Shocking! This student is phenomenal!

Yan Hang was very diligent all morning, helping to put on lids, pack bags, and even helping with cleaning at the end.

They have a keen eye for life.

Su Jiang never imagined that he simply wanted to find Yan Hang and make some money for him.

They found the treasure.

What he didn't know was that even if he didn't give Yan Hang money, Yan Hang would definitely lend a hand seeing how busy Su Jiang was.

This is what brothers are.

"I transferred two hundred to you. You worked hard today too!"

Su Jiang made money and was happy to give Yan Hang a little more.

"No, you don't need to give it to me! I'm just on vacation experiencing life. Your parents are unemployed, and you'll have many more expenses in the future."

"You should be more careful with your money in the future. Don't do anything as silly as what you did at the Apple store last time! No matter how much scholarship money you have, you can't spend it like that."

Yan Hang returned the money, having already learned a bit about Su Jiang's family situation.

He, who was usually so carefree, took meticulous care of Su Jiang.

Besides, he also remembered that Su Jiang had given him a discount of 3000 yuan that day.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'll give it to you, just take it. With business this good, do you think we'd be short of money?"

Seeing that Yan Hang wouldn't accept the WeChat message, Su Jiang grabbed two hundred-yuan bills and stuffed them into Yan Hang's pocket.

My heart was filled with emotion.

These are true brothers and true friends.

That day, Su Xinrong sorted out his money.

I earned a full 1300 yuan.

He was so excited that he drank two bowls of wine at noon.

"Xiao Jiang, let me tell you, when you go to university, I'll definitely buy you a house in Jiangzhou in four years! Cash on delivery!"

Fueled by alcohol, Su Xinrong finally uttered the sentence he had never dared to say in his life.

A house costing over two million yuan—most people wouldn't dare to casually mention buying it.

That evening, Su Jiang was resting at home.

Su Xinrong and Xu Juan secretly drove their tricycle out to set up a late-night snack stall.

When the new day arrived, Su Jiang and Su Xinrong set off again for their stall.

They arrived even earlier today.

But when we got here...

They saw Yan Hang arguing fiercely with someone.

"What's going on?!"

Su Jiang and Su Xinrong stepped forward.

So it turns out that the person arguing with Yan Hang wasn't the god-like Miao Chunfeng, but who was she?

Miao Chunfeng and Su Shengrong were also seen setting up a stall here, pushing a tricycle.

There was also a "GG" sign on it.

Fifty years of fried rice experience, only nine yuan a bowl!

This guy, with this price, is clearly trying to steal our business.

Moreover, they arrived early and took up the spot where Su Jiang and his group had set up their stall yesterday.

Yan Hang had been planning to come and check things out early today, but he never expected that someone would be stealing his business here. Cutting off someone's livelihood is like killing their parents!

He immediately went up to argue with them.

"We set up this spot first, how dare you take it from us!"

Yan Hang, a burly man, blocked their stall and cursed fiercely.

"Who said this place belongs to you? Did you buy it, or did you put it in your name?" Miao Chunfeng was no pushover.

"I don't care, this place was ours first, so it's ours, and you can't do business here!"

Yan Hang also has a trick for giving up.

"It's okay!"

At this moment, Su Jiang walked to Yan Hang's side.

He glanced around.

The place is large and spacious, so there's nothing to worry about.

You can just find another place.

What's the point of arguing with someone like that?

Wasting your time to make money.

As he spoke, he pulled Yan Hang to the side.

It was past six o'clock.

People started coming over.

Seeing the two stalls set up here, people were momentarily dazed.

"Why are there two people selling fried rice today?!"

They only trust Su Jiang and Su Xinrong, and they don't care about a dollar.

As a result, a huge crowd surged toward Su Jiang's stall, forming a long queue.

Not a single person went to Miao Chunfeng's side.

Miao Chunfeng was envious as she watched Su Jiang make ten yuan at a time.

Su Shengrong was so jealous that his neck swelled and his breathing became rapid.

"I'm his grandma. I taught them how to cook. Come and try it! It's delicious and inexpensive!" Miao Chunfeng shouted loudly.

She was incredibly confident in her egg fried rice skills.

No matter what, it's still better than Su Xinrong's, right?

You know what?

Miao Chunfeng's words instantly tempted some of the people at the back of the line.

After all, by the time I got to the front of the line, I was probably starving.

They said they were their elders, so maybe their fried rice making skills were taught by their grandmother?

And so.

The group of people moved together and arrived at Miao Chunfeng's stall.

"Boss lady, give me a bowl to try!"

"Nine yuan a bowl, pay first!" Miao Chunfeng was afraid that these people wouldn't pay.

This action immediately displeased them. Did they think they were the kind of people who would refuse to pay such a small amount of money?

At Su Jiang's stall, Su Jiang never pressures customers to pay. On the contrary, he will give discounts or give things away for free to some elderly people!

However, in order to eat that fragrant fried rice as soon as possible.

They tolerated it.

One by one, they took out their phones and paid.

However, a few minutes later...

When bowls of fried rice with egg were placed in front of them.

They were all dumbfounded.

"Is this what you call fifty years of fried rice experience?"

One of them looked at Miao Chunfeng with a bewildered expression.

That's it?

All I could see was the egg fried rice in his hand.

There were large chunks of rice that hadn't been broken up, and even some black bits mixed in with the rice.

The vegetables weren't washed properly, were they? There's still mud on them.

More importantly.

Color, aroma and taste.

I don't have any of those qualities at all!

Some people took one bite and immediately vomited.

"How the hell did you put in that much salt? It's sickeningly salty!"

They didn't even bother to settle scores with Miao Chunfeng. They all threw away their trashy fried rice and rushed back to Su Jiang's place to queue up.

Those who were originally hesitant about whether to buy from Miao Chunfeng were all so frightened that they stood obediently in their own lines and dared not move.

Miao Chunfeng was stunned.

How come my fried rice is being criticized like this?

Surely not?

She picked up the fried rice from the ground in disbelief.

I pinched off a clean piece.

Put it in your mouth.

"Hmm, the taste is alright!"

"Is it really that bad?"

But how could Miao Chunfeng know that without comparison there would be no harm?

In the first year, you gave your girlfriend a 30,000 yuan LV bag, but in the second year, you only gave her three yuan worth of roses.

Will she stop making a scene?

Those who have eaten Su Jiang's fried rice are all people who have received LV bags worth hundreds of thousands of yuan. In their eyes, Miao Chunfeng's fried rice is just a bag of spicy strips worth a few cents.

However, just as Miao Chunfeng got up, preparing to think of new ways to continue grabbing business.

Suddenly someone shouted:

"The urban management officers are here!"