The person with a sharp nose smelled the foul odor coming from the car and quickly covered their nose.

"DouDou, where are you going with that cart? Why does it smell so bad?" Aunt Zhao asked, sniffing the air.

Yuan Doudou said with a smile, "I'm going to set up a stall in town to sell snail rice noodles. What you smell is the aroma of snail soup."

Snails have a strong earthy smell, and cooking them often amplifies this smell, making them taste a bit pungent.

"Luosifen? Never even heard of it. It smells so bad, would anyone eat it? I think you'd better not bother." Aunt Zhao was straightforward and said what she meant; she was only thinking of Yuan Doudou.

Yuan Doudou smiled without saying a word. This thing is an extreme, just like durian. People who like it can't stand not eating it for a day, while people who don't like it will stay as far away as possible from the smell.

"What is that? It smells strangely fragrant." Li Daming was waiting for a car by the roadside when he inhaled a fragrance that seemed to hit the top of his head.

"Would you like a serving of snail rice noodles?" The mobile food cart sells its wares wherever it goes.

Li Daming's mouth watered; he was filled with curiosity about food he had never eaten before.

"How much?" Li Daming asked eagerly. "If it's not expensive, I'll take one."

Yuan Doudou didn't stand on ceremony. She was a businesswoman, and even if they lived in the same village, she still had to collect her money.

"Ten coins per serving." Yuan Doudou had set the price at home, neither too high nor too low.

Li Daming felt that it exceeded his expectations, but he was also eager to try it.

"DouDou, do you think you can lower the price a bit?" Li Daming, a man in his thirties, was still a little embarrassed when it came to bargaining.

Yuan Doudou considered that this was a new thing and needed someone to promote it, and obviously, Li Daming was the right person to do it.

"I can give you a discount; you can have a free serving of noodles after you finish your meal, how about that?"

Li Daming was unsure: "Does it mean buy one get one free?"

Yuan Doudou smiled and nodded, "Yes, if you want it, I'll cook it right now."

Li Daming hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, give me one."

Yuan Doudou lit the firewood in the stove to heat the broth. Once heated, she poured it into a bamboo tube, added the prepared rice noodles, and sprinkled some pickled cowpeas, shredded mustard greens, shredded wood ear mushrooms, and peanuts.

Can you eat spicy food?

"I can eat it." He's someone who can't live without spicy food.

Judging from his tone and expression, she guessed that Li Daming was someone who could handle very spicy food, so she added an extra spoonful of chili oil.

"Okay, here you go."

Li Daming took the bamboo bowl and was in a great mood. He had spent ten coins to eat something and got a bowl for free. It was really good.

"Huh, why is there an extra egg?" He didn't want an egg.

Yuan Doudou patiently explained, "You are my first customer today, so I'll give you a free fried egg."

People waiting for the bus nearby saw this and couldn't help but crowd around.

"I'm so sorry."

Li Daming apologized, but then devoured the fried egg in three big bites.

"Brother, how is it? Is it good?" Zhao Dali and Li Daming are about the same age and usually call each other "brother".

Li Daming praised, "Delicious! This is the first time I've ever had eggs prepared this way."

After finishing the fried egg that had soaked up the broth, Li Daming picked up a large piece of rice noodles, which was crystal clear and very tempting.

"Swoosh." A gust of wind was sucked in.

The rice noodles are chewy and smooth, even better than the potato noodles they usually eat. Most importantly, they are soaked in the broth, leaving a lingering aftertaste.

Zhao Dali couldn't wait: "Brother, let me have a taste."

"No, buy your own if you want to eat." Even brothers can't help when faced with delicious food.

Zhao Dali was short of money and could only swallow his saliva in vain.

Yuan Doudou pretended not to see it. That's just how it is; if you want to eat, you have to pay for it. You can't just eat for free.

Li Daming ate very quickly, finishing the bowl of noodles completely and drinking all the broth.

"Give me another serving," Li Daming said, handing over the bamboo bowl without ceremony.

Yuan Doudou quickly filled his bowl, saying, "Please help me promote this place, brother."

It's not like I'm giving it to you for nothing.

Li Daming knew what was going on. He carried his bamboo bowl into the group of people and deliberately ate slowly and with great enjoyment, trying to tempt them.

Soon, some people couldn't resist the temptation and went to the food truck to buy a serving.

"Give me one too." It's only ten coins; if it runs out, I'll just suffer.

"I want one too."

Three or four people ordered it together, and luckily it was pre-made, so it was quick to prepare.

Over the next few days, people gradually squatted by the roadside, each with a bamboo bowl in hand, enjoying the delicious and sweet food.

"I never expected snail rice noodles to be so delicious. They didn't smell that good to me just now."

"It smells bad but tastes good."

"I've eaten stinky mandarin fish before, which is even stinkier than this, but it has a unique flavor."

The row of men were all grown men, and none of them felt satisfied after finishing their meal.

They also wanted to gain more followers, but were too embarrassed to ask.

"Everyone, if you need more powder, it will only cost an extra two coins." She lowered the discount to the minimum.

"Two coins, that's a great deal." Someone paid two coins and added a bowl of noodles.

"Add one for me too."

"I want one too."

Yuan Doudou had just finished a busy period when the carriage arrived at the station.

When the driver saw it was her, he got out of the carriage and asked, "Are you taking the food cart to town?"

Yuan Doudou admired him; he could think of it without being told. She took out a leather rope from the carriage, tied one end to the carriage, and the other end to the dining car.

"I'll slow down later. You sit in the back and keep an eye on things. If anything happens, just shout," the driver instructed.

Yuan Doudou nodded gratefully. She and Anji sat on the outer side of the carriage, where they could see more clearly.

The carriage traveled smoothly throughout the journey, and the passengers were understanding of the inconvenience of pulling a food cart, with no one complaining that the carriage was slower than usual.

"Young lady, you've had it tough, having to run a stall while also taking care of your child," an older woman remarked with emotion.

Yuan Doudou smiled radiantly, "It wasn't difficult at all, the child is very well-behaved."

He never causes trouble when I take him out; in fact, he can help me with chores.

"He looks so well-behaved. If it were my grandson, he would have been clamoring to get off the bus long ago." She doesn't dare bring her child to town because he's too noisy.

Yuan Doudou smiled and said, "Children all have different personalities, and your child is even more unique."

The woman smiled and said, "He's just too naughty."

They chatted all the way, praising each other's children. When they arrived in town, she took Anji out of the car first, and the driver helped untie the rope.

"Here's the fare." Yuan Doudou gave him fifteen coins.

The driver only took ten, and returned the rest to Yuan Doudou.

"You don't need to pay extra to ride in my car from now on." The driver turned and went about his business, not waiting for Yuan Doudou to say thank you.

Anji whispered in his mother's ear, "Mommy, that grandpa is a good person."

Yuan Doudou nodded in agreement.

"Anji, what kind of person do you want to be when you grow up?" Yuan Doudou asked earnestly.

Angie braced himself on the food cart with both hands and helped Yuan Doudou push it.

Without hesitation, Angie replied, "I want to be a chivalrous hero, someone who helps those in need."