As soon as Qin Yi finished speaking, the male classmate waved to someone not far away.

Hey guys, I'm here!

A group of strong, handsome young men ran toward the van.

The already cramped stall was suddenly flooded with customers, and there were no seats left.

Xu Guoqing, along with Fang Daming and his classmates, tactfully finished their noodles and gave up their seats, also praising Qin Yi's cooking skills.

"A world unfolds within the bowl, a life exists outside the bowl. If you're lucky enough to slurp a bowl of noodles, you'll definitely regret not knowing her sooner. Da Ming, what comes next?"

"Hey, we have to come again tomorrow!"

At this moment, the four students who had been sleeping on the table all night were also awakened by the noisy voices.

Seeing that the table was clean and tidy, and that the owner's guests were already full, the group did not urge them to leave.

I couldn't help but feel a sense of goodwill towards them.

Pang Shi patted the group on the shoulders, signaling them to get up: "Let's go back to our dorms and get some sleep. Don't keep the boss from doing business. We can come back for a proper meal tomorrow."

His friend next to him agreed: "I never want to stay up all night again. I feel like my soul has left my body. Look how energetic everyone else is! Let's get up early tomorrow to exercise, then have a nutritious breakfast before going back to the dorm and start a healthy college life!"

Qin Yi quickly finished cooking the breakfast for herself, but knew there was no time to eat it.

She placed the bowl of instant noodles in front of the couple and said, "You two eat this first. I'll go to the kitchen to cook some more. We have too many orders, and these two small stoves outside can't handle them all."

Then he walked to the steamed bun stall next door and said, "Boss, two steamed buns, please."

The steamed bun vendor, recognizing the man as the owner of a nearby instant noodle stall, said knowingly, "Hey, I get you. I'm the same kind of person who doesn't like to eat what I sell."

Qin Yi smiled bitterly to herself: It's not that she doesn't like the food she makes, it's that she simply doesn't have time to eat it. Usually, the first day of the challenge is the slowest time for business. What kind of luck is this today? She's already too busy after only one hour of opening her stall.

It looks like Shi Da won't be able to come tomorrow. Doing system tasks is more fun sometimes when there's a bit of challenge.

Qin Yi wolfed down the two steamed buns and quickly slipped into the back kitchen of the carriage.

Five small stoves in a row were all lit with flames, and packets of instant noodles were torn open and prepared for placement, officially starting the rush to complete the order.

A few minutes later.

Qin Yi's instant noodle stall was bustling with activity. Some people were sitting on stools, engrossed in slurping their noodles, while others were standing in front of the cart waiting to have their noodles packed. Everyone was chatting away.

Those who didn't get to eat the noodles envied those who did, and most of those who did eat the noodles felt it wasn't enough and wanted another bowl.

Passersby on the street and some students from the school were drawn to the instant noodle stall because of its booming business.

The university students lined up in an orderly fashion under these circumstances.

Qin Yi saw the long queue outside through the monitor in her car and had no choice but to resort to her old trick—purchase restrictions.

She only prepared 100 bowls of food today. If she sold them all out early and was punished by the system by being refused service, she would suffer a huge loss.

"What's going on? We've only just started queuing, and the owner has already put up a sign on his table saying that each person can only buy one bowl."

"My roommates all want me to take breakfast back with me, can't I buy a few more bowls, boss?"

“I want to buy a few more bowls too. My kids love instant noodles, but the ones you buy outside aren’t healthy. It’s rare to find non-fried noodles with handmade seasoning packets, so please buy a few more bowls for us.”

Just then, Qin Yi came out of the kitchen. She called the customers who had ordered to take their noodles away, and said with an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry, I didn't have enough stock. There are so many customers waiting in line, I can't let them wait for nothing."

Wu Miaoyu and Lu Xu ate their fragrant instant noodles at their seats, feeling a sense of shrewdness. They whispered to each other, "Luckily we bought them early. People who came later would not only have to wait in line, but they might not even get to eat noodles."

"Boss, when are you coming to set up your stall tomorrow? I'll come early tomorrow and buy a few more bowls to take home."

Qin Yi laughed and said, "They probably won't be selling instant noodles tomorrow, so there's no need to come and wait for me. Just buy them if you happen to see me."

"Oh no! Why? I just ate a bowl, and it tasted so good that I decided to queue up again to buy another one. Why aren't they selling it tomorrow?"

Qin Yi tried hard to come up with a lame excuse: "My big oven is broken and can't be repaired, so I can't handle these ingredient packages."

"Huh? So this is a limited edition instant noodle today?"

The line of diners began to get excited.

"Then we must limit the purchase amount so that those of us who haven't tried it before can have a taste!"

The customers in front of them were also anxious and secretly discussed with their companions, "I'll go back to the back of the line after I finish eating. The boss only said that each person can only buy one bowl, he didn't say that we can't queue up again."

"That's right! You're so smart, let's do it that way later!"

When Qin Yi had been busy for a long time and was about to sell out her inventory, she found that the queue was still so long.

The task of 50 orders was completed long ago. Logically, after the purchase limit was implemented, the number of people queuing should have decreased.

She had been cooking instant noodles for almost three hours straight, averaging 30 bowls per hour, and her arms were starting to feel so sore she could barely lift them.

There are 10 servings left in stock, and after a quick count of the people queuing outside, there are still more than twenty.

This isn't right.

Qin Yi has some face blindness, and she's also too busy making noodles, so she feels quite lost right now.

Something must have gone wrong, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

The last bowl is finished.

Qin Yi immediately informed the customers, "We're sold out of noodles today. Everyone, hurry back home, I'm out of stock."

"Boss, why don't you check the car again? You might find a package or two."

"Boss, have pity on me! I've been queuing for two hours, and I've already digested my first bowl. I desperately want another one; it's just so delicious!"

[Ding, system warning: During stall hours, the host cannot refuse customers without a valid reason.]

[Ding, host has refused a customer once, deducting one point from this level's score]

This is an ocean of information!

A moment later, Qin Yi learned from the diners that she couldn't finish cooking no matter what she did because most people had to line up again to cook nested dolls. Qin Yi felt like crying.

A moment later, the system went from issuing a yellow card to a red card, deducting one point after another.

"Yes, boss, please look again. The stock of this rare instant noodles is too small, not enough for us at all. I also called a lot of senior and junior students, and they are on their way."

[Ding, the host has refused a customer once, deducting two points from this level's score.]

"Ah! Stop talking, there's really none left. I'm packing up and leaving. Those of you who haven't finished eating, sit here and eat slowly, don't rush."

Qin Yi quickly moved the light-up signs outside into the carriage, and as soon as she opened the carriage door, she prepared to escape.

"Boss, why are you even leaving this table behind? Please take it away after we finish eating."

Qin Yi wanted to cry; those folding tables and chairs were only worth a few dollars.

Now, if you say something like "It's delicious" and "I want to buy it," the system will deduct one point.

Last time, she lost 20 points from Grandpa Yu.

I have no idea how many dollars a single point in this level is worth. I can't even bear to think about it; it's heartbreaking.

"boss!"

"Classmates! If you really love this food, then stop talking. The road ahead is long, and we'll meet again someday!"

As the vehicle was started, some more college students arrived.

Seeing the boss about to drive away, he quickly chased after him and asked, "Boss, please make us another one! Just drive to a secluded place and give me an address. I promise I won't tell anyone."

Qin Yi smiled wryly, "Classmate, be careful and don't chase after the car. I really have sold out of everything. Let's eat next time!"

After saying that, he quickly drove away without looking back.

The system's deadly alarm still echoed in his mind: [Ding, host has refused a customer once, deducting three points from this level's score.]

Waaaaah, my goodness!