Starting from 1950

"Instant noodle ingredients: 500g wheat flour, 3g salt, 1g alkali, 180ml water, and appropriate amount of cooking oil;

Seasoning packet ingredients: chopped green onions, minced ginger, dried shrimp powder, soy sauce, chili powder, white sesame seeds...

"Steps for making the flatbread: Mix flour, salt, and alkali evenly. Gradually add water and knead until the dough is firm and not sticky. Let it rest for 20 minutes. Knead the rested dough repeatedly to release the air. Roll it out into a large, even sheet. Sprinkle with dry flour to prevent sticking. Fold it and cut it into strips of moderate thickness. Heat oil in a wok. When the oil reaches 60% of its maximum temperature, add the noodles..."

"Steps for making non-fried pancakes:..."

"To make the seasoning packet: Mix chopped scallions, minced ginger, and dried shrimp powder in a 5:2:3 ratio, add a little white sesame seeds and mix well. Pack the mixture into a sealed small packet to make the powder packet; mix light soy sauce with a little cooked cooking oil and chili powder, pack the mixture into a sauce packet and seal it..."

"How to eat: Take the fried dough, rinse it in boiling water for 3-5 minutes, drain the water, add the powder packet and sauce packet, pour in an appropriate amount of boiling water and stir well. Let it sit for 1 minute before eating."

Su Yang looked at the complete instant noodle recipe on the panel and smiled with satisfaction.

The instant noodles that the golden finger gave me were clearly made using the same method as the handmade instant noodles from my previous life.

When he was eating fried noodles with snow on the battlefield, he often thought how wonderful it would be if there were boiling water to make a bowl of hot instant noodles with the aroma of oil and salty flavor!

At that time, he had considered using instant noodles as military rations.

Of course, there are still many drawbacks to using instant noodles as military rations.

For example, the bread is fragile and easily gets damp.

In this era without sealed aluminum foil packaging technology, seasoning packets were simply wrapped in oil paper and coarse cloth, making them prone to leakage and spoilage. During transportation, the sauce would leak out and contaminate the bread.

Nutritional and energy imbalances can cause temporary hunger but not lasting hunger.

Its large size makes it inconvenient to carry, and the strong smell when brewed with hot water makes it easy for the enemy to detect.

It's safe to say that one could easily list a whole host of drawbacks of instant noodles, and in later generations, this stuff has become a well-known junk food.

However, even the worst instant noodles are still better than fried noodles!

Lost in thought, Su Yang arrived at the East Plant area where the fried noodle workshop was located.

The air was still filled with the smell of burning, but compared to a month ago, there was also the smell of pine resin and an unknown substance.

A man carrying a large bag came out of the second noodle-making workshop, and the two almost bumped into each other.

Su Yang nimbly stepped aside to avoid it, while simultaneously looking up.

The man carrying the sack seemed startled; the heavy sack on his shoulder tilted to one side, and he hurriedly steadied himself.

His pupils dilated instantly when his gaze fell on Su Yang's face.

"You... Su Yang! How are you still alive?!"

Su Yang glanced at him and said calmly, "He Dazhuang, who told you I'm dead?"

He Dazhuang took a few steps back and pressed his body against the wall, feeling a sharp pain in his waist.

He just strained his back in his fright.

However, he couldn't show weakness in front of Su Yang, so he gritted his teeth and straightened up.

"I heard it from someone else. I'm so glad you're still alive! I'm still carrying this fried noodle dish. I'm off!"

After saying that, he shouldered the large bag, took awkward steps, and fled as if he were escaping.

Su Yang pursed his lips.

He had just heard the sound of He Dazhuang twisting his waist, and thought to himself that he was really suffering for the sake of saving face.

Without paying much attention to He Dazhuang, an insignificant person, Su Yang strolled over to the fried noodle workshop managed by Wang Cui.

Before he could go inside, he could faintly hear soft singing coming from the workshop:

"The flowers in the flower basket smell sweet, let me sing a song, sing and sing;

We've arrived at Nanniwan. Nanniwan is a wonderful place, such a great spot!

Good places bring good scenery; good places bring good scenery.

Crops were everywhere, and cattle and sheep grazed all over the land.

Su Yang chuckled, clapped his hands, and walked in. "Great! Well sung! Aunt Mei's charm is as strong as ever!"

"Su Yang! You're really back!" Ruan Sumei turned around in the crowd, her face full of surprise.

Su Yang also got a clear look at the situation inside the fried noodle workshop.

The ten large woks used for stir-frying noodles are gone, and the entire workshop is empty.

The original hundred or so workers were sitting on the ground in a large circle, with Ruan Sumei standing in the very center.

Judging from the scene, she was singing for everyone.

"It really is Su Yang! Xin Xue told us when I was at work, and I thought that girl was overthinking and had developed hysteria. I'm not trying to be mean... but never mind, it's good that he's back safe and sound."

Wang Cui originally wanted to scold Su Yang, but seeing his weathered face, she, being a soldier herself, could understand how much suffering he had endured. In the end, she sighed and patted Su Yang on the shoulder.

"Let me see it!"

Ruan Sumei had already squeezed out of the crowd and was looking Su Yang up and down.

"She's lost weight and grown taller."

With red eyes, Ruan Sumei looked at him again and again, confirming that apart from being a little thinner and darker and having a calmer look in his eyes, he had indeed returned unharmed. Only then did she finally feel relieved.

"Xiao Su! We heard you went to fight in the war. Tell us about what's happened in the past month!"

The workers also gathered around, asking all sorts of questions about the battlefield.

This war has touched the nerves of hundreds of millions of people across the country. The employees of Limin Flour Factory have been contributing money and effort over the past few months and are very concerned about the situation on the battlefield.

Su Yang picked out some of the less gory parts to recount.

The article specifically highlighted the benefits of fried noodles for frontline soldiers.

This immediately resonated with the workers, and everyone's faces beamed with pride.

Having satisfied everyone's curiosity, Su Yang changed the subject: "The factory manager just told me that we'll have Workshop One make dehydrated vegetables from now on?"

Seeing that they were getting down to business, Wang Cui's smile faded a bit, and she nodded, saying, "That's right. Today, all the staff in our workshop spent the whole morning completely clearing out the workshop. The factory manager said that we'll start building the drying room tomorrow. It's perfect that you're back, Su Yang. You're quick-witted, the 'Little Zhuge Liang' of our factory. You'll have to give us lots of ideas this time."

Su Yang noticed that Wang Cui, Ruan Sumei, and more than a hundred workers were all looking at him with bright, sparkling eyes.

Instead of stating his opinion directly, he smiled and said, "Everyone finally got half a day off. Work matters can't be rushed. Let's talk about them tomorrow."

Many people were disappointed upon hearing this. After working non-stop for months, they suddenly had some free time and even felt a strange sense of guilt.

This is also why Wang Cui asked Ruan Sumei to sing for everyone—it was just to distract them.

Wang Cui realized she had been too hasty and laughed, "That's true."

She said to Ruan Sumei, "Sister Mei, please continue to perform for everyone. Let's not think about anything for the rest of the day and relax first."

Upon hearing this, everyone dispersed and returned to their original seats.

Ruan Sumei continued to sing and dance for her fellow workers with grace and poise.

Su Yang also sat down in the crowd to watch.

Ruan Sumei was, after all, a former courtesan. Back when Wu Xinxue was at Qunyuxuan, many of her talents were taught by Aunt Mei.

Even though she was middle-aged and had several old scars on her face, she still made many male workers stare wide-eyed after she finished dancing.

However, unlike her previous role of using her looks to amuse people, Ruan Sumei, who donned a Lenin suit and became a factory foreman, has been transformed into a woman of the times with resilience and competence.

"Team Leader Ruan danced wonderfully!"

Someone in the corner started clapping loudly, and in an instant, the warehouse was filled with a wave of voices.