Chapter 186 The professor also came to eat roujiamo (Chinese hamburger).

Chapter 186 The professor also came to eat roujiamo (Chinese hamburger).

While pouring sauce over the roujiamo (Chinese hamburger), Su Yingxue asked an acquaintance to help print the group's QR code, which was just placed in front of the stall.

Mu Yu rushed over, phone in hand: "Boss, I'm the first one in the group! From now on, I'm a 'Mo Men believer'!"

After scanning the QR code, he immediately shouted in the group: "@All members, the owner of the best double-flavor roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) at Qingdao University is here! Come out and say hi!"

The group chat instantly became lively. A male student from the Chemistry Department posted an emoji of "the molecular structure of the aroma of roujiamo" with the caption "According to tests, the boss's sauce contains 100% happiness factor";

A Chinese literature major girl casually remarked, "This steamed bun should only exist in heaven; it's a rare treat to be tasted on earth," followed by a string of drooling emojis.

Even the usually low-key physics whiz chimed in: "I've calculated it, the waiting time is directly proportional to the deliciousness of the roujiamo (Chinese hamburger), it's worth it!"

Su Yingxue couldn't help but laugh as she looked at the screen full of teasing comments. While making the flatbread, she opened the red envelope function and set up a password red envelope with the message "Best luck gets a braised egg".

The moment the red envelope was sent out, the group chat exploded.

"I got it! Thank you, boss!"

"The person with the worst luck is crying, begging the boss to give them another one!"

Messages kept popping up.

Some people even posted photos of the few cents they received in red envelopes, captioning them, "This is the boss's love; even a small amount is sweet!"

Mu Yu had the best luck, and he ran to the stall with his phone in hand to show off: "Boss, my braised egg!"

Su Yingxue smiled and placed a braised egg on his plate. She then sent a message in the group chat: "From now on, we'll be sending out lucky red envelopes every day at 5 PM. The luckiest person will receive plum juice! Thank you all for your support~"

The group chat immediately erupted with shouts of "Long live the boss!" and someone yelled, "From now on, I'll set an alarm every day to grab red envelopes!"

Some people have already started tagging their roommates to join the group.

As Su Yingxue watched the number of people in the group steadily increase, her fingertips swiping across the screen, a warm feeling welled up inside her—it turned out that this little fan group was not only a task, but also a bond connecting her with the diners.

The screen filled with laughter and cheers motivated her more than any reward.

At 4 p.m., in classroom 302 of the teaching building at Qingdao University, Professor Jiang Yan was standing on the podium lecturing on "Advanced Physics".

He pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, his gaze sweeping across the audience, and his brows suddenly furrowed—the usually packed classroom was almost over.

Today, the classroom was mostly empty, and the remaining students kept glancing down at their watches, their eyes filled with barely suppressed restlessness.

"What's going on? These past few days, you've been wanting to leave get out of class at four o'clock every day?"

"Ding-a-ling—" The bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class.

Before Jiang Yan could finish his closing remarks, the remaining students, like wild horses, grabbed their bags and rushed towards the door.

The boy in front of him shouted as he ran, "Hurry up! If we're late, we'll have to wait in line for another half hour!"

The girls walked briskly in groups, muttering, "We want to add braised eggs today, and we also want to grab the boss's red envelope."

Jiang Yan was stunned, and the chalk in his hand fell to the ground.

He had been teaching for ten years and had never seen students so eager to leave the classroom for anything else.

He stopped the physics class monitor, who was about to rush out the door, and asked with a hint of doubt, "Xiao Wang, where are you going? We haven't finished today's lesson yet."

Xiao Wang was so anxious that he stamped his feet and pointed out the window: "Professor Jiang, the double-flavor roujiamo at the end of Xiangxue Road! They set up their stall at 4:30 every day, and if you go too late, they'll be sold out!"

And today the boss said in the fan group that the first 20 people to come to the store will receive a free bowl of his secret-recipe braised tofu, we have to hurry!

"Roujiamo?"

Jiang Yan was even more puzzled, "Just for a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger), you don't even want to go to class?"

"Professor, that's no ordinary roujiamo!"

Xiao Wang's eyes lit up.

"A combo of braised pork and chicken thigh meat, crispy bread and juicy filling, plus exclusive perks for our fan group! Our whole dorm lines up every day! If you don't believe me, you can try it!"

After saying that, Xiao Wang bowed and ran downstairs.

Jiang Yan stood at the classroom door, watching the students' hurried departure, and pushed up his glasses.

He had never been interested in food, but the students' enthusiasm made him a little curious—what was the magic behind this roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) that made Qingda students skip classes to chase after it?

He picked up his coat and decided to go and find out for himself.

Jiang Yan walked out of the teaching building with a belly full of doubts. As soon as he turned into the alley of Xiangxue Road, a rich aroma of meat wafted over on the wind.

He looked up and saw a long queue in front of the stalls at the alley entrance.

The students stood on tiptoe, peering ahead, their chatter filled with anticipation. Many of them were the very same students who had run away from his class.

"Boss, two double-flavor portions, extra spicy!"

"I want a braised egg and lots of sweet chili sauce!"

Shouts rose and fell in the crowd. Su Yingxue was busy making flatbread. The golden-brown dough sizzled in the pan. With a flick of her wrist, she stuffed the shiny braised meat filling into the flatbread and poured a spoonful of hot sauce over it.

The rising steam blurred her hair, but it couldn't hide the smile in her eyes.

Jiang Yan joined the queue and went to the end. The girl next to him noticed that he was wearing a shirt and trousers, which made him look like a student.

Unable to resist striking up a conversation, he said, "Uncle, are you here to eat Boss Su's roujiamo too? This is our university's 'class-skipping essential,' you can't get one if you come late!"

He was about to explain that he was a professor when he heard cheers from the front: "It's my turn!"

Mu Yu held up the roujiamo he had just received, took a big bite without waiting, and the sauce dripped down his chin as he mumbled, "Amazing! The spicy sauce is even stronger today!"

Finally, it was Jiang Yan's turn. He looked at the roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) that Su Yingxue handed him. It felt heavy and warm to the touch. The outer layer of the bun was crispy and crumbly, and the aroma of the meat mixed with the sauce inside filled his nostrils.

He hesitated before taking a bite. The rich flavor of the braised pork and the sweetness of the chicken leg collided on his tongue, and the slightly spicy sauce exploded in his mouth. The aroma made him unconsciously squint his eyes—this taste was more captivating than any physics formula he had ever studied.

Seeing him engrossed in his meal, Su Yingxue smiled and asked, "Uncle, is the food to your liking?"

Jiang Yan snapped out of his reverie, adjusted his glasses, and a rare smile appeared on his face: "Not bad, they are indeed worthy of the students' admiration."

After he finished eating, he bought two more servings. As he turned around, he saw several students winking at him.

He cleared his throat, but instead of lecturing as usual, he waved his hand and said, "Don't delay, go and buy it."

Back in his office, Jiang Yan looked at the roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) on the table and couldn't resist taking another bite.

He picked up his phone, hesitated for a moment, and saw a post on his phone from a student inviting others to join a group to grab delicious food.

Thinking of the delicious roujiamo (Chinese hamburger), I joined that lively fan group.

As soon as I joined the group, I saw the screen filled with "Welcome new member".

He paused for a moment, then sent a message: "After tasting, the deliciousness of this roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) meets the requirements of Qingdao University students."

He awkwardly added a thumbs-up emoji afterward.

The group chat was instantly flooded with exclamations of "Even the professor is here to grab steamed buns!"

The screen was filled with laughter and joy; you could feel the lively atmosphere unique to the alleyways even through the screen.