Food: Random stalls, customers chase me all over the country

Chapter 276-My students stewed this, but you can’t buy it anywhere!

"Hello, Professor Ai and Professor Fu."

Wang Fan came over and asked softly, "How are you?"

Professor Ai looked dissatisfied. "Why bring anything when you're here? Just bring a thermos next time. Why spend all that money on this fruit basket?"

After hearing what Professor Ai said, Wang Fan felt like a primary school student who had made a mistake and didn't know how to respond.

Zhuo Qianqian said dissatisfiedly: "Then just leave the thermos at home. I'm sure you won't be happy to eat it."

Professor Ai reached out and nodded at Zhuo Qianqian, who was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "You've forgotten your teacher since you have a boyfriend."

"A little bit..."

Professor Ai smiled and said to Wang Fan, "I'm sorry, it's an occupational disease. I haven't thanked you for saving my life yet."

Wang Fan waved his hands repeatedly: "I also caught up. Actually, I didn't do anything."

Professor Fu pulled out two chairs from under the bed, and Wang Fan and the other man sat down and briefly talked about the patient's condition.

"I'm still recovering and scheduled for surgery next month. The doctor said it's not a big deal because it was discovered early and it's just a minor surgery. You don't have to dwell on it every day. Just focus on your own business."

Professor Fu looked at Zhuo Qianqian with eyes full of love and doting. It would be great if this was his own child.

Zhuo Qianqian picked up the thermos and handed it to Professor Fu: "Teacher Fu, you and Teacher Ai should eat first. It won't taste good if it gets cold. My boyfriend has been stewing it all night. It's delicious."

Professor Fu was immediately amused by Zhuo Qianqian: "After so many years as a teacher, you are the first one who dares to brag about your boyfriend in front of me. You are really something."

Zhuo Qianqian said proudly, "That must be because their boyfriends have nothing to boast about."

As he spoke, he unscrewed the lid of the thermos, and a rich and delicious aroma was released.

The fresh and fragrant aroma was so penetrating that even the smell of disinfectant in the ward could not cover it.

As soon as Professor Ai and Professor Fu smelled the aroma, their minds became clear. They felt that they had never smelled such delicious chicken soup in their entire lives.

"Wow, I thought you were only good at making steamed buns, but I didn't expect you could make such delicious chicken soup too."

Professor Ai sniffed and couldn't help but praise.

Professor Fu smiled and said, "When you have time, please teach me how to make this soup. I've never tasted such delicious chicken soup before."

Wang Fan nodded shyly. Facing a professor from a top university, his poor academic heart was still a little timid.

It feels like I've done something wrong.

Zhuo Qianqian took out two bowls and filled them with chicken, pork tripe and soup respectively. One bowl had more, and the other bowl had obviously less.

Professor Ai saw that the bowl with less food was handed to him and immediately became anxious: "Hey, don't be so partial. I'm the patient, and this is all you're giving me?"

Zhuo Qianqian rolled her eyes: "Didn't you tell me before that I would give you less delicious food in the future? Can't you digest it?"

Professor Ai was at a loss for words: "Isn't that because I was sick?"

"You are still sick and haven't recovered yet."

"I suspect you're taking this opportunity to retaliate, but I have no evidence."

"Anyone who questions this must provide evidence. If you don't have evidence, I will sue you for false accusation."

"Come on, come on, I can't argue with you. Didn't I just apologize? Look how protective you are of your child."

"Humph!"

Professor Fu chimed in, "Old Ai, it's only right that you eat less. The doctor said your stomach isn't digesting well right now, so you should try to eat liquid food. So I'll help you with the pork belly and chicken. You can drink more soup."

They spoke quietly, trying not to disturb the other two patients. Wang Fan and Zhuo Qianqian stayed for a while longer before leaving. The ward wasn't a place to stay for long; if they stayed any longer, the nurses would probably chase them away. Professor Fu walked them to the elevator before returning to the ward, only to find that Professor Ai had already secretly filled another bowl for himself.

She gave him a reproachful look and said, "This won't happen again."

Professor Ai chuckled and said, "It's only that kid's cooking skills that I can't resist. I won't eat even one more bite of the food in the cafeteria."

Professor Fu also laughed: "You know what, these two are really a perfect match. One likes to eat, and the other can cook. They are simply a match made in heaven."

Professor Ai nodded: "The young man is a down-to-earth person, and he won't make the wrong choice. The little girl has such high standards, I didn't expect that she would actually meet the right one."

As the two chatted, the curtain beside them suddenly opened. A middle-aged man in his forties sniffed and asked curiously, "Brother Ai, what are you eating? Why does it smell so good?"

Professor Ai smiled and replied, "My students gave me this chicken soup. Isn't it delicious?"

Xu Li took a deep breath and said, "This is so fragrant that I am dizzy. Where did you buy it? I have to have a taste of it too."

Professor Ai was very proud now: "Don't even think about it, this is stewed specially for me by my students, you can't buy it outside, hahahaha."

Xu Li's face was full of envy: "If it were you, it would still be you. I'm so jealous and envious. I'd better go back to sleep."

……

After leaving the hospital, Wang Fan and his friend went straight to Nankai Joy City.

The target group of this shopping mall is young and middle-aged people between 18 and 35 years old. It is positioned as an "international fashion youth city", so it is just right for the two of them to go there.

This Joy City has been open for more than 10 years, but its popularity has not diminished at all. It is a shopping mall with a very high praise rate in Tianjin. Today is the weekend, and there are a lot of people in the mall, which shows its popularity.

Zhuo Qianqian had been here several times before, but she only came for the delicious food on the lower floors and had never been to the upper floors.

Looking at the dazzling array of shops above, both of them were a little dazzled.

However, Zhuo Qianqian had a clear goal and quickly decided on her destination.

The brands in Joy City are mainly light luxury, and the prices of shoes and clothing generally range from 300 to 1000, which is relatively acceptable.

However, with Wang Fan's current financial resources, he can accept more expensive ones, but Zhuo Qianqian is unwilling to spend that money on those luxury stores.

"Patent leather with red soles, boundless magical power. The longer the heel, the stronger the attack."

Zhuo Qianqian silently recited the tutorial she found online and went straight to the patent leather area. Wang Fan was also looking around curiously. This was his first time in a women's shoe store.

The various styles and shapes also opened his eyes.

Zhuo Qianqian picked up a pair of shoes and her eyes lit up: "Boss, what do you think of these?"

Wang Fan couldn't help but frowned as soon as he saw it: "This shouldn't be worn by someone your age, right? And the heels are so high, it's not suitable for a beginner like you, right?"

Zhuo Qianqian thought about it and realized that she really couldn't control these 15 centimeters.

"Multiply your height by 0.618, minus your leg length, and divide by 0.382. The number you get is the height you're most comfortable wearing. Let me calculate it..."

Wang Fan didn't expect that the makeup encyclopedia would even include this. This should not be called a makeup encyclopedia, it would be more appropriate to call it a styling encyclopedia.

Just as he took out his phone to do the math, Zhuo Qianqian started laughing: "Boss, your calculation is wrong. According to your calculation, I can only amputate my limbs, hahaha."

"Ok?"

Wang Fan was stunned. How could the system algorithm make mistakes?
"Just think about it, 174 times 0.618 minus 112, that's a negative number, hahaha."

It was a rare sight to see her boss being humiliated, so Zhuo Qianqian smiled particularly happily.

(End of this chapter)