Chapter 203: Underground Fried Rice Business
As the winter vacation approaches, time passes more slowly.
Many people are counting the days, counting their fingers day by day, watching the week finally pass and it’s exam week.
For Ying Chanxi, exam week is her favorite time.
It's not because she likes the quirks of taking exams, but because as a top 40 student in the whole grade, during exams, she and Li Luo will be arranged to take exams in the same classroom.
In the last monthly exam, Li Luo ranked 15th in the school.
In order of seat numbers, Ying Chanxi will sit in the first seat in the first row by the window in the classroom, while Li Luo will sit in the second seat in the second row to her right.
For Li Luo, after more than half a year of adapting and running in, with the blessing of the Memory Palace, he recently developed a new ability.
In other words, it should be an evolved version of the ability of the soul.
That is, real-time imitation function.
As long as he wanted to, sitting in the current examination seat, he could stare at Ying Chanxi's hands doing the questions, and then enter a real-time simulation state to perfectly copy the words she wrote on the test paper.
But this kind of thing is not very necessary for him.
After all, relying on hard power now, according to Li Luo's judgment, even without the memory palace, his current results can definitely enter the top 100.
After using the Memory Palace, he can almost stabilize himself in the top 30 in the school. The specific ranking depends on everyone's on-the-spot performance.
As for the top ten or even the top five or three, unless Li Luo really uses real-time simulation, it will be really difficult.
At least at this stage it is difficult to do.
The higher the ranking, the harder it is to improve every point.
This requires not only simple memory, but also a very thorough and complete cognitive framework for the current learning content of the entire subject.
The test papers prepared by the test teachers are all graded, and the difficulty level corresponds to the learning level.
The most difficult questions on each test paper are often the key to widening the gap between the students at the front.
Li Luo's problems basically stem from this.
It's not that he doesn't know how to do it, but in exam situations, he always loses points because he doesn't understand the knowledge points deeply enough, or he doesn't apply them flexibly enough.
After asking the teacher or Ying Chanxi, Li Luo immediately realized, oh, this is how it was done.
In the past, even if Ying Chanxi explained to him the problem-solving ideas, there was a high probability that he would not understand and would always be in a state of semi-comprehension.
"How did you do in this exam?"
After the last subject was over and the test papers were handed in, Ying Chanxi walked to Li Luo's exam table and asked him, " Are you sure you’ll be in the top ten?”
“How can you be sure?” Li Luo rolled his eyes, “Are people in the top ten?”
“They are all in the top ten. Here." Jian Zhenyuan, the deputy squad leader of Class 1, said quietly, "Aren't we human?"
"Li Luo, you are not human." Xie Shuchen sat on the right side of Li Luo. I couldn't help but complain, "Look at this classroom, where else are there parallel classes besides you?"
"Li Luo, please stop being modest." Liu Shaowen, who was sitting behind Li Luo, pushed up his glasses. , "By the way, I also want to ask, Li Luo, are you free during the winter vacation? We can go out and play."
Li Luo glanced at Liu Shaowen. As soon as this brother spoke, he knew what he meant, so he said lazily: "Ying Chanxi is going to travel abroad during the winter vacation, so I don't think I have much time."
"Eh? Is the squad leader going abroad?"
"My father is going abroad for a business trip, so I will go out with him." Ying Chanxi glanced at Li Luo, "But what does it have to do with you guys going out to play? "
"When will the squad leader leave?" Xie Shuchen asked curiously, "When the end of the semester is over, the members of our rock club may get together. Squad leader, you can come with Li Luo."
"This should be okay, right?" Ying Chanxi thought for a moment. In addition to Li Luo, there was also Yan Zhusheng in the rock club, so he nodded and said.
Hearing what Ying Chanxi said, Liu Shaowen suddenly became anxious: "Our literary club can also have a dinner together."
"How can you get together with more than 30 people in your literary club? "Xie Shuchen on the side laughed and said, "There are only five or six people in our rock club, which is very convenient."
"Let's ask the president about this when the time comes," Li Luo said, "If everyone has time, We can have a meal together when the winter vacation comes at the end of the month."
"What about the literary club?" Liu Shaowen asked expectantly.
"Um..." Li Luo looked at Liu Shaowen's eyes and suddenly felt ashamed, "Let's ask Senior Xu about this when the time comes and see if she has any arrangements in this regard."
There is definitely no arrangement.
After returning home in the evening, Li Luo asked Xu Youyu who was lying on the sofa.
Xu Youyu immediately kicked his white and tender feet and sighed: "You must be sick! What kind of dinner are you having? It's finally a holiday and you can rest. Who has the time to have a busy dinner?"< br>
"Forget it, I'm just asking." Li Luo glanced at the pair of dazzling feet, turned up the temperature of the air conditioner in the living room, and then took out a small pudding from the refrigerator.
Eating ice cream in a hot air conditioner in winter is a unique enjoyment.
“I want it too!” Xu Youyu shouted from the sofa.
"No." Li Luo shook his head, "Who said before that I wouldn't eat pudding for the past two days when I had diarrhea? Senior sister, you'd better take it easy."
"Why are you more annoying than my mother? ?" Xu Youyu turned over on the sofa and couldn't help but complain, "I just said that, why do you remember it so hard?"
"If I remember correctly," Li Luo glanced. He glanced at her, "Is your aunt coming soon? It's better to eat less pudding."
"You're a bit perverted." Xu Youyu stared at him for a few times, "Why don't you even know my date?" Remember? I didn’t think I told you?”
"I saw you entering the toilet with a sanitary napkin last time, so I remembered it easily."
"You are still a pervert after all." Xu Youyu spat, "You don't remember the dates of all the girls you know. Right?"
"Am I that boring?" Li Luo was speechless, "Why should I remember her if we are not familiar with her?"
After chatting in the living room for a while, Li Luo was speechless. Luo went back to the bedroom and continued typing.
As soon as I coded for a while, I received a call.
Li Luo took a look and found that it was Yan Zhusheng calling.
"Hello?" Li Luo answered the phone and asked strangely, "Why are you calling at this time? Are you in the dormitory?"
"On the way back to the dormitory." Yan Zhusheng whispered said.
"What's the matter?"
"Well..." Yan Zhusheng blinked, "Li Luo, didn't you say you won't make fried rice?"
"Yes, I'm coding at home."
"Then why is your uncle still here?" Yan Zhusheng asked, "There is also Zhao Rongjun helping me, setting up the stall."
"What the hell?" Li Luo looked stunned and asked quickly, "Is it over there by the fire iron door downstairs in your dormitory?"
"Yes, right there. "Place." Yan Zhusheng nodded and said, "I heard from my classmates that they have been there before, but I didn't notice them before and only saw them today."
After hearing what Yan Zhusheng said, the corner of Li Luo's mouth suddenly twitched. , you can probably guess what the situation is.
"I'll go take a look. They shouldn't have left yet, right?" Li Luo asked Yan Zhusheng.
"No." Yan Zhusheng was standing not far from the iron gate at this time, looking at the situation on the other side, "If you want to come, I will wait here for a while."
"It's okay, you can go back to the dormitory first."
"But I want to eat fried rice."
Li Luo: "...then go and order one."
"Can I eat what you cooked?"
"You are quite demanding." Li Luo rolled his eyes, stood up in a hurry, put on his down jacket and scarf, and walked out of the bedroom.
At this time, Ying Chanxi was still taking a bath in the bathroom, and Xu Youyu was coding in the study, without noticing Li Luo's movements.
Li Luo put on his shoes and went out. He quickly rushed all the way from Bihailanting to the fire iron gate of the dormitory area of the No. 1 Middle School, and saw his uncle and Zhao Rongjun at a glance.
At this time, Lin Xiufeng's electric three-wheeler had been modified by him somewhere and turned into a mobile stall.
The original open-top carriage at the back has become an upper and lower level.
Fried rice is placed on top and a gas tank or something is placed on the bottom.
And I don’t know if it was to avoid suspicion or what, Lin Xiufeng did not park the electric three-wheel directly in front of the iron gate. Instead, he parked it on the side of the road a little further away, facing the road. The entrance to the community opposite.
Occasionally, residents who take a walk home late at night, or who have just returned from work, will come over and order one when they smell the aroma here.
After all, Lin Xiufeng had lived in a rural area since he was a child, so it was no problem to make fried rice. He even made some tricks to make stir-fried rice noodles.
As for Zhao Rongjun, he went between the iron gate and the electric three-wheeler. The students on the other side of the iron gate placed orders. After Zhao Rongjun gathered them together, he ran to the stall to place the order, and then cooked the fried food. The meal is delivered and paid for.
Seeing this scene, Li Luo suddenly felt dumbfounded.
Forget it about uncle.
After Lin Xiufeng discovered how much money could be made by cooking rice at a roadside stall, it was normal for Lin Xiufeng to become interested.
But this guy Zhao Rongjun, Li Luo is really a little bit overwhelmed.
I thought I had convinced him before, but unexpectedly, I secretly partnered with Lin Xiufeng to sell fried rice here without telling him.
Are you really addicted to making money?
Especially now that Li Luo is missing, and Lin Xiufeng has enough time to prepare in advance, the money he makes is estimated to be several times higher than before.
Thinking of this, Li Luo felt helpless. He walked to Lin Xiufeng's stall and said with a smile: "Boss, bring me four portions of fried rice."
"Okay! Wait a minute!" Lin Xiufeng was so busy at this time that he didn't even look up to see who it was, but the voice sounded familiar, so he looked up in hindsight, "Huh? Li Luo?! You Why are you here?"
"You're still asking me?" Li Luo rolled his eyes, "I still want to ask you, why are you selling fried rice here?"
"Isn't this making money?" Lin Xiufeng chuckled a little embarrassedly, "I didn't think much about it before, but then I saw how fast you two were making money, so I thought about it and went back to think about it."< br>
“In my delivery job, I have relatives to take care of me. It’s basically a day shift and I get off work at five or six in the evening.”
“I’m a loner, so I have nothing to do when I go home. I just watch TV and check my phone.”
“I come here to sell fried rice. I start working at about eight o’clock in the evening and close the stall at eleven o’clock. It only takes two or three hours in total.”
"The net income this night is five to six hundred, shouldn't we rush to do such a good thing? My monthly salary is only four to five thousand."
Listen to Lin Xiufeng's words Upon hearing this, Li Luo was a little stunned.
On second thought, that’s exactly what happened.
It is mainly for students who live in dormitories, and the passenger flow is too stable.
Dozens of students come to buy rice every day, and the only one selling fried rice is Lin Xiufeng's family. Isn't this just a money-making business?
Even two or three hours of high-intensity fried rice is quite tiring.
Li Luo had done this kind of fried rice stall in his previous life. There were not many people around, so he made a portion every once in a while. It was not very tiring, but he also made little money.
Once the flow of people increases, one meal after another without stopping is quite annoying.
That is, Lin Xiufeng is not afraid of hardship and has the stimulation of making money, so he can persevere.
At this time, Zhao Rongjun collected another batch of orders from students and trotted over.
As a result, he caught sight of Li Luo and was so frightened that he shouted: "Li Luo?!"
"Don't act like you've seen a ghost." Li Luo rolled his eyes. Then he came to Lin Xiufeng and said, "Uncle, I'll do it. You rest for a while, and I'll take some fried rice back."
Lin Xiufeng was stunned for a moment, and wanted to refuse, but at this moment he really agreed. I was tired, so I gave up my position.
He had tasted a portion of the fried rice brought by Li Luo and Zhao Rongjun before, and it tasted really good, so he was not worried about Li Luo's level.
But when Li Luo replaced him and stood at the fried rice stall, Lin Xiufeng suddenly discovered that Li Luo's whole temperament was a little different.
How should I put it... Lin Xiufeng was a little stunned when he saw Li Luo skillfully using a spoon to put all the seasonings and everything into the pot, with the smooth movements of a dragonfly tapping water.
You boy...are you a little too skilled in this action?
At his speed, if Lin Xiufeng can provide one meal, Li Luo can almost provide one and a half.
The efficiency is more than a little higher.
At this time, Zhao Rongjun stood aside a little awkwardly, waiting for Li Luo to finish the seven or eight portions of fried rice on the order, handed it to Zhao Rongjun, and then finished frying the four portions he asked for. Li Luo carried the lunch box to the iron gate.
At this time, Zhao Rongjun had completed the handover and collected another eighty yuan, and then five or six more classmates placed orders.
So Zhao Rongjun quickly handed it over to Lin Xiufeng at the stall over there, and finally returned to Li Luo.
"Is it fun?" Li Luo glanced at Zhao Rongjun and asked with a half-smile.
"Uh...hehe." Zhao Rongjun scratched his head a little embarrassed, "I don't have to hide it from you, I just feel...that something..."
"Okay, okay." Li Luo rolled his eyes, "Anyway, the final exams are over, and it's going to be a holiday soon. Let's see if your final exam scores have dropped."
"That's definitely not the case. "Zhao Rongjun patted his chest and assured, "I review very seriously, there will be no problem."
Li Luo smiled, not worried about this, and then asked: "So how much have you earned these days. ?”
“Hehe.” Zhao Rongjun couldn’t help laughing when he mentioned this, “Your uncle gives me one hundred every day, and I help him keep notes and collect the money. Sometimes he gets tired. It’s quite relaxing to help cook for a while.”
Seeing his excitement, Li Luo was a little speechless.
But there will be a holiday in a week, so he didn't bother to care anymore. He just said: "You still have to pay attention to safety, and tell my uncle if you have anything."
"I know. "
After talking to Zhao Rongjun, Li Luo turned to look inside the iron gate and waved to Yan Zhusheng, who had been waiting not far away.
At this time, Zhao Rongjun noticed Yan Zhusheng's figure, and his face turned dark. He finally understood why selling fried rice was exposed.
"Here, you want the fried rice." Li Luo handed a box of fried rice to Yan Zhusheng's hand, "Be careful because it is hot, I fried it myself."
"Oh." Yan Zhusheng caught the fried rice and nodded happily, "It smells so good."
"I'll give you a few more pairs of chopsticks and a few empty boxes." Li Luo said, "Don't eat it at night. It’s too much, give it to your roommate.”
“Yes.” Yan Zhusheng nodded obediently, “I know.”
In order to prevent her from being excluded in the dormitory, Li Luo decided to give it to her. It can be considered a painstaking effort.
Although Yan Zhusheng is a bit stupid occasionally, he is not stupid.
"Li Luo."
"Huh?"
"You are so kind."
"...Go back and rest early."
“Oh.”
(End of this chapter)