Xiong Xiansheng's original plan was to bring the students over in advance to taste the food in the Seventh Canteen in order not to affect the normal business of the Seventh Canteen, and then end the visit and send them away before the main meal.

Unfortunately, he underestimated the appeal of delicious food.

How can these nearly two hundred high school graduates be satisfied by ten pots of spicy crayfish?

Especially the spicy crayfish is made by Jiang Yu himself.

In less than a quarter of an hour, all the ten full pots of spicy crayfish were eaten, and the tables in the dining area were filled with empty crayfish shells.

The students, excited but also a little regretful, smacked their fingers and started to coo:

"The crayfish are so delicious, but unfortunately there are too few. I only ate three and they were all gone. I didn't eat enough at all!"

"Uuuuuuuuah, I didn't even eat breakfast. Now I feel even hungrier after eating a few crayfish!"

"The food made by Qishitang is not ordinary delicious. Not to mention the crayfish, even this iced sour plum soup is so delicious. It's a pity that it can't be sold!"

"The taste is gone as soon as I taste it. It's so unpleasant. No, I won't leave. I have to stay here for lunch!"

"I'm not leaving either. If I want to leave, the teachers will leave first. I'll take the bus back after lunch!"

"Then it's agreed, let's not leave. It's hard to come here. How can we not have a meal?"

"..."

Li Hao also squatted on one side and smacked his fingers, turned his head to look at Yao Pinghua next to him, and asked with an unfinished expression:

"Hua Zi, everyone is reluctant to go back. We have to have lunch before leaving. What do you say?"

"Don't ask me, I'm just asking you, are you willing to leave?"

"unwilling!"

"Isn't that okay? Everyone is reluctant to leave, so let's have lunch before we talk."

Yao Pinghua took out a box of tissues from his pocket, took one out and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said with great interest,

"Think about it, the crayfish cooked in Qishitang are so delicious, how delicious should the food here be?

Just thinking about it makes me tremble all over!"

"Yeah! I won't leave. The worst I can do is take the bus back. Doesn't it mean I don't know the way?"

Li Hao also nodded heavily, with a smile on his face.

"Fortunately, I came with everyone today. If I were alone, I might not even be able to get through the gate!"

He had seen clearly before that there were several guards guarding the guard booth at the gate of Jiang University. If people from other schools wanted to come in, there was no door!

In the private room on the first floor.

The two large pots of spicy crayfish had already been "annihilated" by Xiong Bingzheng and the class teachers. At this moment, each of them was sitting in the cool and breezy box drinking iced sour plum soup, with expressions on their faces that were filled with satisfaction and joy.

"This Qishitang is really well-deserved. I saw it posted so fiercely on the Internet before. I didn't believe it. I didn't expect it. I didn't expect it to be even more delicious than the legendary one!"

"Haha, it's not because there are so many false propagandas on the Internet that no one believes the truth!"

"Master Xiao Jiang's craftsmanship is indeed amazing. If he is willing to open a restaurant in the city, if he doesn't make a reservation a month and a half in advance, he probably won't even be able to get a seat!"

"..."

The head teachers all sighed and praised, feeling a little happy and a little regretful.

Fortunately, I agreed to Xiong Bingzheng and came with the students. Unfortunately, why didn't I work harder and take the postgraduate entrance examination? If I could stay and work in Jiangnan University, I wouldn't be able to eat such delicious food every day.

Yet?

The thoughts in my mind came up one after another, with mixed feelings.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door of the box. Xiong Bingzheng and the class teachers turned their heads and looked over. They saw a handsome boy standing outside the door. He looked inside shyly, and then his eyes lit up.

, jogged straight to a middle-aged male teacher, and whispered a few words in a low voice.

The middle-aged male teacher was still savoring the deliciousness of crayfish. After hearing the boy's words, his expression suddenly froze and he couldn't help but ask:

"What are you talking about? No one wants to go back. They want to have lunch in the Seventh Canteen before leaving?"

The voice of these words was not quiet, everyone in the box heard it, and for a moment they couldn't help but cast their eyes on this handsome boy.

Are you kidding me?

These buses were only rented for half a day. We agreed to take everyone back to the gate of No. 9 Middle School before twelve o'clock. Now everyone has to have lunch here before going back. Isn't that too late?

At that time, the bus rental fee will be considered for the whole day!

Moreover, when we first came here, the head teacher had agreed with everyone that they would walk around Jiangda and try the delicious food in the Seventh Canteen, and they would have to get on the bus and go back at 11 o'clock. Why did they regret it?

Do you still have any organizational discipline?

"Uh, yes."

Seeing the head teachers of each class focusing on him with serious faces, the handsome boy also felt a little nervous, so he said bravely,

"Everyone ate seven or eight crayfish each, and none of them felt that they were satisfied. They were reluctant to leave, so they thought of having lunch in the canteen before going back.

Moreover, many students haven’t had breakfast yet. They ate a few crayfish and felt even hungrier.”

After finishing speaking, seeing that none of the head teachers spoke, he added another sentence,

"We also said that if the teachers have something to do, they can go back first. Since we are all locals, we can just have lunch and take the bus back by ourselves."

"Didn't I make it clear before that I would be back at eleven o'clock?"

The middle-aged male teacher's face suddenly darkened and he said angrily,

"Although you have all graduated, we teachers can't control you, but we brought you out after all. You will take the bus back by yourself. If something happens on the road, who among us teachers can bear the responsibility?"

When he was angry, the handsome boy felt even more embarrassed and aggrieved:

I just came here to tell you about this, and I didn’t encourage the students to stay. Teacher, isn’t it a bit inappropriate for you to get angry at me?

"Teacher Qian is right. Whatever we brought out, we have to take back. If something happens, we can't bear the responsibility."

Several other teachers looked at each other, and a relatively older female teacher said with a smile,

"We came out this time just to relax. It's a good thing, so there's no need to make everyone unhappy!

Since all the students want to have lunch in the Seventh Canteen, let’s just have lunch and then go back.

To be honest, the food made by Qishitang is really delicious. As a person who is not very picky about food, I can't forget the taste. I also want to try the other food in Qishitang to see if it is as delicious.

"

"Teacher Liu said what I was thinking. I heard that the food in the Seventh Canteen is also very delicious. I wanted to stay and try it, but I'm embarrassed. Now that the students are willing to stay for lunch, it's just right for me.

I got my wish."

"It's true, although this crayfish is delicious, it's not full!"

"I think we just ate such delicious crayfish. Even if we go back, we won't be able to eat anything else. This taste can't be tasted anywhere else. We might as well have lunch here before leaving!"

"Oh, when you say that, I think it's so right! I'm starting to worry now, how will I be able to swallow the food I cooked when I go back?"

"..."

Except for the middle-aged male teacher, several other head teachers also spoke up. Seeing the excited expressions on their faces, they actually agreed with the students' proposal to stay for lunch, because they themselves also wanted to stay and taste seven.

What does lunch in the cafeteria taste like?

When the middle-aged male teacher saw this, he couldn't help but hesitate: "It's not impossible to have lunch in the Seventh Canteen, but we only rented this bus for half a day..."

"Teachers, don't worry about the bus. I'll take care of it."

Xiong Tiansheng, who had been sitting by the side without speaking, stood up at the right moment and said with a smile,

"Teachers, please sit down and rest for a while. I'm going to notify the kitchen and ask them to cook more dishes so as not to affect the students' dining."

With that said, he nodded and smiled at the teachers, turned around and left the box on the first floor.

To be honest, every student was reluctant to leave and wanted to have lunch in the Seventh Canteen before leaving. This was beyond Xiong Xinsheng's expectations.

This was not part of his plan at all!

Originally, he planned to send this group of students away before lunch, so as not to affect the dining of Jiangsu students. After all, Canteen No. 7 was already very busy during meal time, and if this group of students showed up, it would become even more chaotic.

But who would have thought that after eating the spicy crayfish cooked by Jiang Yu, these students would be reluctant to leave!

It is a good thing that the students are reluctant to leave, because this proves that the "food enrollment" plan they envisioned is feasible. After they taste the lunch in the Seventh Canteen, they are even more reluctant to leave, and they have to think about this meal every day

of.

As long as you hook the appetites of these students, do you still need to worry that they will not choose to apply for Jiangnan University?

As long as we can attract a few more of these high-quality students, the school will make a lot of money!

However, this matter still needs to be discussed carefully with Jiang Yu, because if the students decide to stay for lunch, then the chef in the cafeteria will have to work hard...

Xiong Xun, who felt a little guilty, left the private room on the first floor and went straight to the kitchen.

Today happens to be Saturday, and Restaurant No. 7 on the second floor is closed. The weather is so hot, so Jiang Yu naturally won't go out and hang out. He is sitting in the corner of the kitchen with Jia Dequan, talking about research on medicinal diet for anorexia.

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Seeing Xiong Xinsheng come in, Jiang Yu quickly stood up and greeted him, smiling and asking:

"Teacher Xiong, are those senior high school graduates ready to leave?"

"Uh, not yet."
To be continued...