The homeroom teacher comforted the students, and then, in the evening, found Mrs. Wen, who had come to pick up Tongtong, and explained the situation.

When Mrs. Wen learned that the elementary school students were crying from wanting to eat, she was completely bewildered. It took her a long time to realize that it was actually true, and she couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time.

The homeroom teacher said, “Before you arrived, the students had already told their parents about this. The parents also wanted to ask you where you bought the bamboo rice. Because so many parents are involved, if the seller’s conditions allow, we’d like to organize a group purchase.”

After thinking for a while, Mrs. Wen told the homeroom teacher that she would make inquiries. That evening she took Tongtong to the Eighth Cafeteria of the university.

Mrs. Wen helplessly handed Tongtong a bamboo rice, “I heard from the classroom teacher that you have already eaten bamboo rice in class, making all the other students drool with envy. Haven’t you had enough yet?”

Tongtong was also very upset and wanted to cry, “My deskmate said he wanted to eat a bite of my bamboo rice, and I agreed. But I didn’t expect his bite to be such a huge mouthful. I didn’t get enough at all.”

Mrs. Wen: “…”

Madam Wen patted Tongtong’s head, looked at Luo Huai’an, and said somewhat awkwardly, “The child is too naughty, making you laugh at him.”

Luo Huai’an waved herr hand and said, “It’s nothing. By the way, if you want it sweeter, you can dip it in this white sugar here.”

When Tongtong heard what the pretty older sister said, his eyes lit up. He dipped his bamboo rice ‘popsicle’ into the jar in front of the window. The snow-white bamboo rice was coated with a layer of crystal-clear white sugar.

Tongtong took a bite and his eyes narrowed with satisfaction: “The bamboo rice without sugar has a stronger rice aroma, while the bamboo rice with sugar is sweeter. Both are delicious.”

Mrs. Wen: “…”

How is my grandson, who has anorexia, becoming more and more like a gourmet?

While feeling sentimental, Madam Wen suddenly remembered something important, so she turned to Luo Huai’an and told her about the group-buying thing the homeroom teacher had mentioned.

In fact, Luo Huai’an had no plans to do group buying yet. After all, if we’re talking about strategy games, she hasn’t even conquered the entire campus market of the university yet, so taking on business outside the university would be too early.

Luo Huai’an then shook her head: “…Because we don’t have enough manpower, I don’t actually intend to take on off-campus orders for the time being.”

Mrs. Wen sighed, somewhat disappointed but understanding, and said with a touch of regret, “Then I can only hope that your cafeteria will grow bigger in the future, so that you can take orders from outside the school.”

At that moment, Mrs. Wen suddenly thought of her husband. Chancellor Wen had recently been complaining about how difficult it was to order delivery when he returned home in the evenings, but he was also reluctant to eat in the cafeteria. 

If it were her husband, he certainly wouldn’t want the Eight Cafeteria to take orders from outside the school. Because with the Eighth Cafeteria already struggling to meet demand, taking orders from outside the school would mean a corresponding reduction in the school’s capacity to supply.

However, Mrs. Wen hoped that the Eighth Cafeteria would take orders from outside the school, and it would be best to open a city-wide delivery service so that she could order delivery from home.

Luo Huai’an nodded, her eyes filled with anticipation for the future. “Actually, I plan to wait until I have enough manpower, and not only take orders from outside the school, but also start an online shop.”

Mrs. Wen was a retired career woman who used to work in the broadcasting system. She has a good understanding of market trends and was very knowledgeable in the field. The two chatted for a while about market-related information, and Luo Huai’an benefited greatly from the conversation.

Just then, Mrs. Wen’s phone lit up; it was a group-buying message sent to her by her homeroom teacher.

Mrs. Wen looked at the group-buying information and casually mentioned it. “They heard that the bamboo rice was bought at the Aero U cafeteria. They were confident in the quality of the ingredients and curious about the cafeteria, so they were willing to pay up to three times the price for the bamboo rice.”

After Mrs. Wen finished reading, she started typing on the keyboard. “It’s a pity that you don’t accept orders from outside the school. I’ll turn them down for you.”

Just as Madam Wen was typing her reply on the keyboard, her hand was suddenly grabbed by Luo Huai’an. 

She looked up at her in confusion and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Luo Huai’an took her hand, her gaze solemn and sincere, looking at Madam Wen as if she were a glittering gold coin, “When do you need it? I can make it right now.”

She hadn’t want to agree at first, but the other party had financial power!

Mythical Beast Cafeteria translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

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