained weight recently?"
"No way!" Gu Zheng gave him a displeased look. "I've always maintained a standard amount of food, how could I possibly gain weight?"
She lowered her eyes and glanced at her disappointing chest. She actually hoped that she could gain some weight.
The girl sitting next to her was stunned for two seconds after hearing this. She lowered her head and looked at the amount of rice on her dinner plate, which was too little for a cat. She then looked at the mountain of rice on Gu Zheng's dinner plate. She didn't know for a moment that it was because of her own understanding of the "standard amount of rice." Is this word misunderstood or is this girl misunderstood.
Thinking of her own weight which had exceeded 100 pounds during the holidays, and looking at the slim figure of the girl next to her, she couldn't help feeling sad. She chewed the vegetables sadly, thinking that people's physiques really can't be generalized.
"I'm not fat, maybe I saw it wrong."
Seeing that Gu Zheng seemed a little depressed, Han Zhou smiled and said, "But you have recovered well. I thought you would not be able to eat for several days after you got sick."
"It's not that exaggerated. It's just a minor cold, not a serious illness."
"So how did you catch a cold with your physical condition?" Han Zhou looked curious.
The movement of Guzheng's hands paused, and her expression suddenly became unnatural, as if she was a little embarrassed.
"I didn't cover it properly in the middle of the night..."
She dodged his gaze, found a random excuse to get away with it, and said impatiently, "Just eat, why do you have so many questions?"
As he said that, he buried his head in the plate.
Han Zhou shook his head and smiled. Anyone could see that this guy was not telling the truth, but since Gu Zheng didn't want to answer, he didn't ask any more questions.
He thought Gu Zheng would find a chance to ask him about Mo Yisha's situation, but she still hasn't asked anything until now. Uncle Gu and Sister Miao are also calm, and no one knows what they are up to.
"Eat slowly."
After giving him a reminder, he lowered his head and started eating.
The girl sitting next to Guzheng was on a diet and quickly finished the little food on her plate. However, she had no intention of getting up and leaving. Instead, she pretended to pick at the last remaining vegetable and glanced at Guzheng out of the corner of her eye.
She wanted to see if the girl could really finish all that rice.
Not only her, many people nearby turned their eyes in the direction of Gu Zheng and Han Zhou, secretly glancing at their faces while paying attention to Gu Zheng's eating.
Guzheng was concentrating on eating and didn't notice anything about it.
It was not until she finished her meal and took the tissue handed to her by Han Zhou and stood up that she noticed that the atmosphere around her was a little strange. While wiping her mouth, she asked, "What's wrong with these people?"
Looking around, I saw that the people around me were completely silent, with expressions of extreme shock. Some of them even forgot to eat, with chopsticks holding the food dangling from their lips, refusing to move forward an inch.
"Maybe I didn't eat enough."
Han Zhou had noticed the strangeness of the crowd a long time ago and was used to it. He ignored the stunned crowd, put away his plate and guzheng and left the cafeteria.
Walking out of the cafeteria, the midday sun shone through the clouds onto the two of them, bringing a slight warmth.
As if he suddenly remembered something, Han Zhou said, "By the way, Guzheng, I just happen to need help from someone like you who is not prone to obesity. You'd better prepare in advance."
"What do you mean?" Gu Zheng looked puzzled.
Han Zhou said seriously: "I plan to set up a roadside stall to sell snacks. If I can't sell them, you will have to help me eat them."
"A roadside stall?"
"Yes, I've researched it and it's quite profitable, but it may not be smooth sailing at the beginning, so I need you to help me solve my worries."
"What worries... Can you please stop treating me like a trash can?" Gu Zheng curled her lips and rolled her eyes at him unhappily. "What do you want to sell? Can I help you?"
She knew Han Zhou's family situation and that he had to earn his tuition and living expenses by himself. The roadside stall should be the way he was thinking of making money.
She also heard that setting up a street stall is quite profitable, at least it is a good income for students, the technical requirements are not high and the threshold is very low, but it is a bit hard.
However, there are street food stalls everywhere now, and the market should be saturated. It seems that urban management officers often come out to chase you, so it may not be easy to profit from it.
Although she had doubts, Guzheng did not discourage Han Zhou. She believed that Han Zhou could think of what she could think of. All she needed to do now was to support him with all her strength.
Just like he has always been supporting me.
"No need, just do your thing, I'm enough on my own."
Han Zhou smiled and said, "But now you have to help me get the package."
……
Back in the dormitory, Chen Long's surprised voice unsurprisingly first entered Han Zhou's ears. This guy seemed to always keep one eye on the door.
"Han Zhou, why did you bring back so many packages at once? Are you planning to catch the package thief this time?"
Several roommates knew about the "takeaway thief elimination plan" from last time, and they had even gotten several days of free barbecue for it. When they saw Han Zhou bringing back so many express deliveries, Chen Zheng and Huo Zhencheng seemed a little surprised and came over to help.
"The box on top is a laptop, and the box below is a keyboard. Please help me put these two on the table. The rest can be placed anywhere. Thank you."
With the help of his roommate, Han Zhou quickly completed the "unloading", then opened the express and began to check.
These things are not really heavy, but there are too many of them to be convenient to carry.
Chen Zheng pushed his glasses and wondered, "Did you buy the goods from outside?"
"That's right." Han Zhou nodded. There was no need to hide this from his roommate. "I plan to open a roadside stall outside the school."
"A roadside stall?"
Chen Zheng thought he was joking, but when he saw a box of starch sausages, he was stunned for a moment, "Are you going to sell this?"
"That's right." Han Zhou smiled, "Fried starch sausage."
After a few days of research, he has a fairly concrete understanding of what "culinary proficiency" means.
First of all, according to his statistics, if you don't prepare the ingredients carefully, the probability of being able to make delicious food while concentrating is about 25%, or even slightly lower, at least 5 percentage points lower than the 30% probability in the skill description.
He had guessed this before. It was probably because the properties of food in reality could not meet the normal requirements of the status bar. This was not surprising. After all, green and healthy ingredients are difficult to find nowadays.
Secondly, compared to fine food, the probability of producing top-quality food is quite low, probably less than 5%. If the negative impact of food quality is added, the probability will be even lower. At least he has not succeeded in producing top-quality food so far.
However, given that this thing is addictive, he may not want to eat it even if it is made, so the expectations are not high.
Finally, and most importantly, after repeatedly studying the sentence in the skill description "Any food produced by your hands has a certain delicious attribute", he finally came to a conclusion -
You can mass-produce a large amount of delicious food in a short period of time.
The so-called "just do it for you" does not mean that it needs to go through a whole set of cooking processes, but it means literally that you just need to do it.
In other words, any food touched by Han Zhou will have a 20% improvement in deliciousness after being processed into food, instead of having to go through a complete cooking process.
Of course, this is not without restrictions. The restrictions have been mentioned above, that is, it must undergo "processing".
In Han Zhou's many tests, the ingredients need to go through at least one of the heating processes of frying, cooking, stir-frying, and deep-frying, or they need to go through a more complicated pre-processing, so that the ingredients can have a delicious attribute bonus. Simply touching it does not count as processing, nor does it meet the condition of triggering "through your hands".
This is the basis for Han Zhou to set up a roadside stall.
As for why he chose to sell fried starch sausages, he had considered it carefully.