She must seize this opportunity!
Her mind raced, and she suddenly wrote this line on the small whiteboard.
[Xia Chujian]: If I say that I don’t know where my home is, I don’t know where my aunt has gone, and I can’t find my way home, would you believe it?
Qin Wanglan suddenly raised his head, his eyes narrowed into slits, his fists clenched tighter, and the stiffness of his entire body became more pronounced, as if he had instantly turned into a stone pillar...
Xia Chujian also stared at Qin Wanglan closely, watching his every move, afraid of missing a single detail!
But Qin Wanglan's loss of composure only lasted for a moment.
He obviously recovered quickly, looked at Xia Chujian, smiled slightly, and said, "Such an unbelievable thing, do you think I would believe it?"
After saying that, he turned and left without stopping at all.
Xia Chujian curled her lips and watched him enter the mechanical military vehicle.
The car door closed, as if shutting out the whole world.
Only then did the diners waiting nearby dare to come over and ask her questions chatteringly.
"Boss Hua! Are you still selling fried dough sticks tomorrow?!"
"We'll buy it! Even for a single Iron Coin!"
"Boss Hua, you're not really going to set the price higher than one Iron Coin in the future, are you?!"
"Boss Hua, you can't do a one-time deal! We have to work on it over the long term, right?"
…
Everyone was talking at once, but they all had one central thought: they hoped she could continue to sell youtiao at the price of one Tiejuan coin!
Xia Chujian withdrew his gaze, smiled and nodded at these people, then began to clean up the oil pan.
These oils have only been used once and they still look clear and transparent.
She couldn't bear to throw it away and planned to keep it and cook for herself.
As for the fried dough sticks, she didn't want to fry them for the time being.
The scent, the effect, was so good that it frightened her.
Because that’s a taste that even my aunt can’t make…
After she had packed up the shop, she saw some diners still lingering in front of her door.
Xia Chujian took out a small whiteboard and wrote on it: "The dough for frying dough sticks this time came from the Royal City Legion Command Center. Without their special dough, I can't fry such delicious dough sticks."
She said this just to make these people give up and not want to continue selling fried dough sticks.
Unexpectedly, the diners looked as if they had suddenly understood something.
"So they're from the Royal City Legion Command Center!"
"No wonder!"
"Those people in the Royal City Legion, the food they eat isn't produced in our Kingdom of Devotion!"
"I heard they're all shipped in from far away, and we can't even buy them here!"
"Oh my! So, one Iron Coin is really a fair price!"
"I'm such a loser! I once had a chance to eat the same kind of food that the senior officers of the Royal City Legion ate for just one Iron Coin, but I gave it up!"
"If I could have another chance like this, I would buy ten!"
Xia Chujian listened carefully and became even more puzzled.
So the origin of "fried noodles" is so precious?
When I get the chance, I must ask Qin Wanglan.
Xia Chujian thought so, but she felt that there were not many opportunities to talk to Qin Wanglan.
Because he seldom came to her food shop, although he had ordered food, mechanical guards were sent to pick up the food every day.
Just when Xia Chujian was racking her brains to get in touch with Qin Wanglan more, she found that she didn't need to find opportunities herself.
Because in the next few days, Qin Wanglan came to pick up the food himself every day.
He always came at the right time, waiting until all the other people who came to pick up their food had left before coming to talk to Xia Chujian.
Xia Chujian had to respond using a small whiteboard every time, which was extremely painful.
For a moment, she thought that pretending to be mute was a bad idea.
Communication would be much easier if we could speak.
But on second thought, even if communication is convenient, it will make others alert and defensive, and there won't be so many heartfelt words.
For example, now, Xia Chujian felt that if she had not given the commander Qin a weak and "mute" character at the beginning, he might have suspected her and arrested her long ago.
Xia Chujian could never forget the first time she met Qin Wanglan in front of Lao Mo's butcher shop.
His scrutinizing eyes still haunt her to this day.
Xia Chujian continued to use the small whiteboard and talked to Qin Wanglan in a casual manner.
Gradually, Qin Wanglan's words revolved around Xia Chujian's "aunt" - Hua Yixin.
On the third day of picking up the food in person, Qin Wanglan asked casually, "Xiao Xin, your aunt's best skill isn't cooking, but experimenting, right?"
Xia Chujian had been extremely alert for a long time. When she heard Qin Wanglan finally ask this question, she immediately looked surprised, her eyes wide open. She glanced at Qin Wanglan, then lowered her head and quickly wrote on the small whiteboard.
Xia Chujian: Commander Qin, what did you say?! I don't understand!
She deliberately showed a look of shock and fear and denied it flatly.
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