Shui Xingqi watched silently, not knowing what Ye Qianning was up to.

These people have enough food to eat, they just want to stay cool. Why should we share the noodles with them?

The old man finished a bowl of noodles, feeling satisfied, and leaned towards Ye Qianning: "Little girl, you are also going to the black market to buy the Yin and Yang Xiangsheng."

"Um."

"Yin Yi Xiang Sheng is a good thing. Look, these people are trying to snatch it from you. Why do you still want to share it with them?" The old man was curious.

Ye Qianning did not answer, but leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.

The old man stroked his beard, his eyes full of suspicion.

Xiang Minghou glanced at the old man coldly, as if with some warning in his eyes.

The old man paused stroking his beard, then narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Luo Wen boiled some water, placed the noodles in the bundle into the other person's bowl, added seasoning and poured boiling water over it, and told him to let it simmer for a while before eating. Then, the next person...

This unique way of eating is amazing.

The people who received the noodles walked towards Ye Qianning and his group tacitly, and sat five or six meters away from them, putting their bowls on the ground and enjoying the rare coolness.

Soon the area was packed with people. Some people who had been quiet started talking again with an exclamation.

“This noodle is really edible.”

"It tastes really good... Tsk tsk, it's even better than the most famous noodle shop in Dongwei Capital."

"Really?"

Some people who soaked the noodles took a tentative bite and found the taste to be absolutely amazing.

This made those who were originally pessimistic start to look forward to it.

The aroma is so tempting.

There was a lot of noise and discussion. Lin Hui's stomach had been rumbling for a long time. She looked at the almost burnt roast chicken in her hand and had no idea where to start.

This was the follower's first time roasting a chicken. The weather was hot, the firewood was dry, and the flames were too big. People didn't dare get too close to the burning chicken, so the roasted chicken was probably inedible.

"I told you to eat just now, but you didn't listen. Look at all the people who have eaten."

"Sister Yin, I'm not hungry." Lin Hui had just said this when her stomach growled.

The woman sighed and was about to get up.

"Sister Yin, don't go. I really don't want to eat it." Lin Hui grabbed her first and said, "You know, I never eat anything given to me by others."

The woman seemed to have thought of something when she heard this. She sighed again, sat down, turned around, and took out a piece of bread from her bag. "This is the last one. Eat it. We'll have food when we get to Bermuda."

"Um."

Lin Hui took it, broke the dry and hard biscuit and ate it in small bites.

Luo Wen's bag of noodles was also empty. About a hundred pieces of noodles were gone in half an hour. Those who didn't get any could only watch helplessly.

But there's nothing I can do.

People travel by horse, not carriage, so it's good enough that they can distribute the food.

Those who didn't get any noodles carried their own dry food and walked towards that direction.

"Don't you see how many of you there are? There must be tens of thousands of people along the way. Everyone wants to cool down, so you're going to squeeze people into this mess." The old man sat down quietly for a while, and in a blink of an eye, the whole venue was full of people.

Seeing that everyone was still gathering here, I couldn't help but speak out.

Some people who were blocked tilted their heads to look, but there was nothing they could do.

"We're too hot to bear it."

“I wonder what they use to avoid the heat?”

"Can you tell me something?"

"That's right. Can you tell me what makes the surroundings so cool?"