Shocking! The entire court was drooling with envy because of me.

A day goes by quickly, and before you know it, it's evening.

Tomorrow is the last day to sell instant noodles.

Shen Qing opened the system with anticipation, wanting to know the flavor of tomorrow's instant noodles.

[Ding—Selecting flavors for tomorrow's sale...]

[Ding—Tomorrow's flavor has been selected: Extra Spicy Fire Chicken Noodles]

"Spicy Chicken Noodles..."

Shen Qing could already taste the spicy chicken noodles in her mouth.

Spicy, extremely spicy, both spicy and fragrant.

The soul of this spicy chicken noodle soup lies in its spiciness. Besides making the broth, the most important thing is to make the chili oil.

The soup base is simple, just old hen soup, no other ingredients needed.

As for the chili peppers, you can choose various types such as bird's eye chili, Erjingtiao chili, and small red chili peppers. Cut them into sections and fry them slowly in oil over low heat.

Once the chilies are crispy and the oil turns a bright red, remove the chilies to get a pot of red oil.

Don't waste the chili peppers you scoop out; pour them into a pot, add water, bring to a boil, and finally filter out the chili water.

When the chili water is mixed with the chili oil from earlier, a pot of spicy and fragrant sauce is obtained.

Finally, add honey, rock sugar, soy sauce, Sichuan peppercorn powder, etc. to the spicy sauce, simmer over low heat, and the soup base is ready.

The soup is bright red, with a fragrant aroma of spiciness and a subtle hint of sweetness.

As soon as it was light, Shen Qing took a bunch of things to Zhiweixuan.

The long queue at the entrance goes without saying, and it's clear that the queue is getting longer every day.

"Madam Shen, we're ready to eat our fill!!!"

"Madam Shen, what's the meal today?"

When will the tomato and egg noodles be available again?

"..."

The diners were all excited, and as soon as they saw Shen Qing, they started asking him a barrage of questions.

There were just too many people, and Shen Qing couldn't hear anything at all, so she could only hurry into the shop.

She began preparing the ingredients.

The ingredients for Buldak Ramen are very simple: boil an egg and cut it in half.

Slice the onion into rings and sauté in oil for a while, then add a little salt and sugar to make it sweet and spicy, and spicy and fragrant.

Prepare shredded seaweed, crushed peanuts, white sesame seeds, and chopped scallions.

Finally, Shen Qing cut the chicken thigh meat into pieces, coated them with flour, and fried them in oil until they were golden brown and crispy.

The moment the chicken nuggets were fried, the regular customers outside went wild.

"Oh my god! What is this smell?? What does this familiar smell mean?!"

"Oh my god, is it crispy fried chicken? I'm going to cry, I think I can smell crispy fried chicken..."

"Crispy fried chicken, my crispy fried chicken!!"

"..."

The original group of diners all went crazy. Some were so happy they spun around in circles, some jumped three feet high, and some looked on with pious anticipation for the fried chicken.

Wu Wendong also joined the queue today. He looked at the other people's expressions, frowned slightly, and looked completely puzzled.

"What fried chicken? It's even better than shrimp and fish cake noodles?"

Hearing this, a chubby man nearby grabbed Wu Wendong's arms without saying a word, shaking them frantically while shouting, "You don't understand!!"

"Mrs. Shen's dishes are all delicious in their own way, but the crispy fried chicken is like the sweetheart you had when you first fell in love!"

Wu Wendong was completely stunned by the shaking.

The person you loved when you first fell in love?

His sweetheart is shrimp and fish cake noodles.

Just then, with a creak, the door of Zhiweixuan opened.

"Zhiweixuan is selling 200 servings of extra spicy fire chicken noodles today."

"It's not crispy fried chicken..." Wu Wendong heard the disappointed voice of the chubby man next to him.

Wu Wendong, his face beaming with anticipation, exclaimed, "Super spicy chicken noodles! It sounds delicious!"

"That's right, whenever Madam Shen cooks, it's never bad."

The chubby guy recovered quickly and started craning his neck to look ahead again, his face showing the same excitement and anticipation.

"If yesterday's noodles had been extra spicy, I would have already won..." Wu Wendong couldn't help but feel a pang of regret.

But then he thought again, his brother-in-law was right, even if they won yesterday, they would probably lose it all today.

Moreover, he now has to get up early to queue at Zhiweixuan and go to bed early at night, so he has no mood to go to the casino anymore.

Forget it, he should just enjoy the food in peace and not worry about winning or losing.

The line kept moving forward, and Wu Wendong looked around as he waited in line.

"So spicy!!"

"Hiss~"

"Is my mouth on fire?"

"..."

Those customers who had already bought the spicy chicken noodles were all sweating profusely as they ate, constantly fanning their mouths with their hands, and some were even running around because of the spiciness.

Even so, not a single person was willing to put down the noodles in their hands.

Wu Wendong was stunned, but at the same time, his anticipation grew even stronger.

Just then, an old man dressed in tattered clothes appeared before them. He looked around with his brows furrowed deeply.

"What are they selling here? Why are there so many people? And why are they behaving so strangely?"

Wu Wendong took a look and realized, oh, he's a beggar.

He kindly said, "Go beg for food elsewhere. The diners here are all starving, there's hardly anything left. Besides, they're all busy buying super spicy chicken noodles, they probably don't have time to bother with you."

"Do I look like a beggar?" The old man rolled his eyes, then couldn't help but look down at his clothes.

Okay, they do look somewhat alike.

"Is this the shop owned by Madam Shen? The Madam Shen who sold crystal xiaolongbao at the ghost market before."

The old man asked again, explaining that he had just returned to Ping'an County from the capital and had inquired his way there from the ghost market.

But Madam Shen clearly sells crystal xiaolongbao (soup dumplings), so what is this super spicy fire chicken noodle?

Before Wu Wendong could speak, the chubby man who had spoken to him earlier blurted out, "You've eaten crystal xiaolongbao??"

"Yes, it smells delicious! I came here today specifically to enjoy a hearty meal of crystal soup dumplings!!"

"Furthermore, I will repay the money I owe Madam Shen today!"

This old man was none other than the Ghost Doctor Xue Buhuo. Unlike last time, this time he was carrying quite a bit of money.

He made a lot of gold during his trip to the capital.

"The crystal soup dumplings are indeed delicious, but you probably won't be able to get any. Today's dish is super spicy fire chicken noodles. Although I haven't tried it yet, it's definitely something special!" the chubby guy recommended enthusiastically, his eyes gleaming.

Wu Wendong found it outrageous: "A bowl of noodles costs sixty coins, so your recommendation is pointless."

This old man is all ragged and worn out; how could he afford noodles?

"Are you looking down on me?" Xue Buhuo casually pulled out two gold coins from his pocket. "Can I use them to buy noodles? Can I eat them?"

Wu Wendong was stunned. Good heavens, gold!!!

Do rich people like to pretend to be poor these days?

Or are beggars these days all extraordinary, able to make so much money?