"Ahem, I really apologize, it's going to be hard on you, Xiaojiang."
Xiong Bingsheng paused for a moment, then quickly said,
"Since that's the case, we'll need to change our plan. You don't need to make any more crayfish in the afternoon. It's too much trouble. When the batch of students comes in the afternoon, I'll just bring them over for dinner.
After all, once they've had crayfish, they won't want to leave. They won't seriously think about staying overnight just to wait for breakfast the next day, right?"
Jiang Yu couldn't help but laugh at what he said, nodding and replying:
"Alright, I'll follow Teacher Xiong's arrangement."
Pausing for a moment, he suddenly remembered something and asked,
"By the way, Teacher Xiong, since the class director will also have lunch here, should I make a few special dishes just for you all?"
"Ah? Wouldn't that be too much trouble for you?"
Xiong Bingsheng's expression was a mix of joy and hesitation upon hearing this.
