In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to look at them. The other students' eyes were filled with terror, and they could hardly breathe.

No!

I finally found the perfect breakfast!

Does this mean we won't be able to eat it anymore?

...

all of a sudden.

Many students' eyes dimmed.

Seeing that they were so aggrieved they were almost in tears, Xu Zhou immediately added a comment.

“Every day I prepare the ingredients, and then my parents cook according to my instructions.”

"I also keep an eye on the stewing time, but there won't be any difference in flavor."

"I won't do it myself, but I need to tell you in advance."

Lying about important matters makes no sense.

There's no need to lie about trivial matters.

This is my code of conduct.

The students breathed a sigh of relief.

The vice principal also breathed a sigh of relief.

"As long as the quality of this rice ball can be maintained, it's fine."

"Don't worry, we will definitely do our best! We will do whatever Xiaozhou says."

Although Zhang Yinghong lacked self-confidence, the thought of Xu Zhou by her side helped her straighten her back.

"What about the supply quantity?" the student next to me asked almost impatiently.

...

Supply quantity?

Xu Zhou thought for a moment.

Nine hundred rice balls, three hundred of each kind.

One pot of stewed filling is enough to cook about three hundred rice balls.

If the three fillings are stewed on different stoves at the same time, in principle, nine hundred can be produced in one hour.

The most troublesome step is probably spreading the sauce evenly.

However, based on Xu Zhou's understanding of his parents, he knew they could manage to spread the sauce evenly.

"If my parents work four hours a day, their daily routine is roughly..."

Before Xu Zhou could finish speaking, Zhang Hongying interrupted him without hesitation: "Four hours isn't enough! It's just the two of us, your dad and me!"

"Exactly! We can work from morning till night! Each person works at least ten hours a day!"

Xu Zhou: "..."

Ten hours?

You guys are really good at grinding!

I naturally don't want them to work so hard.

After much arguing, they finally compromised.

Eight hours.

Four hours each for the two people.

We can make about 7,200 rice balls every day.

"Two thousand five hundred."

Xu Zhou smiled and said, "If it's not enough in the future, we can raise it to 3,500 a day."

"But if you want to get rice balls, you might need to come and get them yourself."

Delivery service is not available!

Upon hearing that the number could be increased to 3,500, the principal was not disappointed. He happily signed the contract and then led his team to continue scoring.

At night.

Students from the Culinary Arts Department of Songnan University have also started voting!

Less than five minutes.

That's all for now.

The leaders of the two culinary groups sent two messages to the group chat to kill the competition.

[Liu Niannian: In our group, anyone who doesn't submit their work won't be working on projects with me in the future.]

[Zhang Ya: You should know who to vote for, right? You guys eat at Ichizuru Izakaya quite often, don't you?]

The group members below all replied very honestly: [1]

...

After the culinary department finished submitting their applications.

The scores were posted in the group chat.

Then, ordinary students and teachers from other departments at Songnan University also began voting.

If you just get a little closer, you can hear the students talking.

"I only ate rice balls, a dish of rice and a meal from the Su Family Imperial Kitchen."

"How did you rate the other stores? Copy it down for me."

"Rice balls are 10 points, rice soup is 9 points, what are the scores for the rest? Please copy the scores."

"Anyone copying the answers? I've already finished scoring."

When the words "copy the answers" were uttered, the nearby stall owners were dumbfounded, as if they couldn't believe their ears.

His face was livid with anger.

Copying answers?

At least give me a perfunctory response, right?

We've never received this kind of treatment before, even for large-scale food festivals.

Why should they be subjected to such humiliation at this small food festival?

They've definitely remembered Xu Zhou's shop!

...

At this moment, everyone was silent, as if shivering in fear.

The kitchen helpers all lowered their heads.

Head chef Chen Xianjun glanced at the scores of the culinary teachers and students.

His face immediately darkened, and he turned cold.

"Let's go back and improve the rice soup recipe!"

"We can't take the Rising Star Award, the New Talent Award, or the Excellence Award lightly. The store should register for whichever award it needs to, and then prepare well."

"Yes, Chef!"

The kitchen helpers kept their heads down. Chen Xianjun's youngest apprentice, Zhou Hai, asked in a low voice, "Master, what about potential? I just asked... It seems like ochazuke (tea-soaked rice) was nominated too."

The Songnan City Potential Award is for newcomers; only those who have been in the industry for less than three years and are junior chefs are eligible.

However, the Songnan City Potential Recipe Award is different.

Any original dish that appears this year is acceptable.

Each restaurant can submit its new dishes every year and then wait for nomination.

The scores are based on originality and culinary skills.

This year's "One Dish, One Rice" nomination is for the very popular soup-soaked rice.

"Tea-soaked rice?"

The head chef of Yi Cai Yi Fan didn't take it seriously: "He's just starting out. Even if his potential recipes have won several different awards, he probably wouldn't qualify."

You should be secretly happy if you get a nomination.

...

The final results are still being tallied.

However, many food stall owners didn't even want to look at the overall results of this food festival and simply closed their stalls.

Li Yipeng of Li Ge's Simple Meals didn't sell anything all day, and all the materials he prepared went to waste.

What gave him the most heart attack was...

Even Zhang Yong and his group, who had previously shopped at his store, would walk past it as fast as they could, as if their backsides were on fire.

You can still hear the teasing from afar.

"Why isn't Spicy Mackerel Bro eating at Li Ge's Simple Meal anymore? You used to love going there, Mackerel Bro!"

Zhang Yong's voice was quite annoyed: "We agreed not to mention this!"

Is this something that can't be resolved?

I used to love eating at Brother Li's casual meals, and I even ended up in the hospital because of it. It's almost become part of his criminal record.

"..."

Li Yipeng felt utterly disheartened.

I posted the overall rankings of the food festival over the past two days in the group chat. I clicked on it.

His pupils constricted sharply when he saw the first place winner.

Update times: 12 midnight and 12 noon.

I will try my best to finish all the guaranteed four chapters and bonus chapters.

I'll finish writing this at 6 PM and update later.

Chapter 80 First Place Interview

The overall rankings for the two days are out.

At the top of the list is none other than Xu Zhou's Ichizuru Izakaya.

The rankings below are densely packed.

Xu Zhou's first place ranking even includes all the scores from the previous two days.

[Day 1 votes: 99%]

[Score for Day 2: 100]

The specific score for each department was written after the score of 100.

[Culinary arts professor's score: Full marks]

[Grade given by culinary students: Full marks]

[Grade given by a regular student at Songnan University: Full marks]

[Vice Principal Zhang Jianfeng's comment: This is a perfect rice ball for students. It's inexpensive, made with fresh ingredients, and tastes great whether eaten hot or cold.]

What surprised everyone the most was...

Even the elusive president of Songnan University gave his evaluation.

[Principal Zou Yuan: The taste is very good, but the only drawback is that eating it for breakfast for a long time will result in a lack of vegetables and vitamins.]

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