But it's too early for them to speak.

Ninghe first gave the two female workers at the front of the line a piece of cold skin with a bamboo stick.

The two female workers stuffed the cold noodles into their mouths very quickly.

As soon as you take a bite, you'll smell the aroma of the secret sauce, followed by the freshness and crispness of coriander and various side dishes filling your entire mouth.

When they chewed the cold skin, the elasticity and toughness of the cold skin made them linger on the taste. The only drawback was that there was too little of it!

They ate it in one gulp and swallowed it down before they could even taste it.

It's like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit.

If it weren't for the taste filling their mouths, reminding them that they had already eaten it, they would have wanted to try it again for free.

But even if I try it for free again, I still won’t be satisfied.

If you think about it, a serving of cold noodles is only 80 cents. Isn't that cheaper than the food in a small restaurant?

What's more, you can taste the flavor and have a full lunch for only 80 cents, it's worth it!

Thinking of this, the two female workers still refused to leave after trying the food.

They each took out a dollar from their pockets and gave it to Ning He: "Boss, pack me a portion of cold noodles! I want it spicy, I didn't taste enough just now, give me more!"

"Okay! I promise it'll be a lot!" Ning He told Qian Lin to take the money: "Lin Bao, give me the change!"

Qianlin was still shocked that the bill was issued so suddenly. Looking at the money handed over by the customer, he had no time to think.

My mind was full of thoughts about how much money I should give to the person and how I must not give the wrong amount of change.

The female workers saw that it was a child who came to help with the change and looked at him curiously: "Little brother, you are so young and you are already helping your mother make money?"

Qianlin politely said to her, "Thank you for supporting my mother's cold noodle stand. Here is your 20 cents change!"

Qianlin handed the money in his hand to the two female workers.

The female worker's eyes were filled with amazement: "Little brother, you are really smart!"

Ning He was naturally happy to hear people praising her son, and she even filled the bowls of cold noodles for them.

"Here, your cold noodles, take them and walk slowly!"

After the female worker left, the people who were trying the food came over quickly.

He still took the bamboo skewer and took a bite. As expected, he also paid for a portion of cold noodles.

The two men who were watching the fun were stunned on the spot.

They originally thought that Ninghe would definitely lose money today.

But what they didn’t expect was that everyone who lined up to try the food would buy one after finishing the tasting!

This woman will never lose money! Instead, he made a lot of money.

They are the ones who are losing money!

I watched the excitement for so long in vain, but in the end, all the customers were snatched away by this mother and son!

When the soldiers rushed to the market from the army, they looked around for a long time but didn't see any stall selling cold noodles.

He saw a large queue of people in front, so he walked to the end of the queue and asked the people in line.

"Brother, what are you doing here?"

The middle-aged man followed the trend and queued up, and he also heard it vaguely.

"They said you can try it, but it's not cold. Anyway, many people bought some after trying it. I also lined up to try it. If it tastes good, I'll buy some for lunch."

"Is it called Liangpi?" the soldier guessed.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The middle-aged man nodded. "It's called Liangpi. Those who lined up in front of me to try it have already bought some. I don't know if there will be any left when it's my turn."

The soldier consciously lined up behind the middle-aged man. He kept praying in his heart that there must be some left. He had been thinking about this bite of cold noodles all the way!

The sun is shining brightly in the sky.

The summer sun is scorching.

But there is still a group of people queuing up stubbornly at the market.

If we say that at the beginning, they came here for the food tasting.

Now, what makes them so determined to queue up is their strong curiosity about cold noodles.

Everyone who has tried the Liangpi has praised it highly and ordered one.

The people behind in the queue were unwilling to give up. They had been waiting in the queue for such a long time and didn't want to give up so easily.

The soldiers were sweating profusely and their faces were tanned and red.

Seeing that it was finally his turn, he wanted to finish the battle quickly.

But when the soldiers saw Ning He for the first time, they couldn't take their eyes off her.

"Comrade soldier, let me give you a taste." Ning He smiled and handed the bamboo stick in his hand to the soldier.

The soldier's face turned even redder. He shook his head and said he wanted to buy ten copies directly. He took out the money and handed it to Ning He.

Ning He was a little surprised: "Ten servings? You're going to eat so much by yourself?"

"No, it's our regiment..." The soldier shook his head and almost let the cat out of the bag, but fortunately he remembered what Captain He had told him.

He changed the subject and explained, "I mean, I come out every day at noon to buy food for my comrades in the regiment. Today, I saw that your stall was full of people, and I thought it must be delicious, so I wanted to buy some back for everyone to try."

Ning He turned his head and said apologetically to the people standing behind the soldier: "Sorry, the cold noodles are sold out here. Thank you for your love and support. We will sell them here on time tomorrow. If you like them, you can come back tomorrow."

Those who have been queuing for such a long time are already full of resentment.

"What the hell?! We've been waiting in line for a long time, how could it be such a coincidence that there's no one left when it's his turn!"

"That's right! Why do they have it and we don't?"

"Won't this delay our lunch time?! How could this happen!"

The soldier looked embarrassed. He asked Ning He, "Why don't you sell it to them? I'll come back tomorrow?"

Did he buy too much at once? He didn't want to cause the boss's wife to lose her business.

Ning He shook his head at him.

She came out from behind the car and spoke to the customer behind the soldier.

"How about this? I'll sell to you guys first tomorrow. To compensate you, I'll give you an extra drink tomorrow. Is that okay?"

When they heard that they could buy cold noodles first tomorrow and get a free drink, their resentment instantly dissipated a lot.

"Okay, that's more like it."

"Boss lady, you seem quite young, but you are quite good at business."

Ning He smiled and agreed, "That's because everyone understands and sympathizes with me. This is my first time doing business today. If there are any shortcomings, I hope everyone will be more tolerant. I will do better and better!"

"Okay, then I'll wait until tomorrow. Remember we have to buy it first!"

"Sure, sure. Take care everyone!" Ning He smiled and watched them leave.

When there was only one soldier in front of the stall, Ning He handed the bamboo stick to the soldier again.

"Comrade soldier, try it quickly. If it tastes good, you can buy more. If it doesn't taste good, don't force yourself. After all, you are here to buy food for your comrades."

The soldier had no choice but to take it. When he put it in his mouth, he finally understood the words that Captain He used to describe the cold noodles.

This is not an exaggeration, but a true description!

His eyes opened wide, his face full of disbelief.

Oh my god, how can there be something so delicious!

Ning He saw that he was stunned and waved her hand in front of him.

"Comrade Soldier, is the cold noodle not tasty?"