Qin Yi rushed to Zi Ning Night Market.
I found a secluded corner to park the car.
After searching around, I finally spotted the sign for Yi Da Wan Noodles cart across the street.
A long queue formed behind the rice noodle cart, completely obscuring the tricycle next to Tian Rong.
Qin Yi couldn't see the vendors behind her; she only saw Tian Rong cook noodles for a while, then turn her head to argue with the man for a few words.
Their faces turned red from arguing; it was clear they hadn't won.
Qin Yi squeezed forward through the gap between the two long lines.
At this moment, a pedestrian in the queue tugged at her sleeve: "Why aren't you queuing? Don't you have any manners?"
"I know the landlady; I need to see her."
After finally squeezing almost to the front, little did I know that this stretch of road would be the most intense part of the battle.
"How could anyone skip dinner to queue up for rice noodles?"
"How could anyone like to eat soft and chewy food? Everything is soft and chewy, even leather shoes are soft and chewy, and my feet are soft and chewy too!"
"Rice noodles are just dirty carbs, a carb bomb. I don't know how long I'll have to do aerobics to counteract the effects of eating them."
"Sticky rice balls are the most delicious thing in the world! I love their chewy and sticky texture. You can't talk about ice with a summer insect!"
"Rice noodles are refined carbohydrates, not dirty carbohydrates! I'm speaking up for rice noodles! Our Zicheng is the number one region in rice noodle sales among the colorful cities, and we rank second in the rate of thin people. Don't blame carbohydrates if you're overweight; you can only eat what you eat!"
"Stop arguing! Aren't there any other couples in our group who enjoy Christmas and New Year's? I love both!"
However, the sound was too faint and was immediately drowned out by the noise of the crowd.
"You insist on doing business right next to me in such a spacious night market. I already told you my friend would be here soon, and you still have the nerve to do that."
"You didn't build this road, so why can't I be here? There are lots of people here, and business is good. Whoever gets here first gets to claim their share!"
"You have a dessert stall, set up next to a rice noodle stall, and you don't even mind being greasy? If you set up here for one night, I'll turn you from a little white rabbit into a little squirrel!"
Cheng Yingtao tossed out a large glutinous rice ball.
He immediately fell into the large bowl on top of the rice noodle stall. "I've wanted to throw myself into this bowl for a long time."
A major battle was about to break out. Cheng Yingtao held a stirring stick, while Tian Rong held a scoop of noodles. They were both collecting money, doing business, and intimidating each other at the same time.
...
I finally managed to squeeze into the front row.
Qin Yi: "Are you two performing a two-person folk song?"
At first, some customers were indignant and spoke up for the boss, but later they all became spectators.
"These two bosses are just here to make a fool of themselves. I even suspect they're in cahoots. Look at the weapons they're waving; they haven't even crossed the center line."
"elder sister!"
"elder sister!"
The two spoke in unison.
"Why are you calling my master 'sister'!"
"Why are you calling Sister Qin 'Master'?! Who are you?!"
Qin Yi: "Sigh, they're all my sisters!"
"Sister, just how many good sisters do you have?!"
Qin Yi: "For now, it's just the two of you. Who knows what will happen in the future?"
Qin Yi felt a pang of embarrassment after saying that, so she immediately became serious and said, "We are all business partners. This little girl is named Tian Rong, and this girl with the watermelon-shaped haircut is named Cheng Yingtao."
"From now on, let's work hard together and make money together!"
Upon hearing her sister's words, Tian Rong and Cheng Yingtao immediately put on smiling faces.
"Hey, hello Cherry! I was rude just now."
"Sister Rong, please don't say that. It was my abrupt act of throwing the dumpling into your signboard."
"Boss, are you even doing business anymore? We don't have time to watch you sisters being all lovey-dovey, at least a fight would be more interesting!"
"I'm not fighting anymore! You absolutely have to try the glutinous rice balls from the dessert shop next door! My master's creations are guaranteed to be delicious!" Tian Rong strongly recommended to the customers queuing up next to her.
"After buying the sweet soup, you can also have a bowl of rice noodles. It would be perfect to have something sweet and something savory," Cheng Yingtao chimed in.
Seeing that the two were alright, Qin Yi greeted them and went back to her stall to prepare to set up her business.
"I told you they were in cahoots! These days, even business owners have to be good actors to run a business! It's so cunning!"
...
Qin Yi arrived at her rainbow car.
Standing in the carriage, I looked out over the entire nighttime city.
The street is wide and has many snack stalls, with the occasional stall selling hair accessories and mobile phone screen protectors.
The streets were almost full of passersby looking for food.
About half of the customers were drawn away by the two pretty girls.
We need to find a way to attract some customers.
Qin Yi brought out a colorful blind box light board.
The neon signs flashed, and familiar advertising slogans began to play.
She did not choose to delete the voice pack today.
Anyway, it's the last day, so let's just accept the embarrassment.
"A colorful blind box lunchbox for 100 yuan, a thousand delicious dishes are waiting for you to draw. If you're lucky, you'll get two dishes; if you're even luckier, you'll get three. Food bloggers show off their skills on the street..."
Accompanied by the system's beautiful and pleasant AI female voice, Qin Yi returned to the kitchen to cook dinner for herself.
If you don't want anything too complicated, just make yourself a simple Dongpo pork dish.
Utilizing the system's cutting-edge accelerator, coupled with carefully selected recipes.
The moment the dish was prepared, its aroma wafted through the air from the exhaust fan on the car roof, reaching the very air of everyone on the street.
"My sister is making Dongpo pork!" Tian Rong licked her lips and said to Cheng Yingtao, "Let's go eat together after we're done!"
Cheng Yingtao nodded quickly. She hadn't had Sister Qin's cooking for many days, and she was craving it so much!
Qin Yi brought out her dinner and sat down by the roadside to start eating.
A steamed bun bigger than a face is broken in half and stuffed with a piece of tender, bright red Dongpo pork.
Clamp it up, take a big bite, and the inside of the white and tender steamed bun is filled with meat juice.
The fatty meat melts in your mouth, rich yet not greasy, while the lean meat is infused with the aroma of Shaoxing wine.
Chewing pork belly along with steamed buns is a treat for pork belly lovers.
Qin Yi ate with gusto, completely unaware that a sharp, eagle-like gaze was fixed on her.
"The fragrance is coming from that car, let's go buy it!"
Many foodies were rushing toward the Rainbow Car on Zining Street, but they stopped after seeing one person.
They all chose to stay where they were, wanting to go forward but not daring to.
I had no choice but to wait for "that person" to finish buying before I could make my own purchase.
Immersed in the aroma of meat, Qin Yi was completely unaware that someone was standing behind her.
"How much is Dongpo pork?" a hoarse male voice asked.
"This is my dinner, it's not for sale." Qin Yi spoke faster than she acted, biting into her steamed bun and turning to look at the source of the voice behind her.
She regretted it after seeing it; she shouldn't have turned around.
Nine men dressed in black suits, black shirts, and black ties stood behind her.
The man speaking at the front had a brown scar on his brow bone, and his eyebrow was split in two, making him a broken eyebrow.
It would be naive to not recognize who they are after seeing these.
Oh no, she also said she wouldn't be selling dinner.
Brother Broken Eyebrows had already placed his hand on the table.
Qin Yi seemed to feel a cold aura pressing down on her back.
Is this a prelude to flipping the table at any moment?
You should admit defeat when necessary.
"Actually, it's not impossible..."
Please.
"Huh?" Did I hear that right?
The man with the broken eyebrow leaned close to Qin Yi and said in a hoarse, low voice, "Please, I haven't had my beloved pork belly in so long."
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