CHAPTER 844: CHAPTER 497: THE SIDE DOORS AND UNORTHODOX WAYS OF THE SCALPER_2

Yan Tianpeng said to Zhang Chi: "There are scalpers at hospitals, scalpers at concerts, and the cafeteria should also have scalpers!"

"Today we will be playing the scalpers!"

He went to Class 8 in the afternoon, not only to find Lu Qiqi, but mainly to discuss a money-making plan with Zhang Chi.

The two are low-key business partners; whoever comes up with a money-making idea must tell the other, work together to make it bigger and stronger.

Zhang Chi leaned in the corner, raised his head and said: "Tianpeng, just tell me the method."

Yan Tianpeng glanced at the people around: "This method is sneaky, but it can make money, and there’s a bit of risk. First tell me, are you in or not?"

Zhang Chi: "How can you make money without taking risks? I’m in!"

So Yan Tianpeng shared his money-making idea with him.

Zhang Chi, without a conscience, agreed on the spot to split the money fifty-fifty.

Yan Tianpeng patted him on the shoulder: "Let’s go, finish the job and split the money!"

The two searched for a target for a while and found three girls walking together, with confused and bewildered expressions.

Zhang Chi quickly squeezed over, managed a smile, and said with enthusiasm:

"Hey, are you planning to buy food?"

The three girls paused when they saw a stranger, and it was a slim, round-faced girl who responded:

"Yes, but there are too many people, we’re still deciding whether to wait."

Zhang Chi inserted one hand in his pocket, confidently said: "The taste at the Fourth Middle School Cafeteria is absolutely worth it, even if you queue."

Round-faced girl: "Yes, we plan to queue, even outside you have to queue."

Zhang Chi enthusiastically said: "Given the current situation, you’ll have to wait a long time. Time is money, how about this, three yuan each, I can help you jump the queue and get food early."

The round-faced girl glanced at her companions, thinking he was unreliable, and declined: "No, no thank you."

Zhang Chi: "Too pricey, huh? Two and a half, two and a half!"

Girl: "..."

The cafeteria food was indeed good, and the girls’ families were relatively well off.

In the end, it was agreed at two yuan each.

After Zhang Chi collected the money, he said to the three girls: "Follow me."

And he called out to the tall and sturdy Yan Tianpeng: "Clear the way!"

Yan Tianpeng pushed through the crowd all the way up to the front of the food counter, using his strong physique, moved the students aside so the three girls could be first in line.

The round-faced girl was utterly bewildered.

Zhang Chi: "What are you standing around for, quickly get the food!"

"Oh oh, okay, Auntie, I want rice balls in sweet wine sauce, baked sausage cake, and a small portion of fruit, one of each."

The round-faced girl started ordering.

The students lining up behind were furious; damn, everyone’s tired from military training, barely managing the line, and someone cuts in.

A boy angrily shouted: "Don’t cut the line, damn it!"

A girl complained: "So rude, don’t you understand first come, first served?"

The three girls who cut the line felt very wronged hearing these accusations, almost giving up on ordering and wishing to leave the cafeteria.

Having heard this, Zhang Chi stood up and said: "Damn, you think coming early makes you special? I got here before school was out!"

Yan Tianpeng looked around, grabbed the fiercest shouting boy: "You got a problem?"

"Son of a bitch..."

"Keep cursing..."

The three girls were in front ordering food, while Yan Tianpeng and Zhang Chi were nearby hurling responses to the crowd.

Until the three girls successfully finished ordering, they left the counter.

Zhang Chi helped the girls carry their food to the seats, looking smug:

"Pretty good service, right?"

The round-faced girl felt extremely awkward, but aside from the ethical considerations, the two yuan was well spent:

"Pretty good."

Zhang Chi: "Haha, Tianpeng, let’s go, next one!"

The two started looking for targets again. This time, with experience, they specifically targeted students who seemed well-off, thinking that they wouldn’t mind spending a bit of money.

Also, young couples were a good choice; boys would definitely spend for the sake of face.

Payment after payment from scalping fees entered their accounts.

...

While Zhang Chi and the others were busy making money, Jiang Ning picked up her tray and walked toward the hall.

Chen Siyu called out, "I see Tang Fu, let’s go find her!"

Attracted by the same sex, she was excited, as if she had found a group to belong to.

Yang Sheng: "Sure, just join them."

Tang Fu occupied a dining table alone, perhaps just finished training, her attire was quite casual. She wore a pink vest, and Jiang Ning could see her black sports bra from the side, wrapped very tightly.

She wore sports shorts paired with mixed-color sneakers, her long bare legs exposed.

Her eating manner was rather unrestrained; wielding chopsticks, devouring one dumpling after another, downing big gulps of pork rib soup like a hero from "Water Margin" guzzling wine and meat, utterly indulgent, yet with an inexplicable girlish charm.

Not far away, a handsome boy exclaimed, "Look over there, that girl is so cool!"

He was utterly charmed, so excited he could hardly contain himself.

His dining companion followed his gaze and praised, "Indeed, she’s cool, legs are long and fair, her face is pretty too, a stunner!"

The handsome boy was moved, he hesitated, "Do you think I should try to get her number? Will it succeed?"

"I think you should try, see what happens?"

"If you don’t try, your success rate is zero," his companion said.

Just as the handsome boy was about to make a move, he saw several girls approach the carefree, girlish girl along with a tall boy and sit down.

He immediately lost courage, "Forget it, they’re in their second year."

The buzz-cut boy next to him was displeased, "What’s so great about being in the second year? It just means they’ve been here one year longer than us? What’s there to be afraid of?"

Another crew-cut boy said, "Damn it, talking about the second year gets me worked up. This afternoon’s military training was hot as hell, and one skinny boy was eating an ice cream, even licking it while eating it—I felt like kicking him!"

The buzz-cut boy, indignant, said, "Eating ice cream is one thing, you remember there were two guys, one black and one white, playing cross talk with a speaker over there, made me laugh so hard, it got me punished to run five laps by the instructor!"

The group expressed their righteous indignation, venting their emotions.

Jiang Ning didn’t care about their conversation. He put down the meal he had gotten, which was quite sumptuous: coconut rolls, a large portion of fruit, two chicken legs, and yam porridge.

The total cost was 18 yuan, two yuan more than braised chicken—quite a financial pressure for an average student.

He didn’t think much of it; after donating Evergreen Liquid, teachers benefited too. Guo Ran’s meal card subsidy has increased to 800 per month, and she can’t even spend it all herself.

Today’s treat was also paid with Guo Ran’s card; he’d later give her throat-soothing candy and some Evergreen Liquid skincare products; Mr. Guo would surely appreciate them.

"Fufu!" The twins greeted.

Tang Fu was pleasantly surprised, she’d been missing the two.

After a few words, Tang Fu wondered, "Is the small dining table still happening?"

Without the small dining table, their bond was close to breaking.

Bai Yuxia replied, "I heard it’s planned for next week."

Chen Siyu worried, "If it happens again, could we still share a table?"

Yang Sheng knew the truth, "Last time sharing a table was arranged by Xue Yuantong, maybe she could do it again."

Tang Fu heard for the first time, "Is the grade leader that impressive?"

Bai Yuxia: "She’s not just any grade leader."

With a significant gap over the second place, Xue Yuantong, even at the best high school in Hui Province, Ancheng No.1 High School, is highly regarded.

Bai Yuxia once heard her parents say that some high schools even installed air conditioning in honors classes years ago, while regular classes only had fans, indicative of the treatment of top students.

Many teachers, glancing at top students daily, have their moods lifted, but feel discomfort seeing weaker students.

Tang Fu: "I hear you saying she sleeps in class every day. How is she so good at studying?"

She was puzzled.

Yang Sheng gave her a sidelong glance, "Why is it that you can be better at tennis after half a month of practice than those who’ve played for years at the sports field?"

Tang Fu, naturally and without hesitation, said, "That stuff is simple, I really can’t understand why they’re so bad!"

Bai Yuxia, clearly aware of the disparities in the world, said, "Effort pales in comparison to talent."

She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, smiling softly, "There’s no point in being fixated on talent, because most of us don’t have it, leaving only effort as the way."