Yumi: "It was my oversight! I want to ask Mr. Qin why he makes these traditional dishes. I know that these dishes require a long time to prepare, and some of the processes are very complicated, which can't keep up with the pace of modern progress."

Qin Yi thought for a moment and said, "Indeed, people nowadays are used to a fast-paced life, and many businesses even sell pre-cooked meals, which can be prepared and stored up to be heated up when needed."

"However, intangible cultural heritage foods can reflect the historical development of Chinese culture. Whether it is a plate of stir-fried flatbread or donkey meat sandwich, they have witnessed the changes in history. Different regions have different eating habits and flavor characteristics. This is the cultural heritage and the charm of intangible cultural heritage foods."

"In today's rapidly developing technological society, many intangible cultural heritage foods are in danger of being lost because of their complicated processes and the disproportionate time investment and returns. I hope that more people can taste and learn about these foods and understand our past, and perhaps some people will become interested in learning and passing on our intangible cultural heritage foods."

Yumi's eyes sparkled as she looked at Qin Yi, and she quietly asked the photographer to capture this wonderful moment.

A beautiful woman is not necessarily charming because of her looks; a serious work ethic can also make her captivating.

...

That evening, Qin Yi arrived at the place where her dream had begun.

——Fuchun Street.

She informed Mrs. Li and Ma Xiaomei when she arrived.

Mrs. Li informed Miss Misi, and Ma Xiaomei informed all the neighbors on Fuchun Street.

Before Qin Yi's car even entered the end of Fuchun Street, she saw a group of people waiting at the place where she used to set up her stall, lining up from one end of the street to the other.

The wind that longs for you has finally reached Fuchun Street.

Welcome back to Boss Qin's hometown to set up a stall!

Misi hired an advertising company to make two banners, which were placed at the location where Qin Yi used to have her stall.

Qin Yi slowly drove into the end of Fuchun Street. Seeing the familiar faces lined up in an orderly queue, and the eye-catching welcome banner, she almost burst into tears.

She parked her car, got out, greeted everyone briefly, and then quickly ran back to her car to start taking orders.

Wu Meng was still selling lemonade downstairs at the internet cafe. When she heard that Qin Yi had returned to set up a stall, she stopped doing business and came to queue up. Because of her advantageous location, she was ahead of everyone else in line.

"Boss Qin! Do you still remember the first day you set up your stall and sold those 50 yuan bamboo shoot noodles? I thought to myself, this young girl must have been tricked into joining a brand that preys on people. But after eating your lobster noodles, I realized how ignorant I was. I heard from everyone that you are very famous now and can make more and more delicious food. I must taste and learn from you today!"

Qin Yi was also very happy to see Wu Meng, and introduced with a smile: "Today we are selling intangible cultural heritage foods. Mengmeng, if you draw a blind box, I will treat you to some. Do you remember the first time I had a surge in orders was because of the video you posted? I am very grateful."

When Wu Meng heard that Qin Yi was going to treat her to a meal without charging her money, she immediately scanned the code to pay 100 yuan first, and then went to draw blind boxes.

Qin Yi adorably stomped her feet in the pavilion: "Why is it like this! Then draw a few more!"

Wu Meng ignored Qin Yi and reached into the black box, rummaging around until she pulled out a card that read "Fuchun Tea and Snacks".

"No. 3877 Fuchun Tea House? It is a delicacy that combines flowers, tea art, snacks and dishes. The tea they use combines the flavor of Qingcheng green tea, the color of Lvcheng Kuizhen tea and the fragrance of Zicheng Zhulan tea. It is brewed with Fuzijiang water. The so-called Fuchun tea, which is said to be brewed with water from three cities, is the shop's signature tea."

"This is good! I'll try this tea, which has been passed down for centuries, and my lemon tea to see which tastes better."

Seeing that Wu Meng was unwilling to order more blind boxes, Qin Yi simply brought out Fuchun Dim Sum's signature dishes to the table.

She introduced them one by one: "This teacup contains Fuchun tea, and the other three items are jadeite shumai, thousand-layer oil cake, and three-ingredient buns, all of which are Fuchun Tea House's signature snacks. Why don't you try them and see how they taste?"

Wu Meng knew this was a special favor from Boss Qin, so she simply sat down and enjoyed the food, while also giving Qin Yi a free advertisement, just like before.

"I'll try these jadeite shumai first; they look so tempting!"

The neighbors standing in line next to her had nothing better to do, so they all stared at Wu Meng, waiting for the first customer's real-time feedback.

The jade-green shumai was translucent with a hint of emerald green, and the top of the shumai was a combination of pink and dark green. It was small and exquisite, and it was impossible to tell what it was made of.

"These shumai look much better than mine. Little sister, come and try them and see what they're made of. I'd like to learn how to make them next time."

Wu Meng swallowed a shumai that looked like a small vase in one gulp and carefully savored its flavor.

"Mmm~~~Delicious! It must be made with some kind of green vegetable, somewhat like bok choy, and it also has savory ham for added flavor. The whole shumai is not only refreshing but also fragrant, very classy!"

"Wait a minute? Why isn't there any glutinous rice in this shumai?"

Wu Meng also realized: "Oh right! I didn't even notice until you guys mentioned it, but this jade shumai made with green vegetables is not only beautiful and delicious, but also has a touch of sweetness and freshness. The filling alone is enough to make this place stand out!"

Everyone sighed softly: "I really hope I can draw Fuchun Tea and Snacks later. Girl, you should eat that thousand-layer oil cake. I heard it's as famous as the jadeite shumai."

Responding to everyone's call, Wu Meng grabbed a white diamond-shaped fried cake topped with red and green shreds and put it in her mouth.

Everyone waited for Wu Meng to finish eating, and her satisfied expression made them all envious. They couldn't wait to ask, "How was it, girl? I heard that the thousand-layer oil cake has 64 layers, with sugar and oil interspersed in each layer. Did you get that many layers?"

Wu Meng nodded, swallowed the last bite of the fried cake with lingering relish, and began to talk to everyone.

"The layers are dense, but the texture is soft, sweet and tender. What's amazing is that the flavor of the repeated horizontal stripes between soft and chewy is particularly refreshing! It can be very soft and tender, or very chewy, which must be due to the special changes brought about by the thin, cicada-wing-like layers."

"Waaaaah~~~ Please share a piece with me, sister. I didn't eat dinner tonight, I'm so hungry I can't stand it anymore."

Wu Meng looked up and was shocked to see that a man with slightly graying temples would go to such lengths as calling someone "sister" just for a piece of fried dough!

They'll stop at nothing to get food.

"Brother, you're over sixty! Please don't do this, I can't accept it! Since I was a child, fortune tellers have said that I'm lacking in the five elements, and if I share it with you, I'll be in danger of lacking the five elements!"