Chapter 195 Being a Babysitter

The New Year's Day holiday for Affiliated No. 1 Middle School is three and a half days to be exact.

Of course, if we include the New Year’s Day party, it would be four days.

We have a holiday on the morning of the 1st, and we have a holiday on Friday the 2nd, which is right after the previous weekend.

Then on Sunday the 4th, we have to come back for evening self-study.

If students need to make up lessons or participate in competition classes, they have to return to school early in the afternoon, such as Ying Chanxi.

In the evening, Xu Youyu, who had been typing for the whole afternoon, was about to find Li Luo to go to school together, but he saw a pile of things on the kitchen floor.

A big bag of rice, many boxes of eggs, and a big bag of carrots and sausages.

In addition, there are two large barrels of cooking oil, and a whole box of plastic packaging boxes and foam boxes for insulation.

Li Luo and Zhao Rongjun were counting supplies in the kitchen. After confirming that there were no problems, Li Luo stood up, patted his butt, and twisted his neck: "It's the first day, so we won't do much. Let's practice and explore the way first."

"Are we going to do it now?" Zhao Rongjun asked, "We still have to go to evening self-study, right?"

"Of course not right now, but we can do some preparations in advance." Li Luo pointed at the carrots and ham, "The eggs can be beaten temporarily, but we can cut the carrot cubes and ham slices first."

"I have already cooked the rice this afternoon. I will have it ready when I get home in the evening after it cools down."

"According to the previous plan, I will first ask acquaintances to try the taste today and do a promotion, so I won't make too much. Let's start with ten servings of fried rice."

According to the size of their iron pan, they can make three or four servings of fried rice at one time.

Just considering the cooking time of a pot of egg fried rice, it only takes about three to five minutes, and ten servings of egg fried rice only take about ten minutes.

With Zhao Rongjun helping out, the 40-minute third period of evening self-study was definitely more than enough.

"So...what are you two going to do?" Xu Youyu didn't know what the two were planning yet. He was completely bewildered when he heard what was going on, not quite understanding the situation.

"Of course I made money, Senior Sister." Li Luo smiled at her, "Please don't report us when the time comes, President."

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The third class of evening self-study at No. 1 Middle School.

Yan Zhusheng sat at her desk, reviewing her lessons seriously. Occasionally, she would be distracted and take out the harmonica that Li Luo gave her to play with.

Li Luo had already gone home from school. To her, it was as if the game had entered garbage time and she just wanted the get out of class to end quickly.

Especially thinking about what Li Luo had told her tonight, Yan Zhusheng thought about and memorized it carefully. When the bell rang for the end of evening self-study, she found Xu Yinghuan.

"Huanhuan, I'll treat you to a delicious meal tonight."

"Eh?" Xu Yinghuan was stunned for a moment, "Delicious? Zhu Sheng, are you going to treat me to a supermarket?"

Yan Zhusheng shook his head: "You will know if you come with me."

The boarding students of the Affiliated No. 1 Middle School account for about two-thirds of the total population. The crowd after school is quite spectacular, much like little piglets running around the mountain after the floodgates are opened.

Yan Zhusheng led Xu Yinghuan out of the school gate, into the dormitory area, passed by the small supermarket with a long queue, passed through the boys' dormitory building, and came to the fire iron gate next to the girls' dormitory building.

Xu Yinghuan followed with a puzzled look on her face, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Zhu Sheng, we come here... eh?"

Before she finished her words, she had already followed the direction they were walking and saw an electric tricycle outside the iron gate and several familiar figures standing next to it.

"Class monitor, Xixi?" Xu Yinghuan was stunned for a moment, then walked to the iron gate, with a look of surprise and confusion on her face, "Why is Zhao Rongjun here too? And, and a senior sister?"

At this moment, Li Luo and Zhao Rongjun had already opened the foam box on the electric tricycle, took out two servings of fried rice from it, passed them through the gap in the iron gate, and handed them to Yan Zhusheng and Xu Yinghuan.

Ying Chanxi beside him smiled helplessly: "They suddenly said they wanted to do this, so I came with them to take a look."

"I think it's quite interesting." Xu Youyu on the side said with a chuckle, "But these are just acquaintances. You two wouldn't be embarrassed to accept money, right?"

"Here." Yan Zhusheng took out a twenty-yuan bill from his pocket and handed it to Li Luo.

"What are you giving me? I told you it's free." Li Luo rolled his eyes at her, patted her hands, motioned her to take them back, and then said, "But there is no free lunch in the world, and of course, there is no free midnight snack either."

"Take this."

As he spoke, Li Luo took out more than ten pairs of disposable chopsticks and handed them to Yan Zhusheng and Xu Yinghuan.

"What's this for?" Xu Yinghuan blinked, her brain still not reacting, "Why would I use so many chopsticks by myself?"

"Who said it's for you alone?" Li Luo smiled, "The fried rice can be given to you for free, but I have a request."

"When you return to the dormitory, open your egg fried rice and dangle it in front of your roommates so they can smell the aroma."

"If someone asks where you got the fried rice, just tell them you bought it at Tiemen. It's ten yuan a portion, and it's big enough that you can't finish it. Ask them if they want some more."

"But don't give them too much. Just give them two bites each and eat the rest. Don't let them get too full."

"After you finish eating, you can add another sentence and say that the quantity of this egg fried rice is very small and you are lucky to have grabbed one today. Many people lined up but failed to get one."

Xu Yinghuan was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted, opened her eyes and said, "Are you using me as a publicity stunt?! You can't buy this anywhere without queuing up?" "Not today, but in the future." Li Luo said with a smile, "Do you want to do it? If you do, as long as you want to eat it in the future, we will still make it and provide you with free egg fried rice."

"Really?"

"Why did you lie to me?"

"Okay, okay~" Xu Yinghuan smiled happily, "Then leave it to me! I can visit a few more dormitories! I'm very familiar with the first-year girls' dormitories~"

"No, no." Li Luo waved his hands repeatedly, "You are being too deliberate. You only need to promote it in your own dormitory. We can't sell too many. It will be bad if there are too many people."

After seeing off Yan Zhusheng and Xu Yinghuan, Li Luo welcomed several familiar faces one after another.

Including Zhu Yufei and Zhang Guohuang from Class 8, Zhao Rongjun’s deskmate Luo Jiajia, and Niu Qingling and Shao Youpeng from the Rock Club.

In addition, there are several classmates that Zhao Rongjun is relatively familiar with at the Affiliated No. 1 Middle School.

Soon, all ten servings of fried rice in their hands were delivered, completing today's task.

"Will your method work?" Ying Chanxi asked suspiciously, "Will there be a lot of people lining up tomorrow?"

"Don't underestimate the dormitory students' desire for food." Li Luo smiled, not worried at all, "And we won't sell too much. From now on, we will sell 20 servings a day and leave when we sell them all."

"I'm a little hungry." Xu Youyu touched his stomach, "Let's go back and make a few more. I want to eat too."

"Okay." Li Luo nodded, and then he shouted to a figure squatting and smoking on the side of the road, "Uncle! Let's go! We're done."

"Are you done?" Li Luo's uncle Lin Xiufeng threw his cigarette on the ground, stomped it out with his heel, exhaled the last puff of smoke, and walked to the electric tricycle, "Let's go."

The four little ones got on obediently and sat in the back compartment of the electric tricycle.

Lin Xiufeng sat in the driving seat, started the car smoothly, and drove the four of them around the dormitory campus towards Bi Hai Lan Ting.

"So you are planning to sell boxed lunches at night from now on?" Lin Xiufeng asked helplessly.

Li Luo called him before and said that he needed his help with something, and asked him to get an electric tricycle over.

Unexpectedly, it turned out that someone was delivering goods to them, and the goods delivered were fried rice.

"I'll only sell it for half a month at most." Li Luo said with a smile, "Uncle, if you're busy, just leave the tricycle here. I'll return it to you when I'm done using it."

"Forget it, I will come here every night." Lin Xiufeng shook his head.

As an elder, Lin Xiufeng certainly couldn't just sit there and watch as these kids did this. He had to watch from the side to feel at ease.

But he didn't control Li Luo and stop him from doing this.

After all, it's earning money by working hard with your own hands. There's nothing shameful about that, and Lin Xiufeng thinks it's great.

It's a good thing for children to suffer a little.

Anyway, he had nothing to do late at night, so it would be okay for him to come and help his nephew sell lunch boxes.

What disappointed him was that he had originally thought that this time he would be offered another good thing like selling a belt.

The result is that he ended up working as a laborer.

"Uncle, let's divide the money according to our efforts." Li Luo said, "The money we earn will be divided into five parts. Zhao Rongjun and I will each take two parts, and you, uncle, will take one part."

"Why are you so clear with me?" Lin Xiufeng laughed, "Just take it for yourself."

"It's okay. Even brothers should settle accounts clearly." Li Luo laughed, "We are just joking. Just treat it as playing house with us."

"That's up to you. It's good if you can earn enough money for a pack of cigarettes for me." Lin Xiufeng responded with a smile.

"Cigarette money will definitely be no problem." Li Luo calculated for him, "I calculated that the cost of ingredients for a serving of egg fried rice is actually only two yuan."

"If I sell a box for ten dollars, that's eight dollars of profit."

"If we sell 20 boxes a day, that's 160 yuan in revenue."

"Uncle, you can get 32 ​​yuan, and you can easily buy a pack of cigarettes with it."

Hearing this, Lin Xiufeng was stunned for a moment.

"You can earn one hundred and sixty tonight?"

"Yes." Li Luo nodded, "We don't have much time, so we can only make about 20 boxes."

"But in fact, if the news really spreads, the number of people who come to buy egg fried rice every night will definitely be far more than 20 people."

"If we can sell 50 or 60 boxes a night, that would be 400 to 500 yuan in revenue."

As soon as these words were spoken, Lin Xiufeng fell silent. After sending Li Luo and the others home, no one knew what he was thinking about. He just waved his hand and left.

(End of this chapter)