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As for Shen Muyan, she had long been forgotten.

"Papa~! Auntie Fang Ya hasn't tried the fried rice noodles and twice-cooked pork yet~!"

Fang Ya had sat with the little one for an hour, even though she had eaten two cups of mung bean paste and two boxes of ice crystal cake.

But for some reason, her stomach was getting hungrier and hungrier.

Lu Xiyao was also hungry.

The key reason was that Lu Qin was frying rice noodles and twice-cooked pork next to them, which smelled incredibly good.

It had awakened the craving bugs inside her body.

Fang Ya felt a little embarrassed and waved her hand, saying:

"Lu Qin, don't worry about me, business is more important."

The customers were "eagerly watching." Although Lu Qin's movements were already very fast, and his serving speed was definitely acceptable without compromising the taste.

However, there were simply too many customers.

Lu Qin didn't even have time to drink water.

"Boss Lu, you should take a break. You've been frying for two hours. Even the donkeys in the production team aren't worked this hard!"

"That's right, Boss Lu. If you overwork yourself, we won't be able to eat your food anymore!"

Many customers also felt sorry for Lu Qin, seeing his high-intensity work and couldn't bear it.

They all urged Lu Qin to rest for a while before continuing to work.

But in reality, Lu Qin didn't feel tired at all.

This was because of the System's Fatigue Elimination Aura.

He didn't have to worry about occupational diseases at all.

Lu Qin took a moment to fry a portion of fried rice noodles and twice-cooked pork for Fang Ya.

The other customers didn't say anything. They knew Fang Ya was Lu Qin's friend, and it was natural for friends to enjoy some special privileges.

However, being Lu Qin's friend was indeed a very fortunate thing.

The little one happily carried the fried rice noodles and twice-cooked pork over.

"Auntie Yao Yao, try the fried rice noodles and twice-cooked pork~!"

"They're super delicious~!"

As Lu Xiyao spoke while holding the dishes, her mouth was already watering uncontrollably.

Fang Ya took the plates from her in time.

Looking at the steaming fried rice noodles and twice-cooked pork, she couldn't help but drool either.

These fried rice noodles smelled so good, and the twice-cooked pork smelled even better.

What kind of divine fried rice noodles and twice-cooked pork were these?

The aroma was too tempting!

As a food blogger, Fang Ya had eaten countless things.

But no delicacy had ever made her crave it like this?

"Yao Yao darling, did you get the chopsticks?"

"Got them! I even got two pairs, hee hee~!"

Lu Xiyao opened her small hands and handed over a pair of chopsticks.

"I can't help it, Auntie Fang Ya is really too greedy. I'll try your dad's fried rice noodles and twice-cooked pork first."

Saying that, Fang Ya separated the chopsticks and picked up a bite of fried rice noodles.

Even though she had already drunk mung bean paste and eaten ice crystal cake, Fang Ya was mentally prepared, knowing that Lu Qin's food was not simple.

But the moment she tasted the fried rice noodles, she was still amazed.

The taste had the pure fragrance of rice and the savory flavor of stir-frying. It was oily but not greasy, smooth and not choking.

Fang Ya had never imagined that simple fried rice noodles could be this delicious.

After eating two bites of fried rice noodles, her gaze shifted to the twice-cooked pork next to it.

The golden color and incredibly tempting appearance of the twice-cooked pork made her even more eager.

Fang Ya put down the chopsticks and picked up a piece, putting it into her mouth.

In an instant, her tongue and taste buds were captured.

Fang Ya was smitten.

It was so delicious it was criminal.

The little one also picked up chopsticks and started eating the fried rice noodles and twice-cooked pork.

She swayed her head happily as she ate, her fair and tender little face filled with joy.

Another half hour passed.

The boxes holding the ingredients were gradually emptying.

Lu Qin estimated the remaining quantity and then shouted:

"To the 16 customers still in line, I'm sorry, please come back tomorrow."

The bad news was met with disappointment on the faces of the 16 customers.

"Boss Lu, what you just said is really hurtful, it's like announcing a death sentence."

"Every time I hear Boss Lu say something is sold out, it feels like failing the college entrance exam."

Every day there were a few heartbroken people, returning home alone.

Some even posted on their social media.

[Didn't get to eat Boss Lu's fried rice noodles or twice-cooked pork today, don't mess with me, I'm practically a gangster now!]

The customers gradually dispersed, and the alley returned to its empty and quiet state.

Lu Qin began to pack up.

The little one quickly got up and ran over to help: "Papa, I'll help you~!"

"I'll help too."

Fang Ya, having eaten his food, also voluntarily helped clean up.

Normally, Miss Fang was very lazy, the type who wouldn't even pick up a fallen soy sauce bottle at home.

The pots and pans in the sink would accumulate until they grew mold before she would call a cleaner.

In reality, Lu Qin was very efficient, and it took him less than ten minutes to pack up.

Lu Xiyao and Fang Ya only helped by collecting stools and folding vegetable baskets; their workload was minimal.

Fang Ya had witnessed Lu Qin's stall business today and gained a new understanding of the term "running a stall."

"Lu Qin, I didn't expect your stall to be so popular!"

"It's not necessarily a good thing for business to be this booming. There are too many customers; every time we set up, I just want to pack up and leave as soon as possible."

Lu Qin said with a faint smile.

"You must have earned quite a bit just tonight, right?"

Before Lu Qin could answer, the little one eagerly exclaimed:

"Do I even need to say? Auntie Fang Ya, we earn so much from our stall~!"

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Fang Ya wasn't foolish; she could roughly estimate the evening's revenue based on the customer flow.

She was certain of one thing: Lu Qin's stall revenue had definitely exceeded ten thousand.

And that was just for this one evening.

Good heavens!

No wonder Lu Qin wasn't looking for a regular job. How could working a job earn as much as running a stall!

Besides, if Lu Qin were to get a job, those foodie customers would probably be blocking the company's entrance every day.

"Do you need us to give you a ride back?"

Lu Qin pointed to his three-wheeled vehicle.

Fang Ya, at 1.7 meters tall, would be a bit cramped squeezing into the three-wheeled food cart.

Moreover, Fang Ya lived in the northern part of the city, a twenty-minute drive away, so it wasn't on the way.

"I'll take a taxi back."

"Okay, then goodbye."