Xiao Xi and Ye Zhongnan pretty much knew what was going on.

It turns out they forcibly requisitioned Xu Yongfang's land here, leaving no one to cook for the mahjong players at her son Xie An's mahjong parlor.

Xiao Xi and Ye Zhongnan exchanged a glance and came up with an idea.

I'll take this opportunity to prepare some food for my mahjong friends at lunchtime, hoping to boost my luck.

So Ye Zhongnan said coldly, "You people came to me without having eaten? I can solve their lunch problem, but I'm in business."

Xie An suddenly couldn't muster any temper in front of the brother and sister, and he couldn't explain why.

The usual lunch at the mahjong parlor costs 20 yuan per person for the mahjong players.

Xie An then respectfully spoke to Ye Zhongnan.

"Mr. Xie, let's calculate it per person, 20 yuan per person. As long as they don't go hungry at noon, they can have rice or noodles."

Ye Zhongnan reluctantly agreed.

“Okay, everyone can just have a simple bowl of noodles, but we don’t have any ingredients right now, so your mom will have to go to the market to buy some noodles.”

Before Xie An could speak, Xu Yongfang had already eagerly agreed.

Ye Zhongnan transferred the money to the group, and Xu Yongfang had already dashed off like an arrow.

Xiaoxi knew she wouldn't be able to take a nap at noon for the time being.

He helped his second brother push the tricycle out, and they went to Yongfang Mahjong Parlor together.

Sure enough, the old men and women in the mahjong parlor were like starving ghosts reincarnated, glaring and cursing with stiff necks.

Xiao Xi glared back at them, which immediately silenced them, and they dared not utter a sound.

Fortunately, the market was nearby, and Xu Yongfang quickly bought noodles, eggs, tomatoes, and broccoli.

Mahjong players were in an uproar when they saw these simple ingredients.

"We didn't get to eat a proper meal, but are they expecting us to eat noodles?"

"We want meat! The lunch allowance is 20 yuan, and there's no meat at all!"

"Xiao Xie, are you just going to brush us off like this? There are so many mahjong parlors on this street, we won't come here again."

Xie An panicked and quickly tried to calm everyone down.

"I'm sorry, brothers and sisters, there are really special reasons today, please bear with me."

The crowd continued to grumble and curse, and Xie An was unable to calm them down.

Xiaoxi became famous because she missed her precious midday nap and ended up arguing with a group of unreasonable old men and women.

"Eat it or not, it's up to you. My cousin is a master chef, he doesn't care to cook for you. Anyone who doesn't want to eat can leave."

A few grumpy old men and women snorted and rushed to the snack shop across the street to order stir-fried dishes.

Most people are quite frugal.

"Forget it, Mr. Xie. Since we're old friends, just have a bowl of noodles."

"Alright, alright, finish eating quickly, then we'll continue playing mahjong."

"It's just a bowl of noodles, it won't kill you."

The dozen or so elderly people were finally calmed down.

Xiao Xi and her brother parked their tricycle in front of the mahjong parlor.

Ye Zhongnan started lighting the stove, and Xie An unconsciously came up to help.

Ye Zhongnan poured rapeseed oil into the pot and waited for the oil temperature to rise before pouring in the beaten egg mixture.

As the temperature rises, the egg mixture begins to foam, eventually forming a golden-yellow omelet.

Ye Zhongnan's cooking skills are superb, and coupled with his good looks, he is very pleasing to the eye even on the street.

The iron wok is truly magical. Combined with Ye Zhongnan's superb cooking skills, even just frying eggs was enough to draw everyone in, as if bees had smelled nectar.