"Hey, Zhichu, what's wrong, what are you looking at?"

Zhang Dakui and Kang Junle walked a few steps and found that Ning Zhichu did not move, but kept staring at a certain place. Zhang Dakui followed Ning Zhichu's line of sight and didn't find anything else special.

Also, Zhang Dakui and Kang Junle, who are only fifteen or sixteen years old, either practice basketball skills on weekdays, or swim in the sea of textbook papers, and they have no experience in running a shop, so Zhang Dakui and Kang Junle will turn a blind eye to the "rental notice" on the notice board.

In fact, after Ning Zhichu discovered the surprise of the business opportunity, he wondered whether this leasing notice was a formality. Otherwise, if you want to rent a canteen like this, you should go to official channels or some local media channels to find potential customers, rather than posting it on a notice board for a group of students with little experience and capital to watch.

Or is the bunk on the second floor of the second canteen actually mainly for those big dogs on campus? That's right, although Shi Yàn Middle School claims to be a middle school close to the citizens, everyone knows that Shi Yàn Middle School, as one of the best middle schools in Xinyang City, can't stop those rich second generations who don't have enough scores but enough money.

Otherwise, Shi Yàn Middle School would not have brought the school's hardware facilities to the first-class standards of Xinyang City and even the whole province in just a few years, so that the leaders of the Provincial Department of Education were full of praise when they came down to inspect.

"It's nothing, Da Kui, Junle, let's go to the second floor and eat crockpot soup."

These thoughts swirled in Ning Zhichu's heart for a few seconds, and soon, Ning Zhichu let go of some distracting thoughts in his heart, and then said to Zhang Dakui and Kang Junle.

"Eating crockpot soup in this weather? Make no mistake. ”

If it weren't for the fact that he was on the road where people came and went now, Zhang Dakui would have wanted to put his hand on Ning Zhichu's forehead to see if Ning Zhichu had a fever and was confused.

After all, the weather with temperatures as high as 35°C is no joke, and the crockpot soup is a hot snack that is hard to eat in the summer.

In addition, the price of crockpot soup snacks is still very expensive, the price of a single palm-sized crockpot soup is at least 5 yuan, and then add some green vegetables and lean meat, a meal will cost fifteen yuan and sixteen yuan, compared with a fast food on the first floor of the second canteen that is only seven or eight yuan, not any student can afford to eat every day.

"That's right, Zhichu, why do you suddenly want to eat crockpot soup today?"

Kang Junle, who had the worst family background among the three, pursed his lips, he didn't really want to go to the second floor to eat crockpot soup. The first time he went to eat, he ordered a crockpot soup, and then a green vegetable and a duck meat, which cost 16 yuan, and he felt sorry for him. You must know that he usually saves money, and every time he comes to the canteen to eat, the meals he orders will not exceed 10 yuan each time, and he basically maintains it at about seven or eight yuan.

"Or, now that there are so many people on the first floor, when are we going to squeeze in? Are we really going to go over and squeeze? Ning Zhichu pointed with his right hand, and saw that the windows on the first floor of the second cafeteria were crowded with freshmen in the first year of high school.

Belch.

Kang Junle and Zhang Dakui looked at the crowded crowd on the first floor, swallowed a mouthful of saliva carefully, and then shook their heads one after another.

After thinking about it, Kang Junle said, "Why don't we come back later?" ”

"Then you won't starve to death?" Zhang Dakui touched his shriveled stomach, he didn't want to starve, and when he came over, it would definitely be leftovers, and he didn't like to eat it.

Just when Kang Junle and Zhang Dakui still wanted to argue, Ning Zhichu stopped, "That's it, let's go to the crockpot soup on the second floor, I have a treat today." ”

“…… Then today we will fight the local tyrants and divide the land. After being silent for a while, Zhang Dakui smiled heartily.

…………

There are 2 canteens in Shiyàn Middle School, but unlike the teaching buildings and dormitory buildings, which have a nickname, these two canteens have no names. In order to distinguish between them, students automatically call the cafeteria located in the direction of the junior high school building the first cafeteria, and the cafeteria located in the direction of the student dormitory building the second cafeteria.

The first floor of the first and second canteens is the same, and it is run by the school's logistics office itself, which basically provides fast food at a good price, but the taste is not so good.

The second floor of the two canteens is open to the outside world, especially the third floor of the second canteen, the entire third floor has been contracted to run a restaurant that mainly sells private room catering, which is especially popular with some wealthy students in the school.

On the second floor of the second canteen, 17 bunks, large and small, are isolated for rent to the community. Basically, businesses in the community also like to settle in the canteen of the real yàn middle school. In the past, Shi Yàn Middle School was closed management, only 3 days a month to go out, and the food of nearly 6,000 students in the school could only be solved in the canteen, so the canteen of Shi Yàn Middle School was a guarantee of making money, unless the taste of the food in this business was really difficult to swallow.

The leasing notice that Ning Zhichu saw just now, the bunk to be rented is the B03 bunk located at the entrance of the second canteen, a very conspicuous bunk, as long as the students have entered the cafeteria, they can see this bunk.

Before that, this shop was contracted by a Sichuan man to do Malatang business. It stands to reason that business will be very prosperous, but I don't know if it's the reason for the lack of adaptation, Malatang's business will always be tepid. Therefore, the Sichuan people who could not afford high store rents and low revenues had no choice but to retreat.

"Hey, Ning Zhichu, this way."

Just when Ning Zhichu stopped to look at the B03 bunk, Zhang Dakui thought that Ning Zhichu didn't know that the crockpot soup was in the B07 bunk, so he greeted Ning Zhichu.

"Oh, here we are."

Ning Zhichu replied, but he glanced at the B03 bunk a few times, and then walked to the B07 bunk where the crockpot soup shop was located.

"What's the matter, Achu, something is wrong with you at noon today."

The crowd on the second floor was much smaller than on the first floor, so Ning Zhichu and the three of them quickly found a place.

As soon as he sat down, Zhang Dakui seemed to notice something, so he asked with a frown.

"Yes, Zhichu, if there are any difficulties, just say it, if Da Kui and I can help, we will definitely help, and we won't shirk anything."

Kang Junle took a green vegetable with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, vaguely speaking.

"Hmm."

Ning Zhichu just wanted to move his chopsticks, but his heart suddenly moved, so he said, "Isn't that shop that originally did Malatang business renting today?" I'd like to give it a try, and when you have time, would you like to help? ”

"Ahem, what?"

Zhang Dakui was taken aback and knocked over the spoon containing the soup.

"You want to contract?!"