N-M Chapter 71 Campus Run
Chapter 71 Campus Run
Chapter 71 Campus Run
Original Poster (Veterinary Medicine Expert): Breaking news! Boss Wang personally confirmed that tonight's late-night snack will include "rich and filling" hot soup! I'm guessing it'll be a replica of the pig's trotter soup! I'm betting 5 kilometers!
1L (Legal Expert): I object! Pig's trotters are too expensive; I'm guessing it's hot and sour soup! Down-to-earth! I'll bet 3 kilometers!
2L (Branch of Business Administration Wu Yanzu): The viewpoint upstairs is too narrow! When has Boss Wang ever let us down? I bet it's mutton soup! I'm betting on 10 kilometers! If I lose, I'll run myself to death on the track!
Su Weiwei had just finished her club class when her phone was flooded with forum notifications.
She glanced at the trending posts and then at the enthusiastic way her classmates were placing their bets. A plan formed in her mind.
Carrying her drawing board, she skillfully slipped into the operating room at window number 07.
Wang Sheng was mixing a new soy sauce, without even turning his head.
"get out of class is over? I left you a serving of rice noodle rolls with double the shrimp."
"My senior is the best!"
Su Weiwei leaned over with a grin, but didn't rush to eat. She nudged Wang Sheng lightly with her elbow.
"That's it—the forum is in an uproar."
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"Huh? What's all the noise about?"
Wang Sheng was focused on his work and didn't turn around.
"Everyone's betting on your soup tomorrow night."
Su Weiwei blinked her big eyes, her face showing an expression that said, "I'm curious, but I'm just asking casually," and lowered her voice.
"So—what exactly is that fragrant and filling soup? Tell me secretly, I promise I won't!"
She raised three fingers as if making a vow.
Wang Sheng caught a glimpse of the cunning glint in her eyes; how could he not know that this girl wanted to "cheat" by placing bets on the forum?
He deliberately put on a stern face while continuing to move his hands.
"Su Weiwei, are you trying to steal trade secrets? That's not very ethical."
"Oh dear, how can you call it 'extortion'?"
Su Weiwei dragged out her words and started to act spoiled.
"This is called—an internal employee benefit! Knowing about new product developments in advance! I'm practically a part of Shengji, after all!"
Wang Sheng was amused by her. He turned off the stove, picked up a towel to wipe his hands, turned to look at her, and said slowly.
"Benefits? Sure. There's only one hint—"
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He deliberately dragged out the tone, with a hint of teasing.
"This soup comes from its hometown in northern Anhui," which is the breakfast world.
He gave a thumbs up.
Su Weiwei's mind was racing.
The undisputed king of breakfast in northern Anhui?
Rich aroma and filling?
Her eyes lit up instantly, and she blurted it out.
"Beef soup! It's Huainan beef and vermicelli soup, isn't it?!"
Wang Sheng neither nodded nor shook his head, but looked at her with a half-smile.
"I didn't say anything. Su Weiwei, you have quite the imagination."
Su Weiwei understood immediately from his expression, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up like a little mouse that had stolen some oil.
She immediately pulled out her phone, her fingers flying across the screen, and found the trending post.
[Topic Post: It's open! It's open! Sheng Kee's mysterious new soup tomorrow night - guess the winner! The stake: Campus running mileage!]
Then there's 587L (a nobody in veterinary medicine): Big bet! On Huainan beef vermicelli soup! The king of breakfast in northern Anhui!
Su Weiwei returned to her dormitory, washed up, and applied a face mask.
Roommate A peeked over. "Weiwei, do you really know it's beef soup? Did Senior Wang tell you?"
Su Weiwei proudly waved her phone.
"I have a brilliant plan! Just follow my lead and you'll win for sure!"
Roommate B lamented, "I bet on meatball soup! Five kilometers! Weiwei, you've got me in trouble!"
Roommate C immediately raised her hand. "I believe in Weiwei! I'm betting on beef soup! Two kilometers! If Weiwei wins, she'll carry me!"
"No problem!" Su Weiwei patted her chest, her face mask almost falling off.
at the same time.
Inside the control room.
Wang Sheng turned to look at Chen Mo.
"Chen Mo, come here. The main event is tomorrow night. I'll teach you something in advance."
Chen Mo immediately put down what he was doing, jogged over, and asked intently, "Senior, what are we studying?"
"Beef soup," Wang Sheng pointed to the cutting board next to him. "Tomorrow morning, come with me to choose beef and beef bones, starting with selecting the ingredients."
Chen Mo's eyes lit up immediately, and he nodded vigorously.
"Yes, senior!"
Wang Sheng then looked at Zhao Gang and Lin Xiaowen.
"Zhao Gang, Xiaowen, double the ingredients for tomorrow's midnight snack. Especially rice cakes and rice flour, prepare more, I estimate there will be a lot of people."
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"Alright! Don't worry, Brother Sheng!" Zhao Gang patted his chest.
"No problem, I'll take care of it," Lin Xiaowen readily agreed.
The atmosphere in the control room was lively, with everyone eagerly anticipating the upcoming new product.
Wang Sheng wondered if this "top-notch" dish from northern Anhui could win over diners' stomachs again, just like the pig's trotter soup, and also garner him another wave of popularity and positive reviews.
Su Weiwei ate her shrimp rice noodle roll with great satisfaction, glancing at her phone every now and then, watching the chain reaction in the forum caused by her "heavy bet," and her lips never left her mouth.
She could almost picture herself betting on the right thing, leaving those guys who bet on mutton soup running around like crazy.
Wang Xiulan was watching TV in her rented room, but her thoughts drifted to the cafeteria.
Although her son told her not to help, she couldn't help but worry. She took out her phone, hesitated for a moment, and then sent Wang Sheng a WeChat message: "Are you done? Don't overwork yourself."
Wang Sheng quickly replied: "Soon, Mom. Don't worry, everything is going smoothly. You should go to sleep early."
Wang Xiulan looked at the reply, sighed, and felt a little proud.
Her son had truly grown up and become capable. She got up and checked the incubator again, making sure it was sealed tightly, before she felt a little relieved.
As night deepened, the noise in the cafeteria gradually subsided. After seeing off the last group of customers, Wang Sheng and his team began to wrap things up.
Clean up, take stock of the ingredients, and prepare the ingredients for tomorrow.
Chen Mo studied with exceptional diligence. Wang Sheng taught him to identify different cuts of beef and explained the key points of cooking beef bone broth, which he memorized one by one.
【Ding! 】
[Apprentice Chen Mo detected: Focused on learning, skill in ingredient identification (beef) +1 experience point!]
[Passing on the Torch] Quest Progress: Apprentice's Basic Skills Mastery 15%
The system notification made Wang Sheng feel even better. He patted Chen Mo on the shoulder. "Good, remember it well. Practical training tomorrow."
"Yes! Thank you, senior!" Chen Mo nodded vigorously, full of enthusiasm.
Zhao Gang joked as he washed the huge soup tub.
"Brother Sheng, the forum is buzzing with excitement, everyone's guessing what kind of soup you're going to get. Weiwei's 15km bet really scared a lot of people."
Lin Xiaowen also smiled.
"That's right, several boys are wailing that their goddess bet on beef soup, and their bet on mutton soup is going to be wasted. The campus run is definitely over."
Wang Sheng smiled.
"Let them guess. We'll see what happens tomorrow."
He paused, looking out the window at the deep night.
"Finish packing and go home to rest early. Tomorrow will be busy."
Everyone responded in unison.
Wang Sheng locked the door to the operating room and took a deep breath of the air, which still smelled of food.
Tomorrow, once that pot of piping hot and fragrant Huainan beef vermicelli soup is ready, I wonder how many laps Su Weiwei will win in the campus race?