In the morning, Guan Lang finished class.

Walking under the shade trees on campus with his schoolbag on his back, Guan Lang could obviously feel that the campus atmosphere today was a lot restless.

What I heard was that many students passing by were discussing the cultural festival on the weekend, and the WeChat public accounts of Tiannan University on their mobile phones also began to promote.

For a while, the news of the cultural festival was quite overwhelming.

However, it is also understandable that the publicity in advance allows those teachers and students who are ready to carry out activities to know earlier and make some relevant preparations.

The talent club of the performance program should decide the performance project in advance and conduct a rehearsal.

Those who open food park stalls also have to decide in advance to print menus, buy ingredients, and rent kitchen utensils.

The time for the cultural festival theme class meeting of the first class of the building where he is also set is this afternoon.

He needs to decide on the type of food to be sold at the food stalls at the festival so that the counsellor can register and report to the school.

"Chef Guan, have you decided on the dishes of our shop? I will ask the purchasing manager of the restaurant to prepare the ingredients in advance. Gao Qianhe asked on WeChat.

"Your dad knows about this, right? The cost of the ingredients is calculated on us, and when the time comes, we will divide the cost after deducting the cost. Guan Lang asked again, he was worried that Gao Qianhe was using his status as a young proprietor to get ingredients in the restaurant, which might cause some problems.

"The old man agreed, he said that as long as I don't take the chef away and disturb the business of the store, I can take as many ingredients as I like. Gao Qianhe replied nonchalantly.

"Then we'll make turnip offal, what do you think?" Guan Lang asked.

"Yes, I love offal too, but will you do it?" Gao Qianhe questioned.

"Huh. Guan Lang's tone was confident.

Speaking of cooking, although he is not very proficient, he still has mastered several good dishes, the most outstanding of which is to make radish and beef offal.

Guan Lang himself pondered and studied the formula ratio of radish and offal, and after repeated practice, practice makes perfect.

At least there is no problem with this dish being taken out to open a grocery store.

"Yes, young man, I appreciate your confident attitude, send me a copy of what ingredients you need. Gao Qianhe said with a smile.

"Licorice, cloves, cinnamon, star anise, white wine, ......" Guan Lang reported a series of ingredients.

"Yo, I can really do it, then I'll wait for you to take me to make a fortune. Gao Qianhe saw a large list of ingredients and kitchen utensils needed, and only then did he understand that Guan Lang really had two brushes, and said in a happy tone.

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In the afternoon, Guan Lang took advantage of his free time to practice the left and right wild horse manes, and he was not too proficient in practicing last night.

This is not a big problem, because through the auxiliary function, his body has roughly memorized the accurate movements, but it takes time to consolidate the muscle memory and turn the movements into a conditioned reflex-like existence.

Step up and hold the ball... Lunges split... Adjust the center of gravity.

The internal force in the body was stirring with Guan Lang's free movements, and the internal force gathered in the palms of both hands continued to wash like flowing water.

If this energy is visible, and the observer still has the ability to see, he can probably see two air masses attached to Guan Lang's palm, constantly rotating and impacting.

Guan Lang felt the feeling of energy coming from his palm as if there were countless ponies galloping, and exhaled a long breath.

This style of wild horse mane is also generally mastered, and then you can continue to improve with a little practice every day.

Guan Lang gently pasted his left palm, which was condensed with internal force, on the easel not far away.

"Bang. ”

A soft thud rang out.

A force of about a few kilograms suddenly erupted in his palm.

"Bang. ”

The easel fell to the ground in response.

Guan Lang dissipated his internal force, stared at the palm of his hand for a while, and was a little excited in his heart, he didn't use any strength to push the easel just now, but only had contact with the surface of the body, so that power was the effect of his move.

This was the first move he had mastered that could be used in actual combat, and now it was a little weaker.

But this is because he is still only mastering the action in rough steps, a large amount of internal force is lost in the process of transmission, and only a small part of the internal force can play a role.

As long as he continues to practice and improve his proficiency, the internal force he loses can be continuously reduced, and as his skills become proficient, his internal force will be improved and refined, and the power of his moves can also be increased by hundreds or thousands of times.

The progress of martial arts training is not too fast, but this feeling of continuous progress bit by bit makes Guan Lang a little addicted.

His daily schedule is now long-distance running and martial arts practice, and as long as there are no special circumstances, he will find time to complete these two things every day.

After taking a shower, Guan Lang glanced at the time, and was about to go to the class meeting.

The class meeting will take place in classroom A201 in the Architectural Campus.

In addition to the students who are going to set up a garden booth at the cultural festival, there are many other students who have nothing to do.

Everyone is holding a lot of models with exquisite workmanship.

Most of the students in the School of Architecture have a lot of useless models piled up in their dormitories, which are left over from the previous evaluations.

I lost it directly, and I was reluctant, dozens or hundreds of material costs, and a lot of my own hard work, but it was left in the dormitory and occupied a place, and it might be ruined if I accidentally bumped into it.

So it's a good choice to sell it at the cultural festival, although it can't sell much, but it can be regarded as a return to blood.

Guan Lang was not exempt from vulgarity, and chose a model that he thought was okay and brought it over to prepare for consignment.

When the people were almost here, Qin Yanxi walked into the classroom with a wad of papers.

Qin Yanxi walked to the podium and stood still, looking around at the students in the seats below.

After turning his eyes around, he stayed in Guan Lang's seat for a few seconds, feeling a little surprised.

She also thought that Guan Lang would not participate in this kind of activity, after all, Guan Lang did not participate last year.

"There are a lot of people, and it seems that everyone's enthusiasm for participating in the festival is very high. Qin Yanxi, as always, was straight to the point. "Without delaying everyone, let's start the first process of the day. ”

The squad leader and several squad cadres helped collect everyone's models and mark and record the ownership of the models. ”

Everyone handed in the model, registered their names on the form, pasted the serial number on the surface of the model, and wrote the selling price.

"Everyone's model can be priced by yourself, but not too expensive, set a similar price according to your own situation, according to previous experience the most expensive should not exceed 100 yuan, otherwise it may not be sold. Qin Yanxi reminded.

But having said that, according to her experience, there should still be a few heads, and students who feel good about themselves will be priced in the hundreds.

Guan Lang thought for a moment, and only marked a twenty yuan, focusing on participation.

If you put it in the apartment and eat ashes, it is better to let the person you like buy it.