Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 231
Although he plans to start his career by "proficient in cooking", this does not mean that Han Zhou is ready to pin his future on this skill.

His current thinking is very clear. Now that he has mastered the two top learning skills of "analogy" and "photographic memory", he should make good use of them. He cannot rely on the status bar for everything. This thing may one day be available. Disappear, and knowledge once learned will always be yours.

Therefore, in addition to improving his skills and making a little money, he plans to learn some practical things by himself in the process of setting up a stall, such as computer technology and financial knowledge, which can be said to be a multi-purpose business.

As soon as he said it, after roughly understanding the things that needed to be paid attention to when setting up a roadside stall, Han Zhou got a small cart and went outside the school gate the next afternoon, and found a good location to set up his stall.

He has no classes in the afternoon, and the flow of people during this time period is relatively large, so business should be better.

The urban management was not something to be afraid of. He did not believe that any urban management could catch up with him.

Pour the hot oil, put down the small bench, pick up a finance book and start reading.

This book was borrowed from Zhong Ling, who was a student in the Department of Finance. After learning that he wanted to learn financial knowledge, the senior sister was very happy and said that she had always studied hard and could always go there if she had any questions. Find her, if she doesn't know, just ask the teacher before teaching him.

What a gentle senior sister...

Han Zhou sighed in his heart and lowered his head to read, minding his own business without the consciousness of shouting and hawking.

But as he expected, he can only say that face has always been invisible capital. Seeing such a handsome boy setting up a stall while holding a book and studying seriously, the men passing by may not feel anything special, but for women, it does Not a small attraction, especially to older women.

"Hello, classmate, may I ask how you sell grilled sausages?"

Not long after he sat down, two women in formal attire appeared in front of the stall. They looked at Han Zhou with smiles on their faces and asked in a low voice, as if they were afraid of disturbing the young man's study.

Han Zhou stood up and turned the book upside down on the small bench, with a spring-like smile on his face: "This is not grilled sausage, it is fried. It costs two yuan a piece."

The woman on the left is obviously a face control person. Her eyes widened when she saw this smile, and a trace of blush appeared on her face. Her eyes evaded and said: "Then we want two... no, four!"

Han Zhou's smile did not diminish, but he was actually startled by the woman's shy expression. He quickly checked the skill bar, fearing that he would unknowingly acquire some messy skills.

Fortunately, it was just a false alarm, and there wasn't much in the skill bar. I just didn't know if there would be a strange skill like "Starch Intestine Specialty" after setting up the stall for a few more days...

Although I know that I rely on my "cooking proficiency" and only need to throw the starch sausage into the pot, but after all, I am the first batch of customers, even if it is for the sake of reputation, I still have to at least put on a good appearance.

So he pretended to turn the starch sausage several times, took it out when he saw that it was almost hot, inserted a bamboo skewer and asked: "Do you need chili?"

"No, I can't eat spicy food."

The woman on the left looked away absently and took the starch sausage with a smile. She could obviously take it all at once, but she insisted on taking it one by one, touching Han Zhou's fingertips every time.

The companion next to him noticed this scene and joked: "I don't think it's because you can't eat spicy food, but you are already choked by the spicy food, right?"

"You're the only one who talks too much..."

The woman's face turned red, and she was relieved when she saw that Han Zhou was not disgusted. She cast an apologetic look at him, turned around and left with her companions after paying the money.

Am I being teased?

Society is so terrible...

Han Zhou shook his head in his heart, but before he could sit down, he saw the two women coming back again, with incredible expressions on their faces: "Classmate, why are your starch intestines so delicious?"

Han Zhou was stunned for a moment, with a mysterious smile on his face, and said, "Of course it's because I have a secret formula."

"But you clearly didn't add anything just now..."

The two women looked puzzled, but they didn't intend to get to the bottom of it. They looked expectantly, "Then can you fry six more for us?"

Five sticks per person?Do you also have a non-fat physique like Guzheng...

"of course can."

Han Zhou threw six starch sausages into the pot.

The woman who said she couldn't eat spicy food stared at the pot noodles for a while, but couldn't see any clues, so she took the initiative to chat with Han Zhou: "Classmate, you should be a student of Linda University, right?"

"Yes."

"Freshman?"

"Correct."

Han Zhou was a little surprised, thinking that this woman's guess was quite accurate.

Seemingly seeing his surprise, the woman explained with a smile: "I also graduated from Lin'an University, so I'm still your senior sister. I work close to the school, so I go back to school from time to time. Before, I’ve never seen a boy as handsome as you.”

"You must have never seen a handsome boy who suits your taste, right?" The woman next to her smiled and said, "I remember that the student named Zhang Ziwen was also quite handsome, right?" "I told you to stop talking!"

"..."

In the following time, the senior student from Korea asked him several questions one after another. She reluctantly left until she took the starch sausage. Before leaving, she specifically asked him if he would come tomorrow.

Han Zhou breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he acted quickly enough, otherwise the senior who intentionally or unintentionally hinted that he wanted to find a boyfriend under his teenage years might have started asking for his contact information at this time.

He sat down and continued studying. After a while, another guest came, also a woman.

This woman didn't have much to do. She took the fried starch sausage and prepared to leave. However, her reaction afterwards was the same as that of the two women just now. There was a look of disbelief on her face at first, and then she turned around and asked for two more. Root starch sausage.

The 20.00% improvement in delicious attributes is an experience that most people have never experienced before, especially when tasting it for the first time. The taste buds are under the impact of delicious food, and this kind of surprised expression will almost naturally appear. come out.

Therefore, Han Zhou became more and more puzzled about how Noila Mo managed to keep her face straight after eating fine delicacies. Could this guy really be a professionally trained agent?
After that, several more customers came one after another. Not all of them were attracted by Han Zhou's handsome appearance. Some of them were curious about the reactions of the previous customers. Their reactions were almost the same. For the first time, After tasting the starch sausage, you will excitedly ask for two more.

So Han Zhou learned to be smart, and would fry two more sausages when customers came in. Facts have proved that this decision was quite wise, and it saved him a lot of time in frying the starch sausage a second time.

At the same time, as time went by, the number of pedestrians on the road gradually increased. Many passers-by were attracted by Han Zhou's behavior of "buy one and fry three" every time. At first, they thought it was some kind of gimmick. After all, starch sausage Even if this thing explodes into flowers, it will be just like that. It’s not until I eat it that I can say how delicious it is.

So naturally, more and more customers gathered around Han Zhou's small stall. As the number of customers increased, Han Zhou no longer wanted to read. He stood up and repeatedly put down the starch sausage and then picked it up again. .

Due to his "photographic memory", he was not in a hurry amidst the noise of the guests. He clearly remembered who paid and how much and how many starch sausages were requested, and everything went on in an orderly manner.

It’s so easy to make money…

Looking at the customers coming and going, Han Zhou couldn't help but sigh in his heart, but he soon became alert. The reason why he felt that it was easy to make money was entirely because of the unreasonable skills in the status bar. He should not be arrogant and complacent because of this, thinking that it was his own ability. Outstanding results.

I thought that even if he was "proficient in cooking", he would still have some starch sausage leftover for the first time. Unexpectedly, all of them were sold out before dinner time. Han Zhou couldn't help but feel regretful. If I had known earlier, I should have prepared more starch sausage.

Putting away his thoughts, he looked at the customers gathered in front of the stall with a wry smile and said apologetically: "I'm sorry everyone, my preparations are limited today. I have used up all the starch intestines, so I can no longer sell them to you. Please come back next time. , I’m going to close the stall.”

Sold out?
These words immediately made all the waiting guests wail.

"Why don't you be more prepared? Do you know how I spent these 10 minutes?"

"Brother, you are not interesting enough. I have been waiting here for almost ten minutes and my saliva is drying up. You should save some for me..."

"Then will you come tomorrow? The fried skewers here are so delicious. I want to bring my girlfriend over to try them tomorrow."

"Don't you still have one on your hand? Why don't you take it back to your girlfriend?"

"Oh, this one is cold and it's not good for your stomach. My girlfriend likes to eat hot food."

"Brother, my stomach likes cold food. Why don't you give me a taste?"

"Brother, the stall owner, I've been waiting for almost half an hour and haven't gotten anything. Why don't you leave me a Fetion message and let me know when you come out of the stall tomorrow."

"Little girl, my unborn grandson heard your calculations."

"..."

Han Zhou automatically ignored all kinds of nonsense and only answered the most practical question: "I will come tomorrow, but I have a full class during the day, so I won't have time until evening. Also, please don't pull my clothes, especially It’s the one who touched my waistband, and I’m going to be angry.”

What's going on with these women now? I'm selling starch sausages, not my body. Can I be more reserved?
Um?Why do you, a man, want to take off my pants?
After finally getting rid of this group of persistent customers, Han Zhou calculated today's profit. He brought a total of [-] starch sausages. Now he has sold them all, making a profit of [-], and the net profit is [-]. two.

It doesn't look like much, but it's just less than three hours of income. If it weren't for the lack of preparation, today's income would only be higher.

It seems that if you really can't survive in the future, you can at least support yourself by selling starch sausage...

Speaking of which, the starch sausages I sell are so delicious, and with my face now, I don’t know if I can get the “most handsome fried skewers guy” like the “most beautiful cleaner” and “most beautiful milk tea girl” in my previous life. name...

Putting away his thoughts that were gradually diverging, Han Zhou put away the stall in a good mood, carefully packed the books he borrowed from Zhong Ling in plastic bags to avoid accidental oil stains, and then pushed the cart to school.

This cart is rented at the school gate and can be returned to the store next to the school.

At dusk, the autumn wind adds a bit of coolness, blowing the already sinking sunset down the mountain. The sunlight disappears little by little, and the gloomy darkness comes out quietly, overlooking the earth silently.

Lights lit up all around, like starlight embedded in the ground.

For Han Zhou, this should have been a good dusk, and the poems he used to describe dusk in his previous life even popped into his mind.

Unfortunately, on the way back to school, he saw someone he didn't really want to see.

(End of this chapter)