“Hey beautiful, why don’t you just tell the boss that we should cook the instant noodles from Shijiazhuang University back at the school? Once we finish the orders from Nanning University, we’ll go back. That way, the noodles will taste even better.”

Qin Yi thought this idea would work, and there were exactly eight people in total.

After she finished fulfilling all the orders from the students at Nan University, the rain stopped.

Students from Nanchang University gradually emerged from the campus.

Yang Zhou pulled Lu Ziyi toward the side door.

He met the rice noodle stall owner here yesterday.

He came out as soon as the rain stopped today, intending to search around the area. The boss should not be far from the school.

The two searched around the side gate but couldn't find the orange-red instant noodle truck from yesterday.

Lu Ziyi couldn't help but ask, "Dude, are you serious? You're not seeing things, are you?"

Yang Zhou answered decisively, "It's impossible to be wrong. I've met the boss several times. I can still tell people apart. Besides, that car is her style. She would change the decoration of her car every time she changed the business she set up a stall. There's no way she could be wrong."

Lu Zi thought for a moment: "If the person and the car are both correct, could it be that you've come to the wrong place?"

Yang Zhou slapped his forehead hard: "Oh right! There are also a lot of stalls at the back gate of the school, and the last time you drove the boss there, it was also at the back gate."

"Run!"

The two of them ran and walked towards the back door.

From afar, I could see an orange-red van waiting at the traffic light. Through the window curtains, I could see several heads that looked like students, looking around curiously.

"Boss, wait for me! Where are you going to buy some good food? We want to get on the bus too!" Yang Zhou shouted as he ran.

But Qin Yi didn't hear her at all and sped away with a car full of students.

"Boss, have you forgotten about us just because you have other lovely student customers?" Lu Ziyi clutched his chest.

"Did you see those college students on the bus with their innocent, naive eyes? I envy them so much."

Yang Zhou wrapped his arm around Lu Ziyi's arm: "I saw it too! Waaah, I'm so sad. We were the ones who spotted the boss first. We're the veteran customers! Why are they the ones sitting in the car?"

One hour later.

Qin Yi drove a carload of students from Shijiazhuang University to the back gate of the school.

As soon as the car stopped, several college students spontaneously helped the owner move the folding tables and chairs outside.

Everyone sat patiently in their chairs, behaving very politely, and waited for their orders.

Qin Yi still had more than forty servings of fried noodles to finish, so she simply didn't put up any advertising signs and focused on making the noodles inside the carriage.

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President He Hongbo of Shih-Da University was carrying several bottles of milk tea in one hand and a lot of packaged snacks in the other as he walked back to the school.

Today I bought food from almost all the well-known snack shops and food stalls near the school.

When we get back, we'll ask the teacher on duty to come and taste the food together, and see which restaurant has the best flavor.

As he was about to enter the campus, he smelled a tangy and refreshing fragrance.

He Hongbo is from the north, and the smell of this pickled cabbage is simply a taste that seeps into his heart.

He sniffed the air, searching for the source of the smell.

Finally, we found the source of the flavor in a remote corner.

The closer you get to the van, the stronger the aroma becomes, with a spicy chili scent that is very invigorating.

Moreover, there were two or three tables of students sitting around the front of the van, seemingly all waiting.

He Hongbo looked around and saw only the license plate, not the menu, so he went to the students' table to ask.

"Excuse me, what kind of food do you sell here? It smells like stir-fried pickled cabbage."

Several students turned around when they heard the sound.

They were so frightened that they immediately stood up.

"Good morning, Principal!"

Everyone was a little nervous. How could they run into the principal at the food street? Was he going to ban students from buying food through the back gate? That would be terrible. They couldn't eat the school food at all. Their daily source of happiness was ordering takeout or coming to the food street to satisfy their cravings.

He Hongbo noticed the wary look in the student's eyes and said with a smile, "Don't be nervous, I'm here to buy food too."

After speaking, he showed off the many snacks he was carrying.

"Oh dear, Principal, you scared us! We thought you were forbidding us from eating at the street stalls anymore. This stall sells healthy instant noodles; the noodles are non-fried. Today the owner is selling stir-fried instant noodles, and yesterday he sold boiled instant noodles. They're all delicious!"

"The sauerkraut smell you're getting is from the boss's new dish today: sauerkraut and pork belly stir-fried instant noodles. It smells so good it makes your mouth water."

"And that grilled squid instant noodles are amazing too. I saw someone eating them so deliciously when I was at Nan University, and I was drooling."

He Hongbo asked in confusion, "Why did you all go to Nan University?"

"Today, the boss set up a stall at Nan University, and we took the bus there to buy food. But it suddenly started raining heavily. After finishing the orders for the students at Nan University, the boss drove us back and even treated us to a warm tofu soup. He's currently in the kitchen processing our orders. He's an amazing boss."

After hearing this, He Hongbo couldn't help but praise, "It's really nice that this boss is willing to drive an hour to bring you back. I'll try her cooking later and see how it tastes."

"It's incredibly fragrant and delightful, and most importantly, the ingredients are very healthy."

"The boss is so outstanding. She has great cooking skills, a good character, and is also beautiful. If she went on a reality show, she would definitely be more popular than those celebrities. She also has a special skill."

Qin Yi had just finished completing her classmates' orders and walked out of the carriage.

She packed the 24 servings of fried noodles from Xu Guoqing's class into two insulated containers, and also packed the fried noodles from other students.

I happened to overhear her praising her.

She quickly waved her hand: "No, no, I'm not interested in going on variety shows. I just want to learn more cooking skills and make different delicious dishes for everyone. Just learning to cook requires a lot of practice and there's no way I can learn it all."

He Hongbo agreed after hearing these words: "The boss has a craftsman's spirit. No wonder it's so popular. The students buy so much at once. Give me two different flavors of fried noodles too, so I can take them back and eat with the teachers."

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Some things shouldn't be started, because once you start, you can't stop.

Ever since Principal He bought a serving of Qin Yi's fried noodles for the teachers to try on Sunday, their appetites have been whetted.

For three days in a row, they bought whatever Qin Yi sold.

I bought steamed instant noodles on Monday, baked cheese noodles on Tuesday, and Wednesday was even worse – I got roasted instant noodles! The aroma was absolutely devastating in the morning.

After finishing my chewy and delicious grilled noodles before class, I smelled the same odor as in the office as soon as I entered the classroom.

Xu Guoqing's wicked hand had just reached into the drawer; he planned to stuff it into the teacher's mouth while the teacher was lecturing with his back to everyone...

"Class, please don't eat grilled instant noodles during class. Although they taste good, please eat them after class."

Xu Guoqing quickly removed his hands from the drawer; how did the teacher know he was eating roasted noodles...?

After several days of investigation, Principal He visited the snack street at the back gate again today.

The first person to rush to Qin Yi's stall was to extend an invitation to her.

"Mr. Qin, our school is holding a food festival this Saturday, and we've invited many popular food stalls from the surrounding area. Would you be able to come?"