With ten minutes left until get out of class ended, vendors began to arrive one after another.

The guy selling fried chicken saw the three people setting up a stall across the street and couldn't help but ask Qin Yi and the older sister.

"What time exactly do they come to reserve a spot? I see them across the street every time I come to set up my stall."

Qin Yi asked, puzzled, "Is there any significance to the position opposite?"

The young man stepped back and sized her up: "Oh? You look unfamiliar. Is this your first time here?"

Qin Yi nodded.

“Look at those seats across the street, they are right in front of the entrance where students come out of school. The sidewalk is right next to them. Students have to take a big detour to come here to buy food. Moreover, the flow of people is split into two groups from that position, with two separate paths, which means that the customer flow is reduced by half.”

Qin Yi gave her an "I understand" look, and the eldest sister, scooping up some herbal jelly, said, "I don't know what time they're coming either. I came right after the little sister's place today."

With five minutes left before get out of class ended, Qin Yi quickly opened the prepared cheese milk foam box.

First, a spoonful of rich, fragrant white milk foam was poured over the glutinous rice balls, and then golden soy milk powder was sprinkled on top.

Yes, these are the meatballs on top of the Osmanthus Soy Milk Cream Roll.

However, to speed up the food preparation process, the glutinous rice flour was replaced with mochi flour, which can be rolled into balls without boiling water.

Besides the white milk foam, there are also white jade dumplings with soy milk.

Qin Yi also made matcha mochi dumplings with green milk foam; chocolate mochi dumplings with brown milk foam; and cherry blossom cheese mochi dumplings with pink milk foam.

After pouring various kinds of milk foam over the meatballs, sprinkle them with matcha powder, cocoa powder, and Oreo cookie crumbs.

A dazzling array of colorful white jade dumplings also successfully formed a line.

Qin Yi thought that elementary school students probably liked things that they couldn't understand but thought looked delicious because they were flashy.

Because they possess the strongest curiosity in the world.

"Ring ring, it's time for get out of class to end."

The elementary school students released from the school gates swarmed like locusts into a cornfield, their uniform black school uniforms and heads scrambling everywhere.

Just as the chicken cutlet vendor said, the three prime stalls across the street are doing very well.

Many children gathered around the oden and stinky tofu stalls, trying to stand on tiptoe and stretch their little hands, clutching money, under the owners' noses, hoping they would glance at them first.

If someone is lucky enough to have their money taken by the owner first, an uncontrollable smile will appear on their face, and their eyes will be fixed on the food in the pot, as if afraid that their share will be mistakenly given to another elementary school student.

At this point, the elementary school students who were gathered in a circle at the back would look at other snack stalls if they couldn't squeeze in.

Qin Yi glanced at the chicken cutlet vendor next to her, shook her head and sighed, her eyes filled with envy.

He then cleared his throat forcefully, cupped his hands around his mouth, and shouted loudly, "Fried chicken cutlets! Crispy and delicious fried chicken cutlets! Come and buy some fried chicken cutlets!"

The lady selling grass jelly next door couldn't resist any longer and waved to the children, calling out, "Fragrant grass jelly, so sweet and delicious, come on over!"

Qin Yi, who has mild social anxiety, felt her scalp tingle amidst the shouts. Did setting up a stall outside an elementary school really require this much effort?

I cannot do it.

But she didn't come to set up her stall unprepared; she had no choice but to pull out her trump card!

Qin Yi squatted down and started the motor.

In an instant, the signboard of "Wanzi Dessert Shop" was lit up.

The characters for "maruko" were even deliberately pieced together from tiny bubble wrap, making them look especially cute.

The star lights wrapped around the car body also began to flash rhythmically.

A group of elementary school students who couldn't squeeze into the front food stall were attracted by Qin Yi's shouts and lights.

They sprinted towards this side.

A little boy with his hair parted in a 3/7 ratio and styled like an adult led the way, somewhat like the "leader" of this group of elementary school students.

He arrived at Qin Yi's stall first.

He reached out and peered quickly through the display window at the syrups inside.

His pupils suddenly dilated, revealing an expression of surprise, before he restrained himself and lowered his hands.

A slightly hoarse boy's voice asked, "What is this? How much does it cost, boss?"

Qin Yi introduced in a gentle tone: "On the left is sweet rice wine jelly with small glutinous rice balls, 5 yuan a bowl; on the right is milk foam with white jade glutinous rice balls, 6 yuan a box."

"Oh." The boy put his hand into his pocket, hesitated for a moment, and walked to the side.

He was followed by at least a dozen elementary school students, both boys and girls.

After hearing him ask the price, she looked back at the sweet rice balls with reluctance as she followed him to the stall behind.

"How much is the grass jelly?" the woman asked. "Ten yuan, it's sweet and has lots of toppings, want a bowl?"

"How much is the chicken cutlet? How much is the chicken strip?" the delivery guy asked. "Ten yuan, ten yuan, it's all ten yuan. A bag of chicken is especially fragrant and crispy."

"How much is a hand-pulled pancake?" asked the vendor behind him. "Vegetarian is 6 yuan, with an egg it's 7 yuan, with bacon and ham it's 8 yuan, and the 'family set' it's 10 yuan."

The little boy was asking about prices, and Qin Yi also pricked up her ears to listen to the commotion.

A little while later, the little boy who had been wandering around returned, his right hand still in his pocket.

After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Boss, can I buy on credit here?"

"Huh?" Qin Yi looked at him, puzzled.

The boy pointed to the items in the cupboard and said, "I want to eat this jelly and this milk foam balls, but I'm short of money."

"How much difference?" Qin Yi asked.

The boy took his right hand out of his pocket and showed her the 10-yuan bill he was holding in his small hand.

"Sister, I'm still one yuan short."

When asking about prices, call her "boss"; when asking for credit, be sweet and call her "sister".

As expected, he's the leader of this group of kids. He's the quickest-witted, the most shrewd, and even resorted to the trick of buying on credit.

"No problem, remember to return it to your sister tomorrow."

It's just one yuan, and it's okay if she doesn't pay it back, but Qin Yi still hopes that the child can be a person of integrity from a young age.

"Okay! I'll have a bowl of small glutinous rice ball jelly and a box of chocolate-flavored large glutinous rice balls."

After the boy handed the money to Qin Yi, the child following behind him couldn't help but stretch out his arm, also holding 10 yuan in his hand.

"I want to buy on credit too! I want two bowls, and I want this big yellow meatball!"

"Sister, remember me, I owe you a dollar too! I'll give it to you tomorrow! I want takoyaki and big pink takoyaki."

Qin Yi was both amused and exasperated. It seemed that the little boy Sanqi had a group of loyal followers, all of whom were imitating him.

There were more than ten children in total, and each of them bought a dollar on credit.

Qin Yi already had a slight case of face blindness, and when the little kids got together, she couldn't remember anyone except for their chattering.

At this moment, the boy with the meatballs he had bought walked up to Qin Yi and patted her arm with a boss-like demeanor: "These are all my men. Remember my brother Tiger, and you won't be shortchanged by a single penny."