After indirectly driving Teacher Qian away, Xue Yuantong and Jiang Ning continued eating.
The Tofu Brain had soybeans in it, crunchy with every bite. Xue Yuantong finished it in two spoonfuls.
Then they enjoyed the evening breeze and gazed at the distant Hui River. The wind seemed to carry moisture from the water, cool and refreshing.
Teacher Qian found a small table and wiped it over and over with a rag until it gleamed before taking a seat.
Soon, the auntie brought over his Tofu Brain. Teacher Qian stared at the bowl and frowned deeply.
"Ma'am, come here," Teacher Qian called.
He was loud enough to draw the attention of passersby. The auntie selling Tofu Brain had no choice but to put down her work and hurry over.
Teacher Qian crossed his legs and waved his fan, speaking in the tone of a teacher who had taught for many years. "Do you remember what I told you?"
Auntie: "You ordered a bowl of Tofu Brain."
"And what else?" Teacher Qian pressed.
The auntie looked troubled. She truly could not remember.
Teacher Qian gestured at the Tofu Brain with his fan and said, "Think carefully. What exactly did I tell you?"
The auntie looked at the bowl, racking her brains. After a while, the other customers grew impatient and began urging her on.
In her panic, the auntie finally noticed a patch of green in the bowl.
She suddenly understood. "Sorry, I forgot you didn't want cilantro. I'll make you another bowl right away."
She hurriedly made a new serving.
Xue Yuantong watched the entire exchange and found it strange. "Teacher Qian could've just told the Boss what was wrong. Why did he insist on making her find the mistake herself?"
"That's called heuristic teaching," Jiang Ning said. "First, he makes