Chapter 246 This is already a miracle



Taking the tolerance of the foreigners into consideration, Xie Wan did not add much chili oil, but these three foreigners all trembled all over as if their tongues were electrocuted by something mysterious.

The noodle portion was small.

Just the right amount for them to eat in one bite.

The three foreigners stuck out their tongues and broke out in sweat.

Li Baihe promptly handed each of them a small cup of jasmine tea that had been cooled in advance.

The three of them were now eager to relieve the spiciness, so they took the tea and drank it in one gulp.

What kind of tea is this? It smells so good!

The three wanted to sip the tea, but found that the teacup was empty, so they asked Li Baili for another cup each. This time they drank slowly and tasted that the tea's fragrance was particularly rich.

The British have always liked drinking black tea, a type of tea with a strong aroma.

I also became interested in the tea in my hand.

The taste in their mouths is not that spicy anymore, but chili is an appetizer.

They just finished the bowl of noodles in one bite and only felt the spiciness, but now the aftertaste came back.

When I saw the two remaining bowls of noodles on the table, my saliva naturally began to flow.

The two British men were quicker and picked up the remaining two bowls of noodles and started eating.

But this time, they cherished the few noodles they had more. They divided the original mouthful of noodles into three or four bites before finishing it.

He also drank the remaining soup.

After putting down their bowls, the two British men were still not satisfied, and together with the Belgian, they stared at Xie Wan eagerly, hoping that she would order a few more bowls.

Xie Wan put a little more this time and divided it into ten bowls.

Because there were a few more foreigners in front of the booth.

What everyone was most curious about was the "mysterious oriental seasoning" that Xie Wan carefully took out from under the booth every time.

Some people began to ask Zhang Qiushan.

Zhang Qiushan remained mysterious, pointed at Xie Wan and said, "You should ask the chef."

When Xie Wan ordered chili oil again, he finally introduced it to the foreigners at their request, saying it was a precious condiment from Shu.

“We are from Shu, and this seasoning is a life-saving food passed down by our ancestors in Shu.

Some of you may know that our Shu area is humid and we cannot see the sun for half of the year.

Living in such an environment, it is inevitable to get diseases such as rheumatism.

The ancestors of Shu invented this seasoning, which not only can remove moisture, but also allows us to make any food delicious when food is scarce.

For those of you who have just tasted it, do you feel comfortable all over your body and have the dampness from years of drinking been alleviated a lot?"

The first two British people who ate the noodles felt an indescribable comfort.

Chili peppers can indeed remove moisture, but the effect is definitely not that fast.

They didn't know that they immediately felt the effect because Xie Wan added a little bit of spiritual spring water to the beef bone soup he prepared.

They thought it was all thanks to the "mysterious oriental seasoning" and nodded in appreciation.

London is known as the foggy city, and the humidity is no less than that in Sichuan Province. Two British businessmen saw a business opportunity.

This "mysterious oriental seasoning" is not only delicious, but also has health benefits. It will definitely be a good sell if brought back to the UK.

The two began to ask Xie Wan whether he sold this seasoning.

Let Zhang Qiushan and Li Baili discuss this matter.

Xie Wan and Xu Bing were only responsible for continuing to cook noodles and pretending to be cool.

Old Huang who came to help was also very helpful. He made 20 kilograms of noodles in the morning.

It was almost noon when they closed the stall and the number of people gradually decreased, so Xie Wan and his friends were able to take a break.

The other booths were also closed.

Lao Lu and his colleagues from Shanghai walked up to their booth and said pretentiously, “I’m really exhausted this morning. We signed an order worth more than two million.

I don’t have the energy to go out for dinner now as I still have to discuss business in the afternoon.

Comrades from Sichuan Province, since you are free, can you help us make some noodles to get by?"

Zhang Qiushan stood in front of Lao Lu and said, "Lao Huang and Xiao Wan are tired after a morning of eating. Let's go, I'll treat you. Let's go eat outside the venue."

Another female comrade from Shanghai sneered: "Why are you so tired? How much foreign exchange can you earn by shouting and selling a few bowls of noodles?"

Zhang Qiushan said, "Not much. We only signed orders worth 400,000 or 500,000 yuan for noodles."

At this time, delegations from several other provinces from the mainland also gathered around to watch. They actually also wanted to have a bowl of noodles in Sichuan Province.

After all, food outside is expensive and may not taste good.

People from Sichuan may not be good at other things, but the food they cook is still delicious.

You can save Hong Kong dollars by having a meal here.

At this time, the Hong Kong dollar is also considered foreign exchange.

When Zhang Qiushan said they had signed an order worth four or five hundred thousand, everyone laughed:

"Old Zhang, stop bragging. You can sell noodles for four or five hundred thousand. Don't you think twice before you brag?"

You know, apart from the Shanghai Stock Exchange which signed more than two million orders in the morning, other booths only signed orders of a few hundred thousand.

Sichuan Province has always been a barefoot province. When it said it had signed orders for 400,000 or 500,000 noodles, no one believed it.

Zhang Qiushan took a stack of contracts from Li Baihe and shook them in his hands: "With the contracts here, how can you fake it?"

A representative from Yangcheng pulled Zhang Qiushan's hand, looked at the first contract in his hand, and found that it was real.

"Lao Zhang, these contracts of yours, aren't they all real?"

The commotion here attracted the leaders of the trade delegation.

Because they had no hope for Sichuan Province, the leaders did not come over to take a look at Sichuan Province all morning. Most of the time, they were helping to promote the Shanghai Stock Exchange.

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