A long line stretched out, everyone holding a cup of Iced Mung Bean Paste.
Some had barely gotten theirs before eagerly poking in a straw and taking a drink.
After tasting the Mung Bean Paste, the customers gave unanimous praise.
"This Mung Bean Paste has an incredible texture. It's unbelievably good!"
"Sweet without being cloying, icy and refreshing. I love it!"
"My God, Boss Lu, your Mung Bean Paste is amazing! It's even better than milk tea!"
"Two gulps and the cup's gone—so satisfying! I need two more cups to feel satisfied!"
It was now eight o'clock.
This was more or less when the night market saw its heaviest foot traffic.
Word spread quickly.
Lu Qin's fried noodle stall had completely exploded in popularity.
More than fifty customers were lining up.
The crooked queue snaked all the way through the end of the alley.
Some bored customers in line took out their phones to shoot videos and post them on Moments and Douyin.
The fried noodles at this alley on Changlin Road University Town are absolutely insane! So delicious! Come try them now, or you'll definitely regret it! (@Location Share)
The YYDS of fried noodles! So good it makes you tremble! You still have a chance to get some if you come before nine, hurry up!
Fried noodles with Mung Bean Paste—so delicious I don't even want to go home at night!
FriedNoodles.jpg, MungBeanPaste.jpg (Not giving out the address. Gotta make the line longer.)
Every fried noodle dish you've ever eaten was trash! Come fight me if you disagree! (@Changlin Road University Town)
At the entrance to the alley.
Master Liu and Boss Guo stood side by side, both staring at the packed crowd deeper inside.
They had never seen anything like this.
They had never imagined a fried noodle stall could become this popular!
"Old Liu, have you tried that place's fried noodles?"
"No."
"You're not going to try them? Don't you want to know what they taste like?"
"No."
"Keep pretending. Is it really that hard to admit their fried noodles are better than yours?"
"The taste can't be that different. People are just chasing something new."
Seeing that Master Liu was still being stubborn, Boss Guo could not be bothered to argue.
"Then keep watching. I'm going to buy a serving of his fried noodles and try them."
"Bring me one too." After struggling internally for a long time, Master Liu finally made up his mind.
I still need to try them. Know yourself and know your enemy.
"Pay up." Boss Guo held out his hand.
"How much can one serving of fried noodles cost? I won't short you. I'll pay you later."
"No welshing on the debt."
"You're so long-winded. Hurry up and get in line."
Boss Guo had barely taken two steps when he saw customers streaming out from the opposite side.
Some carried fried noodles in their hands, some had empty hands, and some had grease stains around their mouths.
Boss Guo and Master Liu were both stunned. What was going on? They were already sold out?
Just as Boss Guo was about to grab someone and ask, he heard those empty-handed customers complaining angrily.
"This is ridiculous! It's not even nine yet, and the fried rice is sold out! I didn't even get any Mung Bean Paste!"
"There were too damn many people! I queued for ages and still didn't get to eat any. I'm so mad I could spit blood!"
"I didn't get any yesterday, and I didn't get any today either. Tomorrow, I'm skipping class and coming early. I refuse to believe I still won't get any!"
"I smelled that fragrance for half an hour, and in the end I didn't get to eat any. This is killing me!"
"Damn! They sold out that fast?" Master Liu looked utterly incredulous. His own fried noodle stall had only sold a little over a dozen portions.
After Lu Qin arrived, he had not made another sale.
Boss Guo caught a chubby young man carrying six portions of fried noodles.
"Brother, you bought so many fried noodles by yourself. Can you finish them? Could you spare me one?"
"Sure."
Boss Guo had not expected the chubby young man to agree so readily, and delight flashed across his face. "How much?"
"One hundred yuan."
"What? One hundred yuan?" Boss Guo thought he had misheard.
The chubby young man nodded calmly. "One hundred yuan. I won't sell it for even one yuan less."
"Are you robbing me?"
"Forget it if you don't want it. I'll eat it myself."
In the end, Boss Guo did not buy it. One hundred yuan for a serving of fried noodles? Was he crazy?
He had never expected scalpers to show up just to buy fried noodles. Unbelievable!
Master Liu silently watched the crowd disappear, feeling terribly dejected.
It seemed he could not keep selling alongside the fried noodle stall inside in the future. He definitely would not get any business. He had to change locations.
"Boss, same place tomorrow. Rain or shine, we'll be waiting for you!"
Lu Qin and his daughter had not even left the alley yet when some customers chased after them.
"Boss Lu, remember to come tomorrow! If I don't eat your fried noodles, I won't be able to sleep tonight."
"Yeah, handsome boss, come even earlier tomorrow! We're looking forward to your fried noodles and Mung Bean Paste!"
"Boss Lu, go home and get some good rest today. Recharge your energy and keep making fried noodles for us tomorrow!"
"Boss, same place tomorrow. Rain or shine, we'll be waiting for you!"
"Okay~! Got it~! Papa and I will come~!"
"You should all go home and rest early too~!"
"Bye-bye~!"
Lu Xiyao sat beside Lu Qin, one little hand holding the railing while the other was raised high and waving.
The three-wheeler food cart drove out of the narrow alley.
The little girl's fair, tender face was filled with happiness.
"Papa, running a stall is so much fun. Let's do it again tomorrow."
"Yao Yao, are you tired?"
"Not at all. It's much easier than going to kindergarten."
The corners of Lu Qin's lips lifted slightly. Kindergarten was more tiring than making money.
They got home at 9:20.
Lu Qin helped the little girl bathe, dried her hair, and carried her to bed.
"Papa, tell me a story."
The little girl yawned. She was getting sleepy.
Lu Qin gently patted her shoulder and told her the children's story "Mother Rabbit Recognizes Her Child." Before he had even finished a third of it, she had already drifted into dreamland.
Lu Qin quietly turned off the light and closed the door before leaving the room.
He gave the three-wheeler food cart in the yard a thorough cleaning. Using the system's powerful detergent and powerful cleaning cloth, the cleaning results and efficiency improved four or five times over.
No matter how dirty a spot was, one wipe left it sparkling clean.
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