Xiong Bingsheng’s original plan was to bring the students over early to sample the delicious food at the Seventh Dining Hall without disrupting its normal operations, and then to conclude the tour and send them off before lunch.
Unfortunately, he underestimated the allure of good food.
How could almost two hundred graduating seniors be satisfied with rely ten big pots of spicy crayfish?
Especially since these spicy crayfish were made by Jiang Yu himself.
In less than fifteen minutes, the ten large pots of spicy crayfish were all devoured, and the tables in the dining area were piled high with empty crayfish shells.
And the students, though excited, felt a bit regretful, murmuring while sucking their fingers:
"The crayfish were so delicious, but there were so few! I only ate three and they were gone; I didn’t get enough!"
"Boo hoo hoo, I skipped breakfast, and now after eating a few crayfish, I feel even hungrier!"
"The food at the Seventh Dining Hall is not just ordinarily tasty. Not to ntion the crayfish, even the iced plum juice is so good, but unfortunately, they don’t sell it!"
"I just got a taste before it was gone. This is so unsatisfying! No, I’m staying for lunch!"
"I’m not leaving either. If the teachers want to leave, they can go ahead; I’ll take the bus back myself after lunch!"
"So it’s settled. None of us will leave. We’ve co all this way, how can we not have a al?"
"..."
Li Hao crouched to the side, sucking his fingers, as he turned to look at Yao Pinghua beside him, asking eagerly,
"Hua Zi, no one wants to leave, we all want to stay for lunch. What do you say?"
"Don’t ask , let ask you: are you willing to leave?"
"No, I’m not!"
"Well, there you have it. No one wants to leave. Let’s eat lunch and then talk about it."
Yao Pinghua took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, pulled one out to wipe his mouth, and said with great interest,
"Just think about it, if the crayfish at the Seventh Dining Hall are this good, how delicious must the other dishes be?
Just thinking about it gives shivers!"
"Yes! I refuse to leave. At worst, I’ll just take the bus back myself. It’s not like I don’t know the way."
Li Hao nodded heavily, his face beaming with joy,
"It’s a good thing I ca with everyone today, or I might not have even gotten through the gate alone!"
He saw it clearly before; there were several guards at the gatehouse of Jiang University’s entrance, and outsiders wouldn’t be allowed entry!
In a private box on the first floor.
The two large pots of spicy crayfish had already been "finished off" by Xiong Bingzheng and the horoom teachers, who were now sitting contentedly in the cool breeze of the box, drinking iced plum juice with expressions of satisfaction.
"The Seventh Dining Hall truly lives up to its reputation. I had so doubts because of all the hype online. Who would have thought it could actually be better than rumored!"
"Haha, that’s because there’s so much false advertising online now, that even the truth isn’t believed anymore!"
"Master Xiao Jiang’s culinary skills are truly remarkable. If he were to open a tavern in the city, you’d probably have to book half a month in advance to get a table!"
"..."
The horoom teachers sighed and marveled, feeling both fortunate and regretful.
Fortunate that they accepted Xiong Bingzheng’s invitation to accompany the students, yet regretful for not working harder back then to pursue graduate studies. If they could stay and work at Jiang University, they could enjoy such delicious food every day!
Thoughts kept erging, mixed with a variety of emotions.
Just then, there was a knock on the door of the box, and Xiong Bingzheng and the horoom teachers turned their heads, only to see a delicate-looking boy standing outside. He appeared sowhat shy as he looked inside, then his eyes lit up, and he quickly trotted to a middle-aged teacher’s side, whispering a few words.
The middle-aged teacher was still savoring the delicious crayfish flavor when, upon hearing the boy’s words, his expression froze, and he couldn’t help but ask:
"What did you say? No one wants to leave, and they want to have lunch at the Seventh Dining Hall before going back?"
The words were not softly spoken; everyone in the box heard it, and they all couldn’t help but turn their attention to this delicate boy.
Are you kidding?
The buses were only rented for half a day, and it was agreed that everyone would be back at the Ninth High School gate by noon. Now everyone wants to stay for lunch; wouldn’t that exceed the ti?
By then, the rental fee for the buses would have to be calculated for the whole day!
Furthermore, it was agreed upon by the horoom teachers that they would take a short tour around Jiang University, taste the food at the Seventh Dining Hall, and return by eleven o’clock. Why go back on that?
Isn’t there any sense of organizational discipline?
"Uh, yes."
Seeing all the horoom teachers focusing their serious gazes on him, the delicate boy felt a bit nervous. He bravely spoke up,
"Everyone only had seven or eight crayfish and all felt unsatisfied, reluctant to leave. They thought of having lunch in the dining hall before returning.
Moreover, many students haven’t had breakfast. After eating a few crayfish, they feel even hungrier."
After he finished speaking and seeing the teachers hadn’t responded, he added,
"Everyone also ntioned that if the teachers have things to do, they can leave first. After lunch, we’ll all take the bus back on our own, as we’re all locals."
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