Jing Shu, inspecting the work nearby, thought, Ah, this is so tragic!
Zhao Yu coughed. The surrounding people immediately quieted down upon seeing him. Zhao Yu then announced loudly, "Last time, it was my fault for not knowing everyone had such voracious appetites, so this time there's only one large basin per person. Eating until you're about seventy percent full should suffice. There's plenty of egg soup to go around! Alright, chow time!"
As the whistle sounded, a canteen lady with steady hands began serving the pineapple sweet and sour rice. Using a face-sized ladle, she filled each basin with three heaping scoops. Then, she pressed down the rice and added some broth until it nearly overflowed before stopping.
