"This can't be some kind of divine treasure, can it?" Madam Qian exclaimed in disbelief. The noodles smelled amazing!
"Dad, can you make a New Year's Eve dish like this?"
Qian Fugui thought for a moment and said, "We can give it a try, but I'm not very confident."
Following Qian Manman's instructions, Qian Fugui selected highly elastic flour to make thin noodles, which were then boiled and dried. He shaped them into round pancakes in a bowl, fried them thoroughly in oil, and then removed them from the oil.
I put various spices, scallions, ginger, and minced meat into the oil to make a fragrant meat sauce. I specially went to the grocery store to buy pepper, which is rarely sold, and ground it into powder with various spices and salt to make a spice packet.
"Although the noodles weren't chewy enough and the taste was a little different, it was still pretty good."
Qian Fugui was very satisfied. Even though it couldn't compare to the instant noodles that Manman had brought out, the taste was definitely not bad.
“This kind of noodle has a long shelf life, making it very convenient for people traveling long distances.” Qian Manman frowned slightly and asked, “How will the price be set?”
After some discussion, the family decided to sell a bowl of noodles for six copper coins. After all, a steamed bun cost two copper coins, and a regular bowl of noodles only cost four copper coins, so six copper coins was not cheap.
The old house had an oxcart, which was shared by all three families. It wasn't needed except during busy farming seasons, so Qian Fugui simply brought it over.
The town's market day is held on the 3rd, 6th, and 9th of each month. People from all around set off before dawn, and Qian Fugui's family is even earlier, setting off in their horse-drawn carriage before midnight.
"Father, Mother, let's cook some noodles too!"
"Look at my brain! Peach Blossom, bring four bowls!"
As Qian Fugui spoke, he cooked four flatbreads, put sauce and seasoning powder in a bowl, and poured a spoonful of hot soup on top, instantly making it smell delicious.
The vendors who set up stalls around the area could hardly resist such a temptation, and soon a crowd gathered around.
"Brother, what kind of food are you selling? Why does it smell even better than my braised meat?"
The short, stout man selling braised meat across the street glanced into the pot as he spoke, but there was only a pot of clear broth.
"Brother, we sell noodles." Qian Fugui lifted the lid of the noodle pancake in the basket and said, "Want a bowl?"
"Hurry up and cook a bowl to try!" The short, stout man didn't even ask about the price. Seeing the chairs and benches prepared behind him, he hurriedly ran over.
When the stall opened, those who had been hesitant began to ask about the price, and even though it was two copper coins more expensive than other noodle shops, they all ordered a bowl.
"Boss, another bowl, please!"
"Okay~" Qian Manman took the empty bowl and replied loudly, "Another bowl of spicy beef noodles, please~"
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