Practical teaching: Starting from the soul traveling through Dragon Garden

Chapter 53: The President and the Cold Noodles
"If I don't help you, you will continue to look for a solution." Long Yuan waved his hand.

Katsuragi nodded.

"That's enough." Ryuen smiled faintly. Katsuragi didn't understand why Ryuen smiled like that.

The task had been accomplished, and Katsuragi had no reason to continue following Ryuuen. Ryuuen didn't like having someone following him when he was strolling around, so they almost hit it off and chose to act separately.

There is a snack street behind the Beech Center. The snack vendors here are not all recruited by the school. Some students also sell snacks here to earn some pocket money.

There are quite a few such students, and their products are more popular among other students. After all, compared with other regular vendors, the food made by students is cheaper and tastes quite good. After all, those who make poor products simply cannot survive in this snack street and may be eliminated after just one or two days.

Generally speaking, the snacks that can survive in the snack street, whether made by students or vendors, taste quite good, so this snack street is quite popular.

Although Ryuen is not a person who likes to join in the fun, he is used to eating Horikita Suzune's fine bran and occasionally wants to try the special snacks.

Walking on the snack street, Long Yuan picked for a long time but didn't buy any to try. He always felt that these snacks were missing something. They were delicious, but Long Yuan just had no desire to eat them.

Until Ryuen saw an acquaintance among the snack stalls, it was the familiar Horikita, but it was not Horikita Suzune, but her brother Horikita Manabu.

Manabu Horikita was wearing a mask and a white apron while making fried cold noodles in a special cart made by a snack vendor. Her movements were skillful and the fried cold noodles looked very tempting. Manabu Horikita looked very much like a wife. Ryuen couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Are all the members of the Horikita family good at cooking?"

The business was not that good, with students coming every now and then, which was quite a contrast to other small vendors that were crowded with students. It all came down to the fact that Horikita Manabu didn't shout at all.

"A large portion of fried cold noodles, no spicy, thank you." Ryuen's voice rang in Horikita Manabu's ears.

Maybe it was because he was wearing a mask, so Horikita Manabu thought that Ryuen didn't recognize him like the other students, so he made a portion of fried cold noodles for Ryuen like he would an ordinary customer.

The large portion of fried cold noodles filled the small box to the brim. Horikita Manabu is a conscientious businessman and Ryuen was very satisfied with the meal.

Perhaps it was because he was used to eating Suzune's cooking, and Horikita Manabu and Horikita Suzune were most likely taught by the same master, so Ryuuen felt the taste was quite familiar when he ate.

"President, I thought you would deliberately add more chili to my grilled cold noodles. Actually, I really like spicy food. I didn't expect that my prediction was wrong." After finishing a bowl of fried cold noodles, Ryuen walked up to Horikita Manabu and teased.

"Did you recognize me?"

"Maybe I paid more attention to you, so I recognized you at the first sight."

"You are very observant. None of the other students recognized him."

"Maybe not. Maybe some people recognized you but just don't believe that you would make a fool of yourself here. Or maybe some people recognized you but didn't dare to expose you. After all, your image among students is quite "good", Ryuuen teased Horikita Manabu.

"Maybe."

Although his identity was recognized by Ryuuen, Horikita Manabu was not at all panicked. He had no intention of hiding the fact that he was making fried cold noodles, and he wore a mask only for hygiene reasons. He was such a meticulous person.

"Since your business is so slow, let me help you increase your business. I am a professional in this area."

"No need." Horikita Manabu decisively refused Ryuen's help.

But Long Yuan didn't listen at all. He wanted to be an enthusiastic and good student now.

I saw Long Yuan shouting to the snack street: "Fried cold noodles, the president's special fried cold noodles, if you don't eat it, you are not giving the president face."

It was just a short sentence, but word spread quickly in the snack street, and soon a long line formed in front of the president, leaving Horikita Manabu with a frown.

"Keep fighting, President. No need to thank me."

Ryuen turned his back to Horikita Manabu and waved his hands. When he thought of Horikita Manabu being so busy that the shovel was smoking, Ryuen wanted to laugh.

Another good thing done, it was a really valuable day.

Just when Ryuuen wanted to leave, his hand was grabbed by Horikita Manabu: "Come and help me."

The corner of Long Yuan's mouth twitched: "I can't."

"Just help me."

"I refuse." Long Yuan didn't want to work for others. He had always been the boss and had never worked for others.

"I haven't contacted you about your breach of contract yet."

"We haven't signed any contract, don't talk nonsense."

Long Yuan had thought of this excuse early on, but he still felt a little guilty. After all, he had really let his brother-in-law down.

"If you help me, I won't pursue the matter of you breaking the contract." Horikita Manabu said in a serious tone.

Ryuen couldn't believe it. Horikita Manabu would let him go so easily. Did he let it go? Did he not plan to care about Suzune anymore?
"A gentleman's word."

"It's hard to chase a horse."

Horikita Manabu is a man who deserves to be the student council president. He has a wealth of knowledge and immediately responded to what Ryuuen said.

Ryuen was too happy too early, and the stone he lifted finally hit his foot. Horikita Manabu was shoveling with a shovel, and Ryuen was doubting his life while beating eggs. The egg shells were piled up into a small mountain. Not only did he have to beat the eggs, but Ryuen was also responsible for carrying supplies. Because there were too many students, Ryuen had to restock three times, and the restocking location was less than 500 meters behind the snack street.

Just for the seasoning ingredient, chili pepper, Long Yuan moved a whole box of it.

Numb, numb, really numb, Ryuuen's arms felt more uncomfortable than after doing 200 pull-ups.

Horikita Manabu made 216 portions of fried cold noodles, which cost points each, from : p.m. to p.m.

In the end, Horikita Manabu couldn't lift the shovel anymore, so he could only say sorry to the students queuing behind him and then pack up his stall.

However, before closing the stall, Horikita made two more servings of fried cold noodles. After all, he and Ryuen were hungry after being busy for so long.

Ryuen was also very tired, so Horikita was the only one who did the work of closing the stall. The two of them were like a couple at a night market. Unfortunately, Horikita Manabu was not a girl, so Ryuen could not be happy at all.

"Are you planning to ignore Suzune?" Ryuuen leaned over and asked Horikita Manabu.

"I reflected on myself later. Excessive interference will only hinder Suzune's growth. If I hadn't looked for you at the beginning, perhaps you wouldn't have targeted Suzune." Horikita Manabu talked to Ryuen while cleaning up.

"If you don't look for me, I will look for Ling Yin. Her potential is higher than yours. President, you know that too."

"That's why I feel regret when I see Lingyin like this."

"Regret? That's a word that doesn't suit you at all. But don't worry, I will help her grow. The process may not be pleasant, but a rough diamond must be polished vigorously."

"you like her?"

"President, are you so superficial?"

There was silence. Horikita Manabu didn't know what he was thinking, and his hands moved slowly.

"I'll give you 30% of the money I made today later."

"No need. I don't care about that little profit. Besides, I got a lot of points from you before, so let's just consider it even." After saying that, Ryuuen took the two servings of fried cold noodles that Horikita Manabu had specially left for him and ran away.

Ryuen's words seemed very generous, but in fact, the money earned from the cold noodles was only about 60,000 to 70,000 points if Ryuen got half of it, while Ryuen cheated Horikita Manabu out of 1 million points, so it was Horikita Manabu who lost money, but Ryuen's words sounded like he was very generous. This is the art of speaking.

Horikita Manabu was of course aware of the interests involved. Since they had agreed not to pursue the breach of contract, he had no intention of asking Ryuen for the one million back.

In fact, the reason why Horikita Manabu was cooking cold noodles here was largely because he had transferred one million from his personal account to Ryuen before, which led to him needing to come out and earn some extra money.

Horikita Manabu was quite grateful that Ryuuen actually stayed to help. However, when he saw the cold noodles he had left for dinner disappear along with Ryuuen, Horikita Manabu's gratitude towards him disappeared and he felt extremely resentful.

On the other side, Ryuen came downstairs with two servings of fried cold noodles and called Horikita Suzune: "Come down, I'll bring you something to eat."

"No."

Horikita Suzune hung up the phone after saying this.

Long Yuan called again: "Don't make me wait."

The call was connected, but the ringer didn't speak.

After a while, Horikita Suzune came down in thin pajamas.

"You didn't come back for dinner tonight so you went to eat this?"

Lingyin's tone was very cold, as if she was scolding her husband for coming home late.

"Try it, it tastes pretty good. I want you to learn how to make it for me in the future."

Only by saying this will Lingyin not refuse Ryuuen's feeding.

With her hair tied up to reveal her snow-white neck, Lingyin picked up a noodle with disposable chopsticks and reluctantly put it into her mouth.

"How about it?"

"Very average."

Before she could finish a single strand, Lingyin bit the noodles apart with just one bite.

Ryuen smirked and said, "Actually, I also think that President Horikita's fried cold noodles are just average."

Horikita Suzune opened her eyes wide: "Did my brother do this?"

Ryuuen nodded: "There's no need for me to lie to you."

In the end, Lingyin not only took her own share, but also took away Ryuen's share. Before taking it away, she did not forget to say thank you to Ryuen.

Seeing Suzune walking back to the dormitory with a cheerful pace, Ryuuen's mood naturally became cheerful as well. Ryuuen would not compete with her for a bowl of cold noodles, but in this dark night, it would not only be Horikita Manabu who would be hungry, but also Ryuuen.

(End of this chapter)