"Boss, you don't follow the rules! Why didn't you tell me the Stir-Fried Rice Noodles are so delicious, and that Mung Bean Paste is filling me up too much!"
"Hmm… it's alright, buddy. If you can't finish it, I'll help you out. One portion is never enough for me."
"You're crazy! Even if my stomach bursts, I'm finishing this whole portion of Stir-Fried Rice Noodles!"
"My mouth wants Stir-Fried Rice Noodles, so sorry stomach. If I'm full, I'm full. Should've skipped those grilled skewers!"
"This is the first time I've had such delicious Stir-Fried Rice Noodles! A bite of Stir-Fried Rice Noodles, a sip of Mung Bean Paste. Can I just live in your food cart?"
"Boss, two more portions of Stir-Fried Rice Noodles! I've paid the bill already. I'll go get some digestive pills!"
Most of the customers were filling up on the bustling pedestrian street before coming over here.
Who would've thought this small corner would have such a hidden gem?
They were all caught off guard.
The line of customers stretched all the way to the fruit stand about thirty meters away.
The fruit stand uncle didn't look at all displeased, and in fact, looked quite happy.
While waiting in line, customers bought pineapples or watermelon to snack on.
"Hey, you better stop eating fruit, or you won't be able to eat the Stir-Fried Rice Noodles later!"
The fruit stand uncle was confused: "Wow, where did this fried rice noodle stand come from? Business is booming!"
"Uncle, didn't you know?"
"No, I've been selling fruit here for three years, and this is the first time I've seen such a hot food stall. These kinds of businesses are usually only seen in busy areas."
A young guy with glasses, chewing on Stir-Fried Rice Noodles and with oil on his lips, stood at the back of the line.
A few people were talking and glanced over at him.
The fruit stand uncle, puzzled, asked, "You already ate, why are you lining up again?"
"It's the first time I've had such delicious Stir-Fried Rice Noodles. One portion isn't enough!"
"Really that good?"
"Uncle, let me put it this way—it's so good, you might not even recognize your wife!"
"Don't talk nonsense. My wife is a tigress. Even if it weren't tasty, I still wouldn't recognize her."
"Hahaha…"
...
At the stall.
Lu Qin kept cooking Stir-Fried Rice Noodles and packing them into boxes. He glanced up and saw the long line of customers, all looking eager, swallowing their saliva.
He took a sip of water and continued cooking the noodles.
Customers who had been waiting a long time saw others holding boxes of Stir-Fried Rice Noodles, eagerly eating, their mouths watering.
When they saw Lu Qin drinking water, some couldn't help but shout: "Boss, hurry up! The production team's donkey doesn't rest this much!"
"Damn! You guys really don't treat the boss as human, don't you see the iron wok almost sparking from being scraped?"
"Boss, is your hand sore? Do you need a break?"
"Slow down if you have to, but don't let it affect the taste!"
"Everyone wants extra toppings, so we can fry five portions in one wok!"
"That guy who wants five eggs—what's wrong with you? Never had eggs before?!"
"Bro, are you sure you want twenty portions of Stir-Fried Rice Noodles? I'd advise you to reconsider, or the other customers might beat you up!"
...
Due to the mind-blowingly delicious Stir-Fried Rice Noodles, Lu Qin was now solely focused on cooking. Packing and paying were handled by the customers themselves.
In just one hour, Lu Qin's fried rice noodle stall had sold over 100 portions of Stir-Fried Rice Noodles and 200 cups of chilled Mung Bean Paste.
The line of customers waiting kept growing.
The two aunts next door were stunned.
They hadn't expected this.
This handsome young man was a real pro. Who would've thought the Stir-Fried Rice Noodles and Mung Bean Paste would taste so exquisite?
"Wow, how long has it been since he started? And already sold so many portions of Stir-Fried Rice Noodles and Mung Bean Paste—he's making a fortune!"
"I envy him! The Stir-Fried Rice Noodles must have some secret recipe. They taste amazing!"
...
At 3:30 PM.
At the intersection of the south side of the food street, a corner that no one had cared about before was now overflowing with a long line.
The queue stretched over fifty meters.
Half of the customers were braving the sun just to stand in line.
Even the famous online celebrity braised meat roll shop couldn't attract as much attention as the fried rice noodle stall.
"Er Gouzi, stop eating stinky tofu! There's a fried rice noodle stall over there. I heard it's amazing. The line is huge!"
"No, I love Stir-Fried Rice Noodles… Ahh… Don't pull me…"
"Tie Dan, where are you going? Aren't you gonna try the insanely spicy grilled wings? You're almost there!"
"Stir-Fried Rice Noodles? Are you kidding? I came all the way to Jiangcheng just to eat Stir-Fried Rice Noodles? Do you know the specialty of Chang City is noodles? I'm so tired of them…"
For most foodies, Stir-Fried Rice Noodles weren't very attractive. Out of ten people, five wouldn't even consider eating Stir-Fried Rice Noodles.
But once they tasted the delicious Stir-Fried Rice Noodles, they couldn't help but be hooked by the "truth of the fragrance" principle.
"Wow! These Stir-Fried Rice Noodles are so good, I could cry!"
"Tastes just like mom's cooking!"
"This trip to Jiangcheng was totally worth it. These Stir-Fried Rice Noodles are incredible!"
"The Stir-Fried Rice Noodles from Chang City are nothing compared to these!"
Near Lu Qin's stall, a crowd of people were standing around, showing off their Stir-Fried Rice Noodles and couldn't stop eating.
The nearby trash can was filled with fried rice noodle boxes, all cleaner than a dog licking them.
Lu Qin looked up, apologetically saying, "To the eight customers at the back of the line, we've run out of Stir-Fried Rice Noodles. Please come again next time."
"What? I just got here, and they're already gone?"
"Boss, is that enough for anyone?"
"Man, I should've come earlier. I shouldn't have gone for that beef pancake. The taste was pretty average!"
"Bro, sell me your Stir-Fried Rice Noodles! I'll pay double!"
"Dream on! I wouldn't sell it for three times the price!"
"What about five times?"
"Five times… fine, I'll sell it to you, but only because you look like Wu Yanzu. Otherwise, no chance…"
A fat guy, whistling, walked away with six boxes of packed Stir-Fried Rice Noodles.
The customers who didn't get any Stir-Fried Rice Noodles looked like they had seen an enemy, their eyes red.
"This bastard! Buying so many portions for himself. Has he never had Stir-Fried Rice Noodles in his life?!"
"Let's hope he doesn't choke on them!"
"Boss, next time you need to limit the number of portions! Some people buy so many, we don't get any!"
The customer is king, so Lu Qin nodded and replied, "I'll consider your suggestion."
Lu Qin soaked his cloth, wrung it out, and wiped down the oil stains on the counter.
The time was now 4:25 PM. He needed to pick up the little one from school.
He began packing up.
Seeing Lu Qin packing up, several customers who hadn't had the chance to get any Stir-Fried Rice Noodles finally left, looking disappointed.
At 4:35 PM, Lu Qin arrived at Starlight Kindergarten, five minutes late.
The little one should still be inside the classroom; otherwise, Lu Qin would have noticed her right away.
The school gate was crowded with parents picking up their kids.
Lu Qin's Trike-Mounted Food Cart stood out, and some of the parents who knew him greeted him with smiles.
"Yaoyao's dad, how come you're selling food now? Must be tough, huh?"
"Stir-Fried Rice Noodles? Looks like Yaoyao's dad is quite the cook!"
"Next time, I'll definitely come buy from you!"
Lu Qin's sunny, clean, and handsome image didn't quite match the food cart.
In these times, setting up a street stall doesn't necessarily mean earning less, and working in a suit and tie in a company doesn't necessarily mean earning more.
The parents didn't look down on Lu Qin; they greeted him just like they always did.
Lu Qin responded politely. It was important to maintain good relationships with the other parents.
At that moment, a cute little girl was surrounded by a group of children.
The kids were all speaking in high-pitched voices, reminding the little one in the middle:
"Lu Xiyao, don't forget, you promised to bring us Stir-Fried Rice Noodles tomorrow!"
"Yaoyao, I'll bring you lollipops tomorrow!"
"Yaoyao, I'll have my mom buy you my favorite little cake!"
...
The parents saw this and couldn't help but gossip.
"Wow, whose child is this? She's so popular!"
"What's going on? Why are so many kids gathered around her?"
"Which beautiful child is this? So lovable!"
"My Lulu gave her the teddy bear she loves the most!"
Lu Xiyao held a bunch of "spoils" in her small hands, including milk candies, milk, fruits, colored pens, and toys...
"Don't worry, tomorrow I'll bring one extra portion of Stir-Fried Rice Noodles."
"Okay, Yaoyao, you're so good!"
"Lu Xiyao, can you bring one more cup of Mung Bean Paste soup?"
"Yaoyao, where is your dad setting up his stall? I'll have Grandpa take me to buy some!"
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