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The next day, Lin Linhou pretended to be a vendor selling multigrain pancakes and waited outside the high school gate early in the morning.

"Ah~ yawn~"

"That's strange. It shouldn't be the weekend today, so why is no one here?"

Lin Linhou looked at his well-prepared equipment, including a hand-pulled pancake cart.

He didn't sleep well last night because of this, but now no one is buying.

Or rather, how come we didn't see a single student?

[......]

[Linhou, is it possible that it's only 5 a.m.?]

The moon is still hanging in the sky; who would buy multigrain pancakes?

"It's already five o'clock!? Am I still too late? But I don't think the lights in their teachers' building are on."

Are all the students here so frugal? They don't even turn on the lights during morning self-study to recite texts?

...(??v?v??) ...

[......]

Okay, the system roughly knows where the problem lies.

[Linhou, don't assume all schools in the world have the same schedule. Is it possible that this school starts class at eight o'clock?]

Lin Linhou: ('?') Huh? Eight o'clock?

Lin Linhou looked on in disbelief. Eight o'clock, shouldn't that be the time after three classes and before starting the morning exercises?

"Are the students here so lucky?"

Lin Linhou pursed his lips, feeling genuinely envious. After all, in his previous life, even as a first-grader, he had to attend classes from 6 a.m. to 8:30 p.m.

Twelve classes a day, each lasting 40 minutes—isn't that the standard for all schools?

Besides, this school in front of us is a high school.

Lin Linhou silently made himself a pancake.

So, if it's five o'clock now and the other person's class starts at eight, he'll most likely be stuck here waiting idly for two and a half hours.

Spread out a sheet... huffing and puffing...

Another one spread out... huffing and puffing...

Spread out another sheet... keep going, huffing and puffing...

Before the guests even arrived, Lin Linhou had already eaten a quarter of the prepared ingredients.

Fortunately, his skills were indeed quite good, because he had previously copied the skills of a master jianbing (Chinese crepe) maker.

"Boss, two jianbing guozi, with sausage, egg, and bacon... Wait, where's the stall owner?"

Zhao Kongcheng had also prepared early to ambush people. He was really lucky; the food vendors at the school gate set up their stalls quite quickly.

However, upon approaching the stall, they discovered that only one young man was quietly sitting and eating at the next table.

"Oh, hello, I'm the owner here."

Zhao Kongcheng: ?_??

Is this your boss? Are you kidding me?

He carefully sized up the young man in front of him, who had the air of a standard male model and a somewhat unique demeanor. He felt that if the man changed his short-sleeved casual clothes into a suit, he would definitely have no problem entering the entertainment industry and becoming a warlord major general.

Your outfit is so elegant, with fair skin and delicate hands that rival a woman's.

What kind of role are you playing as, a poor, working-class person?

Most importantly, you don't seem genuinely kind at all; your demeanor makes it seem like you're just here for fun.

"Oh, I get it! Rich kids experiencing life! Right?"

However, Zhao Kongcheng began to have doubts. Could the other party really make jianbing guozi?

Don't let it turn out half-cooked or burnt on the outside and charred on the inside, or you'll get diarrhea and that would be a real problem.

But Lin Linhou's smooth and effortless movements surprised Zhao Kongcheng, and also surprised another food stall owner who had just pushed his cart to the side.

As we all know, in the competition among food stall vendors, the locations of each stall are usually agreed upon and determined by each other. Lin Linhou's stall clearly overlapped with the location where this uncle usually does his business, so he originally wanted to come and ask what was going on.

However, they also happened to see Lin Linhou, a noble young master who could be described as "an exceptionally handsome man with outstanding temperament," making pancakes with a smooth and effortless motion.

Moreover, the jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) seems to be an art form imbued with geometric aesthetics, with every detail handled perfectly.

This uncle never knew that an ordinary jianbing guozi could be made to look so visually appealing.