Thinking of this, Li Luo felt helpless. He walked to Lin Xiufeng's stall and said with a smile: "Boss, bring me four portions of fried rice."

"Okay! Wait a minute!" Lin Xiufeng was so busy at this time that he didn't even look up to see who it was, but the voice sounded familiar, so he looked up in hindsight, "Huh? Li Luo?! You

Why are you here, kid?"

"Are you still asking me?" Li Luo rolled his eyes, "I still want to ask you, why are you selling fried rice here?"

"Isn't this making money?" Lin Xiufeng chuckled a little embarrassedly, "I didn't think much about it before, but then I saw how fast you two were making money, so I thought about it and went back to think about it."

"In my delivery job, I have relatives taking care of me. Basically, I work during the day and get off work at five or six in the evening."

"I'm a lonely person. I don't have much to do when I go home. I just watch TV and check my phone."

"I come here to sell fried rice. I start working at about eight o'clock in the evening and close the stall at eleven o'clock. It only takes two or three hours in total."

"The net income from this night is five to six hundred. Why don't you rush into such a good thing? My monthly salary is only four to five thousand."

Hearing what Lin Xiufeng said, Li Luo was a little stunned.

On second thought, that's exactly what happened.

Mainly for students living in dormitories, the passenger flow is too stable.

Dozens of students come to buy rice every day, and the only one selling fried rice is Lin Xiufeng's family. Isn't this just a money-making business?

Even two or three hours of high-intensity fried rice is still quite tiring.

Li Luo had done this kind of fried rice stall in his previous life. It was a good thing that there were few people, and he could make a portion every once in a while. It was not very tiring, but he also made little money.

Once the flow of people increases, one meal after another without stopping is quite annoying.

That is to say, Lin Xiufeng is not afraid of hardship and has the stimulation of making money, so he can persevere.

At this time, Zhao Rongjun collected another batch of orders from students and trotted over.

As a result, he caught sight of Li Luo and was so frightened that he shouted: "Li Luo?!"

"Don't act like you've seen a ghost." Li Luo rolled his eyes, and then came to Lin Xiufeng's side, "Uncle, let me do it. You rest for a while, and I will bring some fried rice back."

Lin Xiufeng was stunned for a moment and wanted to refuse, but he was really tired at the moment, so he still gave way.

He had tasted a portion of fried rice brought by Li Luo and Zhao Rongjun before, and it tasted really good, so he was not worried about Li Luo's level.

But when Li Luo replaced him and stood at the fried rice stall, Lin Xiufeng suddenly discovered that Li Luo's whole temperament was a little different.

How should I put it... Lin Xiufeng was a little stunned when he saw Li Luo skillfully using a spoon to put all the seasonings and other ingredients into the pot, with the smooth movements of a dragonfly tapping water.

You kid...are you a little too skilled in this action?

According to his speed, if Lin Xiufeng can provide one meal, Li Luo can almost provide one and a half.

The efficiency is more than a little higher.

At this time, Zhao Rongjun stood aside a little embarrassed, waiting for Li Luo to finish the seven or eight portions of fried rice on the order, handed it to Zhao Rongjun, and then finished frying the four portions he asked for, Li Luo picked up the lunch box.

Come to the iron gate.

By this time, Zhao Rongjun had completed the handover and collected another eighty yuan, and then five or six more classmates placed orders.

So Zhao Rongjun quickly handed it over to Lin Xiufeng at the stall over there, and finally returned to Li Luo.

"Is it fun?" Li Luo glanced at Zhao Rongjun and asked with a half-smile.

"Uh...hehe." Zhao Rongjun scratched his head in embarrassment, "It's not that I have to hide it from you, it's just that I feel...that something..."

"Okay, okay." Li Luo rolled his eyes, "Anyway, the final exams are over and the holidays are about to begin. Let's see if your final exam scores have dropped."

"That's definitely not the case." Zhao Rongjun patted his chest and assured, "I reviewed very seriously, there is absolutely no problem."

Li Luo smiled, not worried about this, and then asked: "So how much have you earned these days?"

"Hehe." When talking about this, Zhao Rongjun couldn't help but laugh, "Your uncle gives me one hundred every day, so I help him write down the orders and collect the money. Occasionally, when he is tired, I help him cook the spoon for a while. It's quite good.

Easy.”

Seeing his excitement, Li Luo was also a little speechless.

But there will be a holiday in a week, so he didn't bother to worry about it anymore. He just said: "You still have to pay attention to safety. If you have anything, tell my uncle."

"I know."

After talking to Zhao Rongjun, Li Luo turned to look inside the iron gate and waved to Yan Zhusheng, who had been waiting for a long time not far away.

At this time, Zhao Rongjun noticed Yan Zhusheng's figure, and his face darkened. He finally understood why selling fried rice was exposed.

"Here, you want the fried rice." Li Luo handed a box of fried rice to Yan Zhusheng's hand, "Be careful because it's hot, I fried it myself."

"Oh." Yan Zhusheng caught the fried rice and nodded happily, "It smells so good."

"I'll give you a few more pairs of chopsticks and a few empty boxes." Li Luo said, "Don't eat too much at night, and share some with your roommate."

"Yeah." Yan Zhusheng nodded obediently, "I know."

In order to prevent her from being excluded in the dormitory, Li Luo took great pains.

Although Yan Zhusheng is a bit stupid occasionally, he is not stupid.

"Li Luo."

"Um?"

"It's so kind of you."

"...Go back and rest early."

"oh."
Chapter completed!