The takeout bowls in Qin Yi Rice Noodle Shop look very similar to blue and white porcelain soup bowls.
This is also a takeout box that she designed herself.
Choose the style and model you like.
The system can generate them with a single click.
That really saved me a lot of trouble.
Ordinary shops use transparent PP plastic for their packaging boxes.
Qin Yi used a large kraft paper bowl, which is environmentally friendly but also relatively expensive.
The bowl is also decorated with blue and white porcelain patterns around its perimeter.
Therefore, the packaged rice noodles taste and are presented in a similar way to the ones you eat at the stall.
She can now make up to six bowls of rice noodles at a time.
Ah Ming can carry six portions upstairs in both hands without spilling any.
Lu Zi saw the internet cafe manager delivering takeout upstairs.
After finishing his rice noodles and preparing to return to school, he shamelessly spoke to the petite and beautiful shop owner.
"I'd like a bowl of chicken and mushroom soup like his to take home and share with my roommates, is that okay?"
"Hey! No problem, I'll scoop a bowl for you to take and eat slowly!" Qin Yi said cheerfully.
"Thank you, boss! You're so kind!"
Lu Zi can brag to his roommates when he gets back.
Tonight I not only ate the most expensive and tastiest bowl of noodles I've ever had since I was a child.
I also met a beautiful cook with a lovely voice.
Those burly men picking their toes must be green with envy!
Qin Yi started stir-frying fresh, spicy and sour bamboo shoots again.
Because they were all a batch of rice noodles that were about to be picked up.
So she cooked three large pots of it.
Don't be greedy when trading numbers.
Too many ingredients will prevent the flavors from penetrating properly and also prevent the food from cooling down.
She ensures that her diners get the freshest bamboo shoots from the mountains.
Although the process was a bit tedious, it was worth the price, and she felt happy about it.
One pot after another.
She thoroughly enjoyed herself, but it was tough on Ah Ming, the internet cafe manager, who was waiting nearby.
I was already full.
Why does my saliva start flowing again just from this smell?
Fortunately, he still had the boss's wife providing him with private meals.
After finishing with the noodles ordered by the customers, I'll go eat them right away!
"Whose cooking smells so good in the middle of the night?! I'm so hungry I can't sleep! What a nuisance! Can't you close the window before cooking?!"
Although this is a commercial "degenerate street".
However, there are still some residents in the high-rise buildings.
The aroma had seeped into the internet cafe on the second floor.
Now, as the amount of food being fried increases.
The tangy flavor intensifies.
Qin Yi saw that many residents upstairs had opened their windows.
Peek out and look down.
She put her left hand behind her back and used her right hand to skillfully toss the wok handle.
The more you toss it, the more flavorful it becomes; the more you toss it, the stronger the aroma of the dish becomes.
Ta-da!
Suddenly, a row of motion-sensor lights on the upper floor's stairwell came on.
It added a little light to the originally desolate street corner.
Qin Yi can only make a maximum of six bowls of noodles each time.
Amin made five trips to deliver the previous orders.
Fortunately, there weren't many customers at night.
When he gets busy, he doesn't have time to keep running around.
"Has the boss considered hiring someone to deliver the food? If something happens at the internet cafe, I can't leave my post without permission."
"This is my first time setting up a stall today, and I really hadn't thought about this. If business is good in the future, I'll ask someone to deliver it. Thank you for today."
"I didn't expect this to be your first day setting up a stall. I thought you were some seasoned chef showing off your skills. Haha, I'm rooting for you, little beauty!"
...
In the following hours, some customers from the internet cafe came to dine in.
Some of the diners appeared to be residents from the neighborhood.
We sold some more in succession.
The customers' expressions upon seeing the prices were all pretty much the same.
First, I was shocked—then I looked at the diners eating noodles—hesitatingly took a whiff of the aroma of the meat sauce, and suddenly paid the bill.
Except for the person in front of me who was wearing slippers and pajamas.
A plump woman with disheveled hair, wearing a dark green coat.
Her name is Ma Xiaomei, and she is thirty-six years old.
Her husband works away from home year-round, while she stays at home taking care of her fourth-grade daughter.
The only hobby of the mother and daughter is eating delicious food.
"Mom, I can't sleep. This smells so good, and my tummy is growling."
Ma Xiaomei is no different.
The two were preparing to go to sleep.
I was immediately triggered by a sour and pungent smell.
Then came the rich aroma of chicken soup.
She has a very sensitive nose.
The chicken soup must be very flavorful.
Moreover, it is simmered over low heat for a long time, which is why the aroma is so lingering.
I finally managed to get through the smell and was ready to go to sleep.
But after a while...
The stronger and more intense sour and spicy flavor directly stimulated her taste buds.
Take a deep breath! It's the aroma of stir-fried bamboo shoots with pork in a spicy and sour flavor!
Who cooks such fragrant dishes in the middle of the night?!
That's outrageous!
Ma Xiaomei couldn't help but open the screen window and yell into the air!
Then he looked down at the ground floor.
There's a food cart over there that she's never seen before!
What delicious food is there around here that she doesn't know?
I could recite all the restaurants and street stalls within a two-kilometer radius with my eyes closed.
This place must be new!
Look at that big bowl on the roof of the car; it's not a big bowl of rice, but some kind of noodles or rice noodles.
Ma Xiaomei was also craving it while looking at her child. Neither she nor her daughter could sleep peacefully without eating it!
I have to get up early for work and take the kids to school tomorrow, so I need to get this done quickly.
She grabbed her coat and ran downstairs.
"There's only one bowl left. I'll close up shop once I sell out."
Qin Yi looked at the two customers walking towards her stall and said.
"Give it to me! Give it to me!" Although Ma Xiaomei was fat, she was agile.
He took a step and rushed to Qin Yi.
The little girl behind him, who was a bit far away, didn't react quickly enough and looked regretful.
"Okay, fifty yuan, please scan the code."
"Huh? Fifty? I'm telling you, little sister, are you kidding me!" Ma Xiaomei put her hands on her hips but saw the price tag on the light board.
It really is 50 yuan a bowl...
My phone is charging on the bedside table tonight.
In the rush of getting off, I only had two 20-yuan bills in my coat.
She wondered how expensive two bowls of noodles could be.
Even if all else fails, one bowl should be enough.
Who knew...
"I'm not lying to you, they all bought it at this price." Qin Yi pointed to the customers eating noodles at their seats.
"Yeah, I thought it was expensive at first, but after eating it I realized it's really delicious and worth the price!"
An uncle, while eating with his mouth full of oil, still managed to speak up for Qin Yi.
Ma Xiaomei also wanted to complain about how expensive the boss's prices were and try to lower them.
Hearing others say this made her even more eager to eat.
Then her eyes lit up: "Since you only have one bowl left, sell it to me for 40, and you can close up shop. If it's delicious, I'll bring my friends tomorrow, how about it!"
In fact, Qin Yi herself doesn't care about losing 10 yuan.
But this is a task set by the system.
The price must not change.
Moreover, there are several customers who bought at the original price sitting here. What do people think of that?
Just as the word "no" was about to slip out of her mouth...
"Received 50 yuan via WeChat payment".
"If she doesn't want it, I will. Pack this last one for me."
The younger sister behind Ma Xiaomei just caught a glimpse of the man in front of her reaching into his pocket.
Just two pictures of Guilin's landscape.
It's obvious they didn't bring enough money.
I was secretly thrilled, quickly scanned the code, and successfully snagged a bargain!
"you!!!"
Ma Xiaomei was unsure whether to be angry at the boss or at the girl who picked up the leftovers from her.
He took one last look at the red and green whistles in the bowl, stomped his foot, and stormed off!
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