At half past ten in the morning, the first wave of the peak of the small noodle restaurant passed, and Lai Hao had a chance to breathe. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After eleven o'clock, the second round of peak season arrives, and it can be closed without incident.

Lai Hao hurried to watch a football game in the store and blew the air conditioner, refusing to enter the hot dog kitchen.

Seeing the two teachers who walked in, Lai Hao responded with a smile.

Su Yuyan had never seen Chef Gao Lenglai so enthusiastic about any guest, and when she was suspicious, Lai Hao's voice came: "Let me introduce, this is my homeroom teacher, Teacher Ling, and Teacher Xiao Cheng, who teaches me physical education." Two teachers, this is Boss Su who works with me. ”

Hot mom suddenly, she had heard of these two teachers from Xiaomeng's mouth.

Kang Ping was at a loss, he thought that Lai Hao was a huge rich and handsome man, but he was just a fresh graduate of the Ninth Middle School. He couldn't figure out why such an ordinary high school student was so good at cooking, and it was said that his kung fu was very good.

After a pleasantry, Lai Hao went to the kitchen to cook noodles.

Su Yuyan chatted with Teacher Xiao Cheng for a few words, but she couldn't talk to Teacher Ling at all.

She began to understand why Xiaomeng said that Laihao respected Teacher Ling very much.

Because these two people are basically all the way, they both belong to the kind of people who can't chat.

The teachers and students of No. 9 Middle School all knew that Ling Qingyuan was usually able to speak well in class, but became silent after class. This teacher is relatively high-minded and speaks terribly, not only offending the parents of the students, but also offending the school leaders.

As the only national special-grade teacher in the Ninth Middle School, Ling Qingyuan would have become a leader a long time ago as long as he was a little "sensible". It's a pity that he has been ignorant all his life, and he is still just a Chinese teacher without any high-end positions.

Ling Qingyuan's teaching level is quite high, and it is said that many schools want to poach him, including Horton Middle School, which once offered three times the salary to poach him. However, Ling Qingyuan refused all of them, leaving behind a famous saying that was widely circulated in the Ninth Middle School: I used to graduate from the Ninth Middle School, and I retired from the Ninth Middle School in the future.

This is a rare middle school teacher in today's society, who has a strong character and feelings, which is awe-inspiring.

In this era when teachers dare to open weekend cram schools, winter and summer vacation training classes, and make extra money like crazy, Ling Qingyuan rejected many parents who took the initiative to ask him to open training classes, claiming that opening cram schools was a kind of abuse of students, and threatened that whenever his students went to cram schools, they would not have to come to his classes again.

This wonderful teacher has offended a large number of parents and countless peers who run cram schools.

Many people seriously suspect that he was born with money.

"Famous teachers make high apprentices."

Looking at Teacher Ling, Su Yuyan sighed secretly in her heart.

She finally figured out why Lai Hao rejected Mr. Xia's proposal to open a new store yesterday.

Hot mom has thought about it empathically, if she is Laihao, it will be difficult to find a reason to refuse Mr. Xia.

It can be seen that what kind of teacher and what kind of student he teaches, Lai Hao is deeply influenced by Teacher Ling.

What Lai Hao admires most about Teacher Ling is that he can't get along with money, and Teacher Ling will never bend over five buckets of rice.

"So much? I refuse to force consumption ha! ”

Seeing that Lai Hao brought out four bowls of noodles at one time, Teacher Xiao Cheng protested.

"Huh." Chef smiled and didn't speak.

Ling Qingyuan glanced at Lai Hao worriedly, there were only two customers in the store at the moment, one was himself, and the other was Teacher Xiao Cheng. From Teacher Ling's point of view, his student's business is very bad, but he is still smiling.

"This kid is so stubborn that he never lets people see his fragile side."

Teacher Ling sighed secretly, he knew Lai Hao very well, this student was very similar to him when he was young.

He regretted that he had come here today and would have caused the students to lose face.

"I'm the next Ao!"

Teacher Xiao Cheng didn't care about being a teacher, so after eating two bites of noodles, he couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

Teacher Ling immediately sweated for Lai Hao, he had the impression that Teacher Xiao Cheng was usually quite qualified, and he would not break out foul language unless he had to. Looking at Teacher Xiao Cheng's doubtful appearance, Teacher Ling can imagine how unpalatable that bowl of noodles is.

"What I feared the most, it happened."

Teacher Ling sighed again in his heart, his student had indeed made a dark dish.

However, this time, his perception of Lai Hao was skewed.

Teacher Xiao Cheng did doubt his life, he suspected that he had a delusion, and exclaimed: "Young man, you are hanging, how can there be such delicious noodles in this world?" ”

Lai Hao smiled: "If it's delicious, eat more, if it's not enough, I'll cook it again." ”

"I'll just wait for your words!"

Teacher Xiao Cheng quickly finished eating a bowl of noodles and began to sweep the second bowl.

Could it be that Xiao Cheng deliberately pretended to be so intoxicated in order to take care of his face?

Teacher Ling glanced at Teacher Xiao Cheng gratefully on behalf of the students, and dared to eat a second bowl of dark cuisine, this physical education teacher was too upright.

So Mr. Ling also decided to be upright and eat a bowl of it, so that Lai Hao could come to the stage.

After only one bite, Teacher Ling began to doubt life.

Then he lost his ability to think, and he didn't understand how he ate up the two bowls of noodles.

After a while, Ling Qingyuan asked, "Xiao Hao, your small noodles are so high, how can your business be bad?" ”

Business is not good?

Lai Hao and Hot Mom looked at each other, both speechless.

Looking at his watch, Lai Hao smiled and said, "Teacher Ling, sit down for a while, you'll know later." ”

After 11 o'clock at noon, customers came in one after another.

At 11:30, Teacher Ling and Teacher Xiao Cheng were dumbfounded.

They saw that all the seats in the small noodle restaurant were occupied by themselves, and there was a long queue of people outside the door.

What's even more nonsense is that the guests who grabbed the seats looked happy, and the happiness index of more than five stars was about to overflow, as if they spent 2 yuan to buy a lottery ticket and won a 5 million grand prize.

There are also those customers queuing up outside the door against the big sun, none of them turned to leave, and their eyes looked at the store one by one.

"Damn, my brother called a Didi to wait downstairs in the company 5 minutes before he got off work, but he still didn't catch up, and he had to queue up again!"

"Don't mention it, what are you, I left 10 minutes early, and I still don't have to queue up?"

"Alas, I escaped from, and our director thought I had diarrhea."

"Beep dog, I risked being scolded by the boss for being a dog and left 15 minutes early, and I didn't catch up!"

"Hahahaha, my brother was absent from work directly, and I finally caught up!"

"Zhou glasses, then you have to be deducted from your salary, right?"

"Well, a hundred bucks. For this bowl of noodles, Lao Tzu admitted! ”

“…… You win! ”

"It's ruthless enough, it looks like I'll have to make up a story tomorrow and leave half an hour early."

The peak of the second wave of 500 bowls of small noodle restaurants is gorgeous.

Hearing the chatter of the guests inside and outside the door, Teacher Ling began to doubt life again.