The night fell, and the city lights began to glow.
Xu Lin and the others bought two servings of stinky tofu and four grilled sausages from the food street, then found a barbecue stall under a rain canopy to sit down at.
Though these were small stalls, they weren't the type that were unsanitary or poorly maintained.
For instance, the walkway through the middle was artificial turf, and the overall environment was quite decent.
In a big city like Jiangdu, unless you're in a more suburban area, you won't find hygiene standards too lacking.
"The last time I ate stinky tofu was back in university."
Chi Linyue said, her mouth full as she bit into a piece of stinky tofu: "I was just sixteen when I started university."
"So early?"
In Xu Lin's current class, the youngest are seventeen, but none are sixteen.
