Chapter 84 Foodie Psychology

The first computer class in the first class of senior one - knowing about computers.

Everyone put on thick shoe covers, tiptoed into the dust-proof computer room, followed the highly myopic computer teacher, and observed the computer up close for the first time.

Lift off the dustproof and antistatic computer cover to reveal the true face of the milky white computer.

A 15-inch spherical monitor is placed on top of the horizontally positioned chassis, with a milky white keyboard and a light blue mouse next to it.

The computer teacher's name is Huang Liang, and he has a standard homeboy's calm face, watching the students' startled performance, with a numb and indifferent face.

After getting acquainted with the computer from the appearance, the next step is a deeper contact.

Start up, shut down, recognize the computer interface, and be familiar with the keyboard layout.

However, there are 62 students in the class, and the school's standard computer room only has 20 computers.

So everyone had to be divided into three groups to take turns to experience this sacred process.

Wu Tao was not interested in these old antiques, so he didn't bother to grab them with others.

In the first round of twenty people, under Huang Liang's order, like well-trained soldiers, they pressed the power button in one order.

That solemn and holy look made Wu Tao want to laugh.

Five seconds later, three computers were unresponsive. The remaining seventeen began to scroll slowly until they finally entered the system—the DOS interface.

Windows95 is reluctant to install, at least Windows3.2 can be installed, right?

In his previous life, when he was studying technical secondary school in Jinling, he was exposed to Windows version 3.2. It seems that the conditions of Beijiang and Jinling are still somewhat different.

So Wu Tao became less interested in these computers.

A class is over in a blink of an eye, and many people feel that they haven't touched the mouse enough, so they get off the phone without getting enough.

Walking out of the computer room, Yang Zili caught up and said, "I want to join the computer interest group, how about you? Let's go together!"

Wu Tao shook his head, expressing no interest.

"You don't seem to have participated in anything. You rejected all the foreign language interest groups, fine arts, and music interest groups. You even rejected the literature interest groups. This doesn't fit your status as a high-achieving student!" Yang Zili counted on his fingers.

"I do not have time."

"..." Yang Zili was speechless for a while.

I have no interest in anything, and even in class, I just read books on my own, and don't look at the blackboard and don't listen to the lectures.

Only when the teacher points to it, will everyone realize his existence. Because no matter what kind of problem, he can answer it fluently.

Could it be that he is a nerd, or the cold kind?

But is there such a versatile nerd? Obviously not!

In the first rebirth, Wu Tao really wanted to integrate into this new life.

However, many stigmas from his previous life made it impossible for him to devote himself wholeheartedly into it.

For example, facing an old antique computer and looking at the clothes with a sense of age will make him play every minute.

Only when facing An Rong, can I really immerse myself in it unknowingly, forgetting the difference between the past life and the present life.

Back in the classroom, An Rong was already waiting downstairs.

Today is Saturday, the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Wu Tao agreed to take her home to have a delicious meal to celebrate the festival.

An Rong wore a pink sweater today, fitness pants on her lower body, and a pair of pull-back flat shoes on her feet. Show the beautiful figure of the girl properly.

Changing from the front seat to the back seat, An Rong hugged Wu Tao's waist and told about the trivial things in school.

"It's such a headache. I feel like I'm struggling to study recently. The teachers' explanation of the vectors in physics class is very pale, and it's really hard to understand..."

Wu Tao listened patiently.

In fact, it's not to blame An Rong for studying hard.

Although Beijiang Middle School is well-known, many teachers in the first grade this year are all fresh graduates.

Whether it is the grasp of the classroom or the understanding of the teaching content, it is not enough. This is also the reason why Wu Tao never listened to the lectures in class. He studied by himself at his own pace, and then summarized and refined.

These methods are the habits accumulated in his previous life.

The leapfrog development of the Internet is accompanied by the explosion of knowledge.

In those years, in order to survive and find a way out, he tried many directions and methods. For example, examinations for certificates and academic qualifications, as long as they can make money, or help make money, he has tried them all.

But these all require self-study, and over time, I have also figured out a set of efficient learning methods that suit me.

After listening to An Rong's complaints, the two had already arrived downstairs in the community.

After parking the car, Wu Tao took An Rong's fragrant shoulders and went upstairs together. While walking, he comforted: "It's okay, if there is anything you don't understand, mark it down, and I will tell you."

An Rong's brows immediately relaxed, revealing a sweet smile.

The next moment, Qiong's nose shrugged slightly, "What's the smell, so fragrant?" As she spoke, her mouth began to drool.

"You'll find out soon."

Going upstairs and entering the house, An Rong saw that Aunt Hua was busy in the kitchen, and immediately rushed over, calling sweetly: "Sister Hua, what is this?"

Aunt Hua turned around, "Didn't Xiaotao tell you?"

"Hmph~" An Rong gave Wu Tao a blank look, then turned her head away, "He's been playing tricks on others, cheating on others, bad guy!"

"It's called Malatang," Aunt Hua explained with a smile, "I'll cook some for you right now, try it, eat more if it tastes good."

An Rong shook her slender legs and said, "Sister Hua made it, it must be delicious!"

After they washed their hands, they returned to the dining table, and Aunt Hua brought out two plates of hot skewers, including hot sauce, sweet sauce and sesame sauce.

It is full of meat and vegetables.

"Wow, yuba, fennel, beef balls, my favorite..."

"Wow, delicious, so delicious..."

Wu Tao kept nodding his head while eating. Sure enough, after adding bean drum and bean paste, it was even more delicious.

However, after only eating five or six skewers, An Rong found that he couldn't eat any more.

"Sister Hua, in fact, there are too many skewers on your skewers. If I reduce the portion size by half, I can eat more!"

Aunt Hua looked at Wu Tao innocently, following his example.

Wu Tao had an idea, and An Rong's words reminded him.

The portion size is affordable, but there is much less room for diners to choose collocations.

The deliciousness of Malatang is one aspect that attracts diners, but its richness is also an important aspect.

You only need to spend a small amount of money to eat a lot of delicious food, which makes people feel that it is a good deal for no reason.

"Aunt Hua, Rongrong is right. After the opening, we will sell skewers at half of the current size. This will not only reduce the price by half, but also increase the number of choices, which will be more attractive."

Aunt Hua said thoughtfully: "I was also a little worried that the price would be too high, so now there is no problem with the price."

Encouraged, An Rong said proudly, "Besides, the price is half the price, so many people will unknowingly eat more. The portion size of each skewer is reasonable, and the waste will be much less."

Wu Tao gave a thumbs up and said, "Your opinion is good, this Malatang meal is not in vain."

An Rong kicked him coquettishly and said, "You are eating for nothing!"