'Is this someone cooking in a classroom? '

For no reason, Wang Yu's stomach twitched for a while, and a sense of hunger welled up spontaneously.

And the students around him were not much better either.

"I smelled this scent in the classroom just now. I thought I'd hurry up and go to the evening self-study to see what's going on, but the classes in front of me just blocked the corridors. Class [-] is too inappropriate!"

"Why Class Nine?"

"Who else could it be if they weren't, news came from the front just now, it's Class [-] who cooks for evening self-study, and now all the second-year students in high school are very hungry!"

"But it's okay, at least under the offensive of the previous classes, class nine compromised, saying that students from other classes are welcome to eat in class nine."

"So all of you are waiting to go to class nine for dinner?" Wang Yu pushed his glasses curiously.

"Otherwise?" The other party replied casually: "Such a delicious taste, and you can still go whoring for nothing, why not eat it?"

The other students nodded one after another.

Wang Yu suddenly realized that after a long time, he was really cooking. Although it was a bit weird, it didn't seem too abrupt when it was placed above Class Nine.

Gently rubbing his stomach, Wang Yu decided to sleep for a while tonight.

Already at this position, he wanted to taste what kind of dinner Class Nine made.

......

"Hey, hey, you all line up, don't rush, don't rush, we made a big pot today, and everyone can get a bowl, bah!

Guarantee that everyone can get a small half bowl of rice! "

In class [-], the class leader stood on the table with a bitter face, holding a frying spoon and an aluminum basin, knocking non-stop, and muttering words.

Below him, there was a long queue of people, and students from other classes looked expectantly at the large frying pan not far ahead.

Swallowing his saliva from time to time, occasionally a few students who don't speak martial arts would sneak into the line, making the line a little chaotic for a while.

As for the other students in class [-], they scattered around the fried rice, either trying their best to maintain order, or holding a spoon to serve the students who came in line.

And their teacher Ren stood gloatingly at the side with a cup of tea and looked at it with a smile.

During the period, I also chatted with the head teachers of other classes.

For a moment, the squad leader really wanted to take five steps with Ren Yan's blood.

He really couldn't figure out how his homeroom teacher could take care of the students in every possible way and at the same time be so inappropriate.

Since the end of the evening self-study get out of class, class nine has attracted a lot of students from other classes because of the delicious risotto.

At first, everyone was a little embarrassed to watch Class Nine goofing around outside. Although it was a little uncomfortable to be surrounded by a large crowd, Class Nine has long been used to it after seeing the big wind and waves.

Said that these are small scenes, and they can't shake their hearts in the slightest.

But when there were more people onlookers, the situation reversed. These guys from other classes began to resist their very tempting behavior, and threatened to use facts to prove that it is wrong to cook in the classroom!

It is not conducive to the unity of all students in the second year of high school!

They want to use their stomachs to stop this 'catastrophe', and they also want to join the ranks of Class Nine's cooking!

There are even many students who took out a small amount of pocket money to buy such a meal.

Originally, in fact, this matter is not too big, just close the door of the class and say a few sarcastic remarks and it will be over.

As for what the other classes think of Class Nine in the future?

It has nothing to do with their ninth class, anyway, it has always been regarded as a typical class, and they have long been used to it.

Anyway, there are too many lice and they don't bite.

However, when they are ready to do so.

My homeroom teacher, the maker of the risotto, teacher Ren Yanren walked to the door of the classroom first, and threatened:

"All students from other classes, as long as they line up, they can eat seafood risotto from class nine for free!"

Then he looked at himself and the others with a sly smile on his eyes:

"As for you, just be responsible for arranging meals for them. Anyway, you've had enough to eat. It's a good time to change their views on Class Nine."

"By the way, exercise your resilience, but let's agree on one thing in advance, it must be available to everyone, if there is one person who can't eat it in the end."

"Then I have to think about whether to resign this head teacher."

Ever since, the scene inevitably became like this.

All the students in Class [-] became the staff of the cafeteria, and fully experienced the bitterness of the aunts in the cafeteria.

And he himself is more like a shouting doorman. He has been standing here and shouting for 15 minutes, and his voice is so hoarse.

But the following group of grandchildren still do their own way.

In addition, I have to look at the number of people and appetite, and I have to make a rough optimal solution in my heart, so as to meet the requirements of Teacher Ren.

This made him extremely tired.

I also feel more and more difficult in the world.

'Is this a day for a worker...'

The squad leader felt like crying.

At the same time, some miss the past days.

It was his lost youth...

Chapter 61 Is this a god of learning? 【Seeking follow-up, monthly pass, recommendation】

In Class Nine.

Ren Yan was very happy to see the busy students.

Originally, today was to let the students of Class [-] have a decent dinner, and by the way, teach them some basic cooking knowledge, so as to save them from any crisis situation in the future, where there is nothing to cook.

But he never expected that things would develop like this unexpectedly.

However, in this way, students can experience the bitterness of laborers in multiple aspects in advance, which can be regarded as a rare teaching opportunity.

It just happened to take this opportunity to set back the ignorant enthusiasm of the students in Class Nine, and to inoculate for future education.

Definitely be regarded as a 'win-win' thing.

Ren Yan drank tea with a smile on his own, and the head teachers of classes [-] to [-] around him also watched this scene happily just like Ren Yan.

"Teacher Ren is really quick-witted. In this way, these children have really formed an ecology for the time being. Everyone can learn a lot from it. It is really a very unique experience."

"Hey, I'm convinced. Things that might have been chaotic were arranged by Teacher Ren, and it was abruptly turned into a unique teaching site. It's really not something that ordinary teachers can do."

The homeroom teachers sighed, Ren Yan shook her head slightly: "It's nothing, but I'm usually a bit of a jumper, it's all about thinking about it."

"Teacher Ren is being modest. Your behavior may be called talent here. No wonder the principal made an exception and arranged for you to be the head teacher of Class Nine. It is indeed unique."

The head teachers were chatting with each other, and suddenly the head teacher of Class [-] clicked curiously:

"Hey, isn't that Wang Yu? The first grader in the second year of high school, this kid is usually strict, why did he come here to join in the fun?"

"Maybe it's because of the taste. After all, Teacher Ren's risotto is really top-notch." The head teacher of Class Seven also glanced forward.

Then he slapped his hands and looked at Ren Yan: "Oh, by the way, Teacher Ren, I heard from other substitute teachers that you usually cook lunch for them, and the food expenses are 400 a month. I don't know..."

Before the words fell, the other class teachers immediately turned their attention from Wang Yu to Ren Yan.

That's right, isn't this kid selling lunch all the time!

Now it seems that the craftsmanship is really nothing to say.

If I can ask him to help me make one, wouldn't I be able to bid farewell to those dark dishes in the cafeteria?

Thinking of this, longing light appeared in their eyes.

Ren Yan shivered for no reason, and immediately rejected this idea:

"Sorry guys, I'm already stretched by the lunches of those teachers alone, and now I really don't have the strength to make more."

When they heard this, they all sighed, but they still expressed their understanding. It is really difficult for one person to prepare meals for several people.

However, what they don't know is that it's not that Ren Yan can't do it, but it's not worthwhile now.

After joining the job today, Ren Yan remembered that she would come to school every day from now on.

This also means that he needs to cook multiple lunches every day, and if things go on like this, the 400 yuan a month for food is just like a joke.

Guess I have to fill in a little more.

So now he really doesn't dare to take this job anymore, and he is still feeling bald about how to reasonably refuse the lunch of those people in Encore.

......

After queuing for about ten minutes, Wang Yu finally walked in front of the cauldron.

Now he completely understood why those students were fanatical.

Although the risotto looks a bit cold now, the aroma of the rice is still full.

Just standing by the pot gave him the illusion of being in the ocean.

"Hello, please bring me a bowl."

Looking at the student with unusually thin hair and almost a bald head, Wang Yu said politely.

Wang Bo nodded, picked up a small bowl very skillfully, and with a wave of the frying spoon, a spoonful of risotto emerged, and then he shook it a few times with soul, and he shook the extra fried rice around into the pot.

After being busy for so long, Wang Bo found that he was extremely proficient in the act of serving rice.

And I also understand why the aunts in the cafeteria always like to shake it at the end when they serve the meal.

Meals are really not enough for so many people.

However, just when he was about to give Wang Yulai such a spoonful, he heard the squad leader on the stage shout:

"Leave rice under the spoon!!"

Wang Bo and Wang Yu looked up at the same time: "Why?"

The squad leader shrugged helplessly, and looked at Wang Yu: "Thanks to you, your students from Class [-] and Class [-] are starting to line up now. If things go on like this, we definitely won't have enough food left."

"So I can only wrong you to eat less."

"That's it." Wang Yu nodded, and then asked, "Do you want all students to taste this kind of risotto?"

Wang Bo nodded naturally: "That's right, it's all a bad idea from our old class, and we still have to finish it, so this time, I'm wronging you to eat less, please come earlier next time."

As he spoke, Wang Bo shook off half of the risotto in the spoon, then poured it into a bowl and handed it to Wang Yu.

But Wang Yu didn't leave after taking it, but shook the small bowl with his hands, looked at the big pot for a long time, and then shook out a third of it clumsily into the pot, then nodded in satisfaction .

"What are you doing?" Wang Bo looked at him curiously.

Wang Yu replied very seriously: "Because according to what you gave me, you will definitely not be enough in the end. If it is divided according to my reputation, it will be enough for everyone to eat."

"Why?" Xia Yue on the side asked curiously.

Wang Yu shrugged his shoulders: "It's very simple. The volume of your pot is about 0.5 cubic meters, and the rice in the pot is less than one-third of the height of the pot. If you calculate the volume of the lower half of the sphere, you can easily get The remaining amount of rice."

"According to my estimation, it should be about 0.03 cubic meters, which is 30 liters."

"The volume of this small bowl is 0.2 liters. If it is fully filled, it can probably satisfy 150 people. According to the way you just filled it, it can satisfy 200 people at best."

"We have a total of 669 students in the whole grade. If I leave out the ones I have eaten before and the ones I am not interested in, there will be at least 300 students left. All of my methods are the safest."

"Everyone can probably eat the same amount of risotto, and there is still room left to deal with extra accidental factors. I just added the third class to the calculation, and the three classes have a total of 54 people."

"This level of uncontrollability should be regarded as a normal level."

Wang Yu talked about his calculations very flatly.

The students around were completely at a loss. . .

'What will this grandson say? . . . '

Especially Wang Bo, he is completely confused now.

This pot was custom-made by him, and it does have a volume of about 0.5 cubic meters. This is what he heard from the craftsmen. He has not actually measured how much it is.

And now, the other party just said it so openly?

"You...how did you get these data?" Wang Bo felt his throat dry.

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