As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Xi sniffed: "Smell it, doesn't this smell like snail rice noodles?"
Before the apocalypse, this was Rosie's favorite food.
"This aroma is quite authentic." She tugged at Chu Zhe's sleeve: "Come on, let's have a bowl."
Before Chu Zhe could respond, Luo Xi had already run into the small shop: "Boss, two bowls of snail rice noodles, extra spicy and extra stinky."
From the kitchen came the owner's cheerful voice: "Alright, please wait a moment, sir."
But when he saw who it was, his eyes widened in surprise: "Big, big..."
Well, now that he's stopped bragging, he's been recognized. Luo Xi quickly said, "Yes, boss, we want a large bowl."
"Okay, okay, a big bowl, a big bowl!" The boss suddenly realized, and the words he was about to say changed, but his attitude remained respectful, and his eyes followed Luo Xi's figure.
It really is the boss, the real boss, who has come to their shop.
"Old woman, hurry, hurry and go greet the guests." The boss excitedly nudged his wife.
The proprietress recognized Luo Xi and quickly put down what she was doing, leading the two to a relatively quiet spot. Since their shop was small and didn't have any private rooms, this was the best arrangement they could get.
"This humble subject greets the chief." After everyone was seated, she greeted Luo Xi in a low voice.
Luo Xi asked in surprise, "You know me?"
"Yes!" The proprietress nodded emphatically. "My old man had the honor of seeing you once at the entrance of the government office, and..."
She said excitedly, "You may not remember, but we've met before. I have a grandson named Gou Dan, and you even asked us for directions."
Asking for directions?
Oh, Rosie remembered: "You were the couple who gave me a wood-chopping knife."
Because he had waited at the intersection for so long, Rosie still has a deep impression of it.
"Yes, yes, yes, boss, you still remember us?" The proprietress's eyes lit up with excitement, and her hands trembled.
When her husband told her that the head of the household was the young woman who had asked for directions years ago, she was stunned.
"This humble one thanks the chief for his help back then. If it weren't for the money and food you gave us, how could my family have survived until now?"
She was about to kneel down when Luo Xi grabbed her arm.
“That’s all in the past, Auntie, you don’t need to be so polite.”
"Besides, that was just the money for the knife."
Why spend so much money on a knife? My aunt knows what she's doing.
"Yes, the old woman is right." At that moment, the owner came over with a bowl of snail rice noodles.
Good heavens, this huge bowl...
Luo Xi rubbed her forehead; it was bigger than her head.
"Old man, you're too honest."
The boss chuckled and gestured, "Please have some, please have some!"
Luo Xi knew that this was made especially for her and Chu Zhe.
She wasn't pretentious at all; she picked up her chopsticks and started slurping noodles. She just needed to save some money for herself, since she had plenty in her online space anyway.
"Hmm, boss, the food is pretty good, very authentic." Luo Xi gave the boss a thumbs up.
Upon hearing this, the elderly couple's eyes seemed to be filled with the entire galaxy.
After they finished eating, Rose chatted with them for a while before leaving.
"I never expected the boss to eat at a place like ours," the proprietress remarked, watching Luo Xi's retreating figure.
In her mind, those officials would look down on small stalls like theirs.
The boss patted his wife on the shoulder: "The boss is different from everyone else. Otherwise, which other woman can be as capable as her?"
"That's true," the proprietress nodded.
At this moment, a man who looked like a businessman asked curiously, "Boss, who is that young lady? Why are you all so enthusiastic towards her?"
The boss chuckled and said, "Ah, a kind person who helped us before."
After just one sentence, the topic was changed: "Boss Zhou, you've been in Fucheng for so long, haven't you finished ordering your goods yet?"
Zhou Zhi's eyes flashed, and he sighed, "Everything else is almost settled, but there are still two things that haven't been decided yet. Sigh, I don't know how I'm going to explain this to my employer when I get back."
The snail rice noodle shop owner was surprised: "Brother Zhou, in our Nanyue County, are there things you can't buy or goods you can't get?"
He enthusiastically introduced to people: "I'm not bragging, but since the head of the household moved in, Nanyue County has had everything you could want."
"Grain is cheap and the grains are plump. Books are all made of paper, so bamboo slips are no longer needed. Nowadays, there are all kinds of food and fabrics. Many merchants like you have already made a fortune."
"I wonder which two kinds of goods Brother Zhou is missing?"
Zhou Zhi just smiled and then lowered his head to eat.
The boss didn't take it seriously.
On the other side, several mansions were stunned when they suddenly received snacks from Luo Xi.
However, they soon understood, especially Rong Bai and Jiu Xian, the two who ate the most Luo Xi snacks. They heard that the leader was out of stock.
Rong Bai touched his nose: There's nothing we can do about it. Who can blame us when the boss's snacks are the best?
Whether it was her own stock or the food Mr. Chu made fresh, it was all delicious.
As for Jiuxian, he didn't even lift his eyelids. He opened the snacks that were delivered and stuffed them into his mouth, making Qinglong's eyelids twitch. He felt that his master would definitely fall for food one day.
Yin Li and Le Zhengfeiyuan have been in the military camp recently, and their families sent the package to them after receiving it.
Yin Li was both amused and exasperated: "It seems I'll have to stop eating her snacks when I go to the Boss's study from now on."
Unable to resist, Yue Zhengfei ate quite a bit, and the tips of his ears secretly turned red.
After a moment, he remembered something and said, "It seems the boss already knows that everyone is selling things under her name?"
Yin Li paused, holding the document. "I was going to report this to the chief, but then I thought it wouldn't be a big deal, so I didn't."
He picked up a pancake, looked at it, and chuckled, "Looks like the boss didn't care either."
Whether Luo Xi cared or not was hard to say, because the next day, she went shopping again, this time alone, without anyone else.
The vendors were initially worried that she would settle accounts, but after a while, seeing that Luo Xi hadn't made any move, they became bolder and started shouting again.
The owner of the jianbing (Chinese crepe) stall rubbed his hands together and came over: "Excuse me, sir, could you help me take a look and see if there's anything wrong with this crepe?"
His ears turned red, but he still dared to stare at Rose.
Grandpa, your grandson has made something of himself! He dares to talk to the head of the household now.
Loxi: "..."
This means they now know her identity.
Seeing his fanboy-like expression, Luo Xi coughed lightly and walked over.
"You were quite confident yesterday, what's wrong? You're all down today?"
"Hahaha—" Laughter suddenly rang out from the surrounding area, as other vendors gathered around to watch the spectacle.
"Hey, sir, this kid's just quick-witted, but his cooking skills aren't actually that great," the potato vendor teased him, seizing the opportunity.
The jianbing vendor scratched his forehead sheepishly: "Sir, well... hehe!"
He stared blankly at the pancakes he had just made.
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