Food: Randomly set up stalls, even the little guy is drooling.

In the fourth-grade office of Yingcai Primary School.

Zhang Zixuan stood awkwardly in front of Teacher Li, trying to argue, "Teacher Li, you didn't say that this QQ account was yours."

"Director Zhang, do you think I didn't see it? As a mere group administrator, you're acting all high and mighty!" Teacher Li said with a look of disappointment. "At such a young age, you're not learning good manners, but you've certainly picked up that air of authority perfectly."

"Yes, yes, Teacher Li, you're right. I'll approve it for you right away."

"Ahem, it's not just me." Teacher Li looked around. "Including all these teachers."

Zhang Zixuan wailed, "Is the teacher going to take our breakfast too?"

"Aren't teachers human? Don't teachers need to eat breakfast? Isn't this a pre-order?" Teacher Li asked the three soul-searching questions in a row.

"You said before that this is junk food and we should eat less of it..." Zhang Zixuan's mouth was covered by Teacher Li in the next second. "Alright, alright, stop talking."

"Didn't the principal say that we need to help teachers integrate into the student body and become good friends with you?" Zhang Qian, as a Chinese language teacher, rattled off the logic. "Zixuan, don't you want to be friends with the teachers?"

Faced with Zhang Zixuan's mournful expression, the teachers successfully "persuaded" him with reason and got him to join the "World's Strongest Spicy Noodles Reservation Bureau" QQ group.

The morning reading hadn't started in the classroom yet, but the penguin colony was quite lively.

"My favorite is Beans: Why? Why is it not even 8 o'clock yet, and I want to eat fried chicken cutlet!"

Kid A: I'm so hungry! If spicy chicken noodles are this delicious, I can't even imagine how fragrant fried chicken cutlets must be.

Kid B: I have to finish my homework early today! I absolutely have to have this fried chicken cutlet.

"Hey, why are the classmates in the group talking about fried chicken cutlets? Aren't they selling spicy chicken noodles?" Zhang Qian asked curiously.

"Tonight, everyone's going to support Boss Lu's business," Zhang Zixuan explained. "He only sells spicy chicken noodles in the morning at our school gate, and he sets up a stall selling fried chicken cutlets in another place at night."

"I want to eat spicy chicken noodles in the morning and fried chicken cutlet in the evening..." Zhang Qian picked up another essay she had read aloud. The cover clearly showed Zhang Zixuan's name. "So it was you who wrote it."

Zhang Zixuan scratched his head sheepishly, "I was just writing it for fun."

Zhang Qian asked, "Is this fried chicken cutlet as delicious as this spicy chicken ramen?"

Zhang Zixuan nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice. "It smells so good, I don't even know how to describe it. We all agreed last night to finish our homework early today, preferably at school, and then go buy some chicken cutlets together."

The teachers looked at each other in disbelief. It was as if the sun had risen in the west. This student, who always liked to procrastinate on his homework, had actually asked to start his homework early.

They've been in class before, and they've told everyone to do their homework properly more than once. Their earnest advice wasn't as effective as fried chicken cutlets.

"It really is delicious," Wang Jia nodded. "I only got to eat it on Tuesday. By Monday, it was sold out by the time I came out of the gym."

The other instructors' expressions grew increasingly strange as they ate fried chicken cutlets for dinner after working out.

Wang Jia quickly replied, "Boss Lu told me that his fried chicken cutlets are thinner, with a reduced portion size to ensure the texture and lower oil content, while also using better oil. Everyone has tried Fuxin Chicken Cutlets, right?"

The others nodded and listened to her explanation, "A serving of Fuxin Chicken Cutlet has 500 calories, while Boss Lu's only has 320 calories. Even if you eat a whole serving, you won't feel that guilty."

"Good, good," Zhang Qian thought to herself. Despite reducing the portion size, she received a better evaluation. This Boss Lu must be a shrewd businessman.

"Ring ring." The bell rang, signaling the start of morning reading. The teachers couldn't continue their conversation and made plans to go out after school to broaden their horizons and see just how delicious the fried chicken cutlet really was.

Time flew by and it was time to leave school.

Several young teachers followed Wang Jia to the Wumei Fitness Center.

From a distance, you can see a lot of people standing there.

Zhang Qian asked curiously, "What kind of event is going on here?"

Upon seeing this scene, Wang Jia suddenly sensed something was terribly wrong. "Could this be... a queue?"

"Line up?" Several teachers saw Wang Jia lead the way and run over.

From being ignored on Monday to scanning the QR code ahead of time on Tuesday, the situation on Friday night had exceeded Wang Jia's expectations.

There were about thirty people in line in front of the fried chicken stall. When Wang Jia ran over, Lu Feng's fried chicken was sizzling.

"Boss Lu, business is already so good today, it's only been open for business for a day?"

"Yes, Teacher Wang." Compared to the previous three days, Lu Feng's hands were more skilled, and almost no movement was superfluous.

He only glanced at it before starting a conversation with Wang Jia.

Wang Jia casually asked, "Can we still make reservations today?"

Before Lu Feng could reply, a male college student in line spoke up, "Miss, we can't make a reservation today."

The guy behind the college student in line was also very outgoing. "Yeah, I was planning to come a few minutes early to buy some today, but wow, there are already dozens of people gathered here."

Wang Jia glanced at the time and, sure enough, it was only 6 p.m. It wasn't that she was late; these people were all "smart people" who had come early to buy.

Lu Feng was finally able to speak, "I'm really sorry, Teacher Wang. I was in a difficult position just now, and this guy gave me some advice."

The guy was very proud when he heard the boss praise him. "It's all so that everyone can eat chicken cutlet. Otherwise, if you buy ten servings and I buy ten servings, only a few people will be able to buy it."

Wang Jia asked curiously, "Isn't it just a purchase limit? What other novel tricks could they possibly come up with?"

"That's not quite right. It's not just about purchase limits. You all don't know that Green Bubble has a feature for receiving payments: fixed-amount payments, and you can also limit the number of times (I made that up). That way, if Boss Lu sets it to 10 yuan for 200 times, he won't have to worry about selling too much."

Wang Jia was speechless. Boss Lu is taking the money, what are you so smug about?

"So, beautiful, please join the back of the line."

"How could I, a dignified teacher, be so rude?" Wang Jia glared at the man, greeted Lu Feng, and went to the back of the line, where the other teachers had already lined up obediently.

"Jiajia, to be honest, it smells delicious, without that greasy smell, just a very pure chicken cutlet aroma."

Wang Jia said with distress, "Oh dear, I was thinking of eating after I finished working out, what should I do?"

Zhang Qian laughed heartily, "You need to eat well to have the energy to exercise!"

Wang Jia rolled her eyes speechlessly. "Don't you know you shouldn't exercise an hour after a meal? I'm going to place my order later, so I'll ask Boss Lu to reserve one for me."

Despite the queue of over thirty people, Lu Feng's hands moved incredibly fast, and each person received their fried chicken cutlet in less than a minute.

While frying chicken cutlets, Lu Feng kept talking, "Yes, everyone take your own plastic bags, and please open them. I need speed!"