The cruel refusal without any whirlwind hit An Xiaqing's heart like a final word.

Let her hard-earned courage be torn to pieces again.

Although she didn't have much hope, she still felt disappointment in her heart.

"I'm sorry to make such a presumptuous request. An Xiaqing politely smiled and apologized.

"However, if you are interested in joining the art club, please give priority to our hand-drawn illustration club. ”

Guan Lang stared at An Xiaqing in front of him for a while, and suddenly asked.

"Are you the current president of the hand-drawn illustration club?"

"Uh... Yes. The other party's question was very sudden, so that An Xia Qing couldn't grasp the meaning he wanted to express.

"Then you're a schoolgirl, no wonder I haven't seen you before. Guan Lang said with a smile.

Before?

What before?

An Xiaqing watched the figures of Guan Lang and the two disappear at the end of the corridor, confused by what Guan Lang had just said.

Because of the time to think, I also missed the opportunity to stop Guan Lang and ask about things.

The morning of the second day of the art and culture festival.

Today is the last day of the event, and there are significantly more people than yesterday.

Guan Lang and the two got up early in the morning and started to work.

The two girls who were at the garden stall next to the two yesterday didn't know if they didn't do it today, or if they were looking for another venue, and they didn't appear next door.

After yesterday's rest, Gao Qianhe seems to have regained his energy.

Sitting on the wooden stool, watching Guan Lang carrying a big iron spoon stirring a boiler of beef offal, Gao Qianhe asked with some excitement.

"Say, how much money can we make in these two days?"

Guan Lang was so busy that he didn't raise his head: "Do you still care about this money? Your father gives you a five-figure living allowance every month, right?"

"It's different, it's so boring to spend the family's money, and the money you earn is safe to spend. ”

"Tsk... You're right, but I don't see you usually taking less money from your dad than you do. Guan Lang condemned the hypocritical humility.

From eight o'clock, the business of the offal stall began to flourish.

"A bowl of medium turnips and offal, no turnips. ”

"A large bowl of brisket, sprinkled with peppercorns and a spoonful of vinegar. ”

After yesterday morning's work, the two of them have become proficient in cooperating with each other.

One person scoops the food and the other is responsible for bagging and packing.

Time passed slowly, just as Guan Lang mechanically repeated the work of reception and boxing.

A somewhat surprised voice came into his ears.

"Guan Lang, are you also setting up a stall?" The man's voice was deep, old-fashioned with some gentleness: "It's also a good thing to participate in more school activities." ”

Guan Lang looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a familiar Chinese character.

"Ah, good morning, Mr. Zheng. Guan Lang smiled and said hello.

"Teacher, what do you want to eat? ”

"Haha, if you bribe me now, I won't lower the scoring requirements when the time comes. Teacher Zheng made a joke.

"I'd better pay for it myself, a big bowl of offal, I didn't expect you to have this craft, it smells pretty good." ”

"Well, if I don't do architecture in the future, I'll go and open a shop as a chef. Guan Lang was also joking.

Maybe it's because it's not because of the class, Teacher Zheng, who usually doesn't smile, also put away his usual seriousness and put on a rare smile.

made Guan Lang feel a little flattered.

Although Guan Lang wanted to have a treat, Mr. Zheng resolutely scanned the QR code on WeChat to pay, but in the end he did not succeed.

"Remember to deepen the plan, next week I will see the general map of 4 A1. Before leaving, Mr. Zheng did not forget to leave a demonic whisper.

Guan Lang could only nod helplessly in agreement.

Gao Qianhe smiled gloatingly on the side: "Fate is really wonderful. ”

......

"Sorry, it's sold out. Guan Lang apologized to the guests in the back, hung up the sell-out sign, and then began to clean up the boiler and the surrounding garbage.

With the experience of yesterday, the two of them specially prepared some more ingredients today.

So I sold it until almost 12 o'clock at noon, and then I sold out of things.

The weekly quest has been completed, and Guan Lang enters the system page in his mind to receive the weekly quest reward.

"Congratulations on completing the weekly quest and receiving rewards: 2 points for cooking proficiency, 3 points for character experience, and 60 days of strength for the day after tomorrow. ”

"Congratulations! Cooking proficiency has met the upgrade conditions and has been upgraded to level 3 (1/15). ”

With the upgrade of the system, Guan Lang's mind suddenly appeared a lot of cooking knowledge, seasoning, heat, knife work......

Guan Lang closed his eyes and digested the knowledge and experience that suddenly emerged.

When he opened his eyes again, a smile drew on the corners of his mouth.

Level 3 is probably at the level of a watershed.

Even if the second level is very close to the third level, it is still an amateur level, at most it is a good degree of cooking among ordinary people, but there is no clear understanding of how to spice and how much to grasp the specific heat.

However, after Level 3, he has a deeper knowledge and understanding of cooking, and has also learned a variety of processes that he has never known before, as well as details that need to be paid attention to when cooking.

If you say that the joke of going to open a restaurant in the future with Mr. Zheng is still relatively heavy, now Guan Lang really has the skills to open a restaurant.

"Guan Lang, what's going on, don't be lazy, hurry up and help me sweep the floor together." Gao Qianhe was sweeping up the garbage left by the customers in front of the stall, and when he turned around, he saw Guan Lang standing in place like a wooden chicken, "lazy".

"Right away. Guan Lang came back to his senses.

The two of them sat on a stool after cleaning up the garbage.

"How about how much money have you collected in the past two days?" asked Gao Qianhe.

"It's eleven thousand two hundred and forty pieces. Guan Lang glanced at the payment on WeChat and said with some surprise.

"How much do you say?" Gao Qianhe was so shocked that he couldn't believe his ears.

"Twelve thousand two hundred and forty. Guan Lang repeated. "But that's not the cost removed. ”

"The cost is less than 3,000 yuan,, we made 8,000 yuan in two days??" Gao Qian's tone was excited.

Originally, he really didn't have the purpose of making money, just thinking about having fun, but he didn't expect this kind of small business to be so profitable.

4,000 yuan a day, 120,000 yuan a month.

It's a pity that the cultural festival only lasts for two days, otherwise you can make an extra profit.

Gao Qianhe even felt a little regretful.

"Guan Lang, why don't we go out to set up a stall outside the school on weekends in the future to make money, it's too profitable. Gao Qianhe, who was still excited, proposed.

Guan Lang ignored Gao Qianhe's unrealistic proposal.

This is also the cultural festival with a large flow of people, and the time and occasion are very special, if you really go outside to be a street vendor, how can you make so much money.

Besides, it's too tiring to do this business, he is still a student, and he is not short of money, how can he have the energy to make a long-term living.