Food: Random stalls, customers chase me all over the country

Chapter 6-Why didn’t you add chili?

"Ooooh? What smells so good?"

"My goodness, I just got off work and I'm hungry. This is a crime."

"It smells like rice and a strong hint of shrimp. What's going on?"

"There's a line over there. I think it's related to that. Let's go take a look."

It was already the rush hour, and workers of all kinds were heading home from work, tired but excited.

As soon as I got off the subway, I smelled a special fragrance, and many people stopped to look for it.

One of them was a petite figure wearing a white down jacket and a furry hat. Her eyes lit up the moment she smelled the scent.

Isn’t this the aroma of the rice noodle sausage that I waited in line for half a day this morning without even having a sip of soup?

Although there is a delicious taste of fresh shrimp, the aroma of rice is definitely unmistakable.

When Zhou Ruoqing looked up and saw that a large group of people were moving towards the smell, she became anxious.

I didn’t buy it in the morning, and if I can’t buy it in the evening, I won’t be able to sleep well tonight!
Thinking of this, I grabbed my bag and started running.

The two rabbit ears on the hat kept shaking up and down, looking very cute.

She didn't even need to figure out the direction, she just had to run in the direction where the smell came from.

Zhou Ruoqing trotted to the stall and saw that there were only a dozen people queuing. She finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he stood at the end of the team with full of anticipation.

There were more types of stalls at night. The owners of stalls selling fried skewers, pancakes, and grilled squid all stared at the busy Wang Fan with envy.

We are both doing business, but mine hasn't even opened yet, while others are almost finishing their morning shift. How can I not be envious?
The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same!
Wang Fan's movements were still quick and efficient, and no customer had to wait for even a minute.

This speed made the diners behind very satisfied, and they began to queue up attentively.

"Hello, pork rice rolls are 10 yuan, shrimp rice rolls are 12 yuan, and shrimp congee is 3 yuan. Which one would you like?"

"Shrimp, shrimp, shrimp. I want shrimp porridge and shrimp rice rolls."

Zhou Ruoqing said quickly.

She usually likes to eat seafood, and if she has a choice, she will definitely choose seafood.

Wang Fan thought the voice sounded familiar, so he looked up and found that it was the young lady who didn’t buy rice rolls in the morning.

Okay, this is still the creditor from this morning.

Zhou Ruoqing snorted slightly and said with some dissatisfaction, "Boss, you are not honest. You set up a stall in the evening, and you asked me to come back tomorrow morning. I almost missed it again."

Wang Fan quickly said, "Originally, we didn't plan to set up a stall at night. Isn't it true that plans can't keep up with changes?"

Given his somewhat lazy personality, he really had no plans to set up a stall at night.

But when he went to the hospital and saw the little old man lying on the hospital bed, Wang Fan felt very uncomfortable.

That's when I decided to go out both in the morning and in the afternoon to quickly gather the money for my second uncle's surgery.

Zhou Ruoqing looked at the rice noodle box handed to her and was very dissatisfied. She said angrily, "Boss, you didn't put any chili in it!"

"what?"

Wang Fan was stunned. He didn't expect that this seemingly weak young lady could actually eat spicy food.

"Excuse me, how much?"

Zhou Ruoqing held the bowl of rice noodle rolls and gestured to Wang Fan to hand over the chili spoon. Wang Fan did as he was told without knowing why.

Zhou Ruoqing held the unopened chopsticks in her other hand and tapped them lightly on the chili spoon, and a few pieces of chili fell into the rice noodle bowl.

Zhou Ruoqing nodded in satisfaction, while Wang Fan was speechless. "Hmph."

With a light snort, Zhou Ruoqing paid 15 yuan and turned to leave, thinking that the young boss must be impressed by how much spicy food she could eat, and his heroic aura stretched to meters.

She originally wanted to take it home to eat, but the sweet taste was so tempting that her hands involuntarily broke the chopsticks.

No, I can’t help it, I have to eat it now!

I picked up a piece of rice noodle roll and put it into my mouth impatiently.

The combination of soft and chewy rice wrappers, sweet and chewy shrimp meat, and unique sauce is simply intoxicating.

Zhou Ruoqing is a Cantonese herself, and she has eaten a lot of rice rolls before, and has eaten skewers in countless old restaurants and fly-in-the-wall restaurants.

She dared to guarantee that the craftsmanship of the boss in front of her was not inferior to any century-old store.

It had been a whole year since Zhou Ruoqing had tasted the food from her hometown, so she couldn't help but start eating with big mouthfuls.

The situation of the people around her was similar. They were all holding food boxes and eating voraciously. If you didn't know them, you would think they had been hungry for a week.

Some people who had just arrived at the station looked at these people with confusion.

Zhou Qiang frowned and curled his lips in disdain, thinking that even snack stalls have to hire actors these days.

It would be fine if you said it was delicious, but it looks too fake to eat like this, right?
A few social thugs had already approached the people carrying food boxes, asking curiously, "Hey, is this rice noodle roll really that delicious? You're not being paid to perform here, are you?"

The man holding the rice noodle rolls and inhaling them violently rolled his eyes. "I only make a few cents a second, how could I do such a vulgar thing? Believe me, it's really delicious, especially the shrimp porridge. Hurry up and line up. I just glanced at the boss and he doesn't have much porridge. If you dawdle any longer, you won't be able to buy any."

After saying that, he continued to wave his chopsticks quickly and eat with relish.

"Purrrrrrrr."

“Slurp, slurp.”

"Oh my goodness, this shrimp porridge is so delicious, my tongue is almost eating it into my stomach."

"The rice rolls are delicious too. Boss, I must see you still here tomorrow morning."

When the gangster brothers heard what the man said, they also felt that it made sense. It seemed that this small stall could not afford to hire so many actors.

Then I followed the advice and started queuing.

Zhou Ruoqing's face was already red from eating.

She didn't expect Wang Fan's chili to be so powerful.

My twenty years of hard work was completely unable to withstand it.

She didn't know when another fluffy white figure appeared beside her, looking at Zhou Ruoqing with disdain.

"Xiao Qingqing, if you can't handle spicy food, don't try to be stubborn. Braised beef noodles are already your limit."

Zhou Ruoqing huffed and puffed, "No way! I can handle spicy food! It's just that the boss's peppers are too spicy."

Shen Yu glanced at the sesame-sized peppers in Zhou Ruoqing's box and snorted in disdain.

"It's just this spicy and I wouldn't even scream even if you dropped it on my hemorrhoids."

"puff……"

The conversation between Zhou Ruoqing and Shen Yu was heard by the buddy next to them. He couldn't help but burst out laughing when he heard Shen Yu's words.

His smile made Zhou Ruoqing and Shen Yu blush, and they remembered that they were outside, not in the rental house.

"Run away quickly, it's so embarrassing."

Shen Yu pulled Zhou Ruoqing and ran away. As she ran, Zhou Ruoqing was still shouting, "Boss, please remember to save me a portion of rice noodle rolls tomorrow morning!"

(End of this chapter)