At dusk, students from the cram school headed home after class.
The snack stalls outside the school gates did not serve students alone. Many nearby office workers also frequented them. The prices were cheap, the flavors varied, and compared with the surrounding shops, they were far more tempting—especially after night fell in summer, when business boomed.
The paper umbrella lampshades focused the light well. They were rather novel, looking fresh and refined.
A comfortable arrangement made it easier to draw diners in.
On top of that, the vendor with dragon horns and pointed ears was quite distinctive, attracting many young customers to stop by. They spent a few yuan tasting the snacks, praised the generous ingredients, and became returning customers.
Zhen Bei was working overtime laying bricks, so Bai Yujun watched the stall by herself.
That evening, her little sister suddenly brought two elderly people over for barbecue...
Oddly enough, the two elders inexplicably felt close to the girl wearing dragon-horn accessories. They simply ordered two bowls of cold noodles to beat the heat. The girl had been eating cold noodles every day lately and was getting a little sick of them, so she ran off to grab a pile of skewers and brought them back to eat.
"Little White~ Bring me two bottles of pear soda, cold ones, and open the caps for me while you're at it~"
The girl sat boldly on a bamboo stool and called out without the slightest restraint. Her fiery, whirlwind personality was exactly like a chili pepper; who knew how many admirers she had scared away.
Bai Yujun rolled her eyes. How was someone over fourteen hundred years old little?
She grabbed two bottles of soda without even needing a bottle opener. With two pops of her fingers, she pulled off the caps