Xu Jinwu came along to the food stall this time. He was purely there to provide backup, afraid that Tan You would get bullied bringing six students out on her own.
You can't always assume the best of people. Having been a police officer for so many years, Xu Jinwu understood this principle all too well. Once they got to the food street, he just watched from the side and helped maintain order.
The food street was undeniably bustling. The snacks Tan You brought—waffle ice cream and red bean cakes—were a novel sight. Coupled with the wide variety of sushi she had prepared, a long line quickly formed in front of the food cart.
The six students, who had been thrown in at the deep end, no longer had any time for jokes. They became complete work machines, wishing they could grow eight more arms. They were swamped. They simply couldn't keep up.
The two girls making red bean cakes, in particular, were completely absorbed in their work, with no time to even speak.
