Everyday heroes

Chapter 35

The cruel rejection without hesitation hit An Xiaqing's heart like a final word.

The courage she had finally mustered up was torn into pieces again.

Although she didn't have much hope in the first place, disappointment suddenly filled her heart.

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

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

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

"Are you the current president of the hand-painted illustration agency?"

"Uh yes." The other party's question was so sudden that An Xiaqing couldn't figure out what he wanted to express.

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

before?

before what?
An Xiaqing watched Guan Lang and his figure disappear at the end of the corridor, and was confused by what Guan Lang said just now.

Because of the time for thinking, he also missed the opportunity to stop Guan Lang and ask for clarification.

The morning of the second day of the Art and Culture Festival.

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

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

The two girls who were at the garden stall next door to the two yesterday didn't know whether they didn't do it today or looked for another venue, but they didn't show up next door.

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

Sitting on a wooden stool, watching Guan Lang stirring a boiler of offal with a big iron spoon, Gao Qianhe asked excitedly.

"Tell me, how much money can we make these two days?"

Guan Lang was busy with his work, and he didn't raise his head: "You still care about this little money? Your father gives you five-figure living expenses every month, right?"

"It's different. It's so boring to spend the money at home. You can spend the money you earn with peace of mind."

"Tsk tsk. You're right, but I haven't seen you taking less of the living expenses your father gave you." Guan Lang condemned the hypocritical Gao Qianhe.

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

"A medium bowl of radish and offal, no radish."

"A large bowl of beef brisket, sprinkle with peppercorns, and add a spoonful of vinegar."

After working all morning yesterday, the two of them became more proficient in cooperating with each other.

One scoops up the food while the other packs the food.

Time passed slowly, just as Guan Lang was mechanically repeating reception and packing work.

A somewhat surprised voice came into his ears.

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

Guan Lang looked up, only to see a familiar middle-aged man with Chinese characters.

"Ah, good morning, Teacher Zheng." Guan Lang greeted with a smile.

"Teacher, what do you want to eat? I'll treat you."

"Haha, if you bribe me now, I won't lower the grading requirements when I comment on the picture." Teacher Zheng joked.

"I'll pay for it myself. A big bowl of beef offal. I didn't expect you to have this skill. It smells pretty good."

"Well, if I don't do architecture in the future, I'll be a cook and open a shop." Guan Lang also joked.

Perhaps it was because it was not for class, the usually unsmiling teacher Zheng put away his usual seriousness and put on a rare smile.

Guan Lang felt flattered.

Although Guan Lang wanted to treat guests, Mr. Zheng insisted on scanning the QR code on WeChat to pay, but in the end he couldn't invite them.

"Remember to deepen the plan, next week I will see 4 general drawings of 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 at the side: "Fate is really wonderful."

"I'm sorry, it's sold out." Guan Lang apologized to the customers behind him, and while hanging up the sold out sign, he began to pack up the boiler and the surrounding garbage.

With the lessons learned from yesterday, the two specially prepared some more ingredients today.

So it was sold out until almost twelve noon before the items were sold out.

The weekly task has been completed, Guan Lang entered the system page in his mind, and received the weekly task reward.

"Congratulations on completing the weekly task and receiving rewards: 2 points for cooking proficiency, 3 points for character experience, and 60 days of acquired internal strength."

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

Following the system upgrade prompt, Guan Lang suddenly had a lot of knowledge about cooking, seasoning, heat, and knife skills.
Guan Lang closed his eyes to digest the knowledge and experience that suddenly emerged.

When he opened his eyes again, a smile formed on the corner of his mouth.

The third level is probably at a watershed level.

Even if the second level is very close to the third level, it is still an amateur level, at most it is the level at which ordinary people can cook well, but they don't have a clear understanding of how to season and how to control the specific heat.

But after the third level, he already has a deeper understanding and understanding of cooking, and he has also learned many kinds of processes that he has never understood before and the details that need to be paid attention to when cooking.

If you say that it was quite a joke to tell Mr. Zheng that he would open a restaurant in the future, but now Guan Lang really has the skills to open a restaurant.

"Guan Lang, what happened? Don't be lazy, come and help me sweep the floor together." Gao Qianhe was cleaning up the garbage left by the customers in front of the stall, and when he turned around, he saw Guan Lang standing there dumbfounded." be lazy".

"Come right away." Guan Lang came back to his senses.

After picking up the trash, the two sat on the stool.

"How much money did you charge in the past two days?" Gao Qianhe asked.

"A total of 1000 and 40 yuan." Guan Lang glanced at the receipt on WeChat and said in surprise.

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

"Ten thousand and one thousand two hundred and forty." Guan Lang repeated. "But the cost hasn't been removed yet."

"The cost is less than 3000 yuan, what the fuck, we made 8000 yuan in two days??" Gao Qianhe said excitedly.

Originally, he really didn't have the purpose of making money, but just wanted to join in the fun, but he didn't expect this small business to be so profitable.

4000 yuan a day, 12 yuan a month.

It's a pity that the cultural festival only lasts for two days, otherwise we can make more money.

Gao Qianhe even felt a little regretful.

"Guan Lang, why don't we go out to set up stalls outside the school on weekends to earn money, it's too profitable." Gao Qianhe, who was still excited, suggested.

Guan Lang ignored Gao Qianhe's unrealistic proposal.

This means that the cultural festival has 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 earn so much.

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

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