11:30 PM.
Qin Yi then drove her tricycle home.
Wu Meng, who sells lemon tea, is waiting for the small peak in customer traffic around noon.
At that time, customers from other nightclubs may come to the internet cafe for an overnight stay.
Some residents play until midnight before going home.
Those who always set up stalls nearby know they can't miss the peak traffic at midnight.
Why did the exorbitantly priced rice noodles next door sell out so early?
Wu Meng thought to herself.
The shop owner probably knows his stuff is expensive and keeps very little stock; he's just testing the waters first.
Qin Yi returned home.
I took a shower first.
Then apply a red wine petal mask.
He leaned back on the sofa, his face upturned, and closed his eyes in thought.
We sold 60 bowls today and received a total of 3,000 yuan.
The purchase cost over a thousand yuan.
Excluding labor and facility costs, the gross profit is around 1,500 yuan.
If we factor in labor and equipment costs, we still need to work harder.
Qin Yi didn't dare to prepare too much stock for her first time setting up a stall.
But business was better than she had expected, so it seemed that customers were satisfied with her cooking.
The number of tasks in the first stage is 1000.
At this rate, it'll take another ten days or so to sell them all?
That's too slow; she needs to think of a way to speed things up.
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Meanwhile, Lu Ziyi rushed back to his dormitory at Nan University in the last five minutes before lights out.
Their dormitory is a standard six-person room.
After washing up, everyone lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
"Um?"
Someone took a deep breath.
"What is emitting such a captivating fragrance that keeps me awake at night?"
Lu Ziyi's bunkmate has recently become obsessed with ancient romance novels, and his way of speaking has become quite strange.
"Damn, I smelled it too! Who's been hoarding food for themselves? Confess!"
"It wasn't me!"
"It wasn't me..."
"Okay, stop asking! It's my chicken and mushroom soup! I was planning to take it to the cafeteria tomorrow to heat it up before eating it," Lu Ziyi reluctantly admitted.
"It's inside his desk! I saw it!"
Some people were quick-witted and nimble, jumping out of bed, grabbing their lunchboxes, opening them, and eating...
"Wow! The soup is so fresh and still warm! It's absolutely delicious! It's worlds apart from the watered-down cauliflower soup in the cafeteria."
The first student to try it exclaimed with genuine admiration.
"It's so delicious! Let us have some too!"
The other students were originally curled up in their blankets and didn't want to move.
Hearing people say that makes me feel like I haven't been cheated.
They all got out of bed.
The other five brothers in the dormitory.
You take a bite of mushroom, I take a bite of meat.
I used my phone's flashlight to finish all of Lu Ziyi's chicken soup for the soul.
"That was chicken soup the boss gave me! You bunch of pigs!" he growled indignantly.
"Bro! This food is amazing! Where did you order it from? I want to order some tomorrow too!"
"Pah! I didn't order this for you. This was a gift from the rice noodle shop owner downstairs from the internet cafe, it's not for sale!"
"Since it's made by the rice noodle shop owner, the rice noodles must be pretty good. Let's go eat together tomorrow."
The guy in the upper bunk is really smart.
"Not only is it good, but the rice noodles are absolutely amazing. Today I had a bowl of fresh bamboo shoot rice noodles. The bamboo shoots were crisp and tender, and they had a slightly sour and spicy flavor that was really refreshing. The soup base of the rice noodles tasted just like the chicken you drink. You slurp up a mouthful of rice noodles and then a mouthful of bamboo shoot. Ah, it was just perfect."
In the darkness, I seemed to hear someone swallowing hard.
These guys are so ungrateful for eating his food, shouldn't we let them crave it for a while?
"And not only is the food delicious, but the owner is also young, beautiful, and has a gentle voice."
Lu Ziyi said, shaking his leg on the bed.
"Dude, stop shaking. Can't we go earlier tomorrow?" The guy in the upper bunk stopped pretending.
"The important thing is the rice noodles, which cost fifty yuan a bowl. Are you guys going to eat there too?"
"If it's really as delicious as you say, then there must be a reason why it's expensive. Fifty or a hundred yuan isn't an exorbitant price; we can afford it."
College students are quite receptive to new things.
They're willing to buy even if it's expensive, as long as they feel it's worth it.
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Qin Yi bought Erjingtiao peppers, organic black pork, duck eggs, and some side dishes for rice noodles at the morning market today.
I didn't prepare any ingredients for stock today.
It's because she's preparing to make a noodle dish without soup.
This is a flavorful stir-fried rice noodle dish from Changde, Hunan, from my previous life.
Unlike common noodle soups.
The so-called "stir-frying" involves quickly stir-frying the ingredients over high heat and then "arranging" them on top of the cooked rice noodles. Freshly stir-fried side dishes with a wok-fried aroma are then poured over the noodles, and the noodles are mixed with the sauce from the side dishes before eating.
Qin Yi wasn't idle during the day either.
She spent a long time in the kitchen of her apartment researching how to cook duck eggs.
After failing twice, she became more and more skilled.
I only stopped and took a short nap once I was able to produce a stable output.
Night fell.
After watching an episode of a variety show.
I arrived at Fuchun Street on time on my big bowl rice noodle cart.
I won't arrive early, nor will I be late.
This is an excellent quality of a working person.
"Hi, good evening, beautiful~" Qin Yi greeted the lemonade girl next door casually.
Wu Meng's eyes lit up when she saw Qin Yi!
He had a look on his face that said, "You've finally arrived."
Qin Yi was puzzled: "?"
Wu Meng quickly gave her a wink.
There were two people in front of the lemonade stand who turned around when they heard the noise.
A primary school student with a ponytail and wearing a school uniform, and a...
Isn't this the older sister who complained about the price of her rice noodles last night?
Ma Xiaomei's face was extremely sour at that moment; she had originally planned not to cook dinner today.
I took my daughter downstairs to eat the rice noodles we missed yesterday.
This is how foodies feel.
You'll always miss something you haven't eaten, and you won't be satisfied until you find a chance to eat it.
She didn't sleep well last night, thinking that she must buy that bowl of spicy and sour bamboo shoot rice noodles today.
She wanted to see just how delicious it was.
So she brought her child over as soon as her daughter got out of school.
The lemon tea vendor starts setting up his stall at six o'clock.
I came to work almost as soon as the night market was allowed to open.
She thought it was like a rice noodle shop.
Every business on this street opens early.
We can sell more to make more money.
The mother and daughter each ordered a lemon tea.
I sat at Wu Meng's stall and waited... for two hours.
I originally bought lemon tea to eat with rice noodles.
Unfortunately, they were so hungry while waiting that they drank it all.
Ma Xiaomei was getting impatient around 7 o'clock.
Only then did he set aside his pride and ask Wu Meng, "Where did the rice noodle seller from yesterday go? When will she be back?"
Wu Meng recognized the woman as a resident of the neighborhood who often bought food at the night market.
It seems I had a disagreement with the rice noodle shop owner last night over money.
Why are you waiting here for food today?
She didn't understand, but was too embarrassed to ask further.
He said, "I think I arrived around 8 o'clock last night, and I guess it'll be the same today."
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