During the next four days of holiday,
Qin Yi took Tian Rong to the town that Grandpa Yu had mentioned, and they met the owner of the handmade rice noodle shop.
I ate a bowl on the spot, and it was indeed chewy and springy.
Truly good rice noodles are made only with early-season indica rice and salt.
It contains no glue or starch, and is repeatedly pounded through a process of three steaming and three pressing.
Its characteristics include not falling apart even after long cooking, a smooth and chewy texture, and a rich rice aroma.
Qin Yi immediately signed a procurement contract with the boss, finally solving the last weakness of the rice noodle shop.
The last two days.
The two wandered through the streets and alleys of Zicheng, searching for a suitable shop for a rice noodle shop.
That afternoon.
Qin Yi pulled Tian Rong around Zining Street and looked at the surroundings. She noticed that a shop at the end of the pedestrian street was for sale.
It was originally a breakfast shop of more than 100 square meters, but the owner had to reluctantly transfer it due to a family crisis.
Of course, this is all based on what the boss himself said.
Zining Street is a pedestrian street built in the early stages of Zicheng's development. It has a large flow of people and a relatively large number of buildings.
Behind the pedestrian street is a dense residential area, to the south are several towering office buildings, and to the east, a top-tier hospital is located 300 meters away.
The location and size of the shop were very appealing to Qin Yi, but the price broke her heart.
Not only is there a monthly rent of up to 40,000 yuan, but there is also a shop transfer fee of 80,000 yuan.
Qin Yi asked the owner if she could reduce the price of the equipment since she didn't need it, and the breakfast shop owner gave her a 20% discount.
"Sigh, let's take another look."
"Then you should make a decision sooner rather than later. My shop is in a great location, and there's a couple who are also hesitating."
She pulled Tian Rong away, saying, "Don't believe what he says. I'm immune to this kind of rhetoric after hearing it so many times."
Although the location is good, I can't be ripped off, so I'll just have to spend more time searching.
The two of them wandered around Zining Street, hoping to find a shop of similar size to the breakfast shop.
As they walked, they kept feeling like someone was watching them.
It watched for a while and then ran away again.
Qin Yi was a sensitive person and immediately sensed that something was wrong. She pulled Tian Rong and said, "Let's go and take a look somewhere else."
As they turned to leave, a gust of cold wind suddenly swept across the door.
Four men in black suits and ties stood before them like a black wall.
Looking back, there were four men in black, who looked like they had been copied and pasted.
Tian Rong had never seen anything like this before. Her hand, which was holding Qin Yi's, became damp with nervousness, and sweat beaded on her forehead.
Qin Yi pulled her hand away and patted Tian Rong's hand to comfort her: "Don't be afraid, it's just that the atmosphere is a little scary, but your brother is very easy to get along with."
Sheng Kuang walked straight toward them, holding a piece of paper in his left hand and his right hand in his suit trouser pocket.
Seeing Tian Rong sweating with fright, he gestured to his men to step back.
"Su Zhaodi, 25 years old, with living parents and a younger brother who is addicted to gambling. She previously worked in three-star, four-star, and five-star hotels and was a food blogger for three years. Two months ago, she disappeared and stopped updating her blog. Instead, she set up stalls in various parts of Zicheng under an alias, selling a wide variety of foods, from rice noodle stalls to boxed lunch stalls. She has received many positive reviews from diners. However, the time, location, and types of food she sets up are different each time, making it impossible for diners to find her."
This time, it was Qin Yi's turn to break out in a cold sweat.
The information network of underworld bosses is amazing.
This has exposed all her secrets.
"May I ask how you should address me, elder brother?" Qin Yi decided to play it by ear and see what her elder brother's purpose was in investigating her.
"Sheng Kuang".
"Why would Brother Sheng investigate a nobody like me?"
“If you have a memory.” Sheng Kuang rolled up the cuffs of his shirt.
"I should remember that you stood me up."
Qin Yi certainly remembered; she did it on purpose.
"I told you that I wouldn't come the next day, you probably didn't hear me."
Sheng Kuang tilted his head slightly: "Hmm? When?"
"I told you right when you left, you can check the surveillance footage if you don't believe me."
"It must be because all of you big brothers have such a strong presence, walking with such a swagger, that you drowned out my voice."
Sheng Kuang frowned and glanced at his eight underlings with displeasure.
“I don’t like dealing with dishonest people. Send someone to check the surveillance footage.”
"Then why do you keep setting up stalls and changing your business?"
Qin Yi didn't know what to say; she couldn't very well tell him that she had a system mission.
After a moment's thought, she said with a heavy expression and a pained look, "Brother Sheng, to be honest, I have a good-for-nothing younger brother. Over the years, I have had to pay off his gambling debts several times."
"I also have a master chef who taught me cooking. It was an opportunity I had by chance in the deep mountains. My master is a mysterious and otherworldly master. The trial task she left me was to learn different cuisines from around the world. Every now and then I have to switch to a different kind of food. There are thousands of Chinese dishes. You have to keep learning as long as you live! And setting up a stall is the fastest way to get in touch with customers. You see, I want to open a shop. Just finding a shop is enough to make my legs hurt. It's much more troublesome than setting up a stall!"
"I'm running a stall to complete the trial missions while also trying to earn money to support my family. I just can't stop."
Qin Yi's words were seven parts truth and three parts falsehood, and with a few tears welling up in her eyes, they seemed even more genuine.
After listening, Sheng Kuang sighed and said, "Alas, all men and women in the martial world have their own difficulties, but your gambling brother is easy to deal with. Call him to Zining Street, and I guarantee I'll teach him a lesson so he'll never dare to ask you for money again."
Qin Yi quickly waved her hand: "Thank you, big brother. I've moved out now, so he can't bully me anymore. This matter should be resolved in a while."
Just then, the underling who had just checked the surveillance footage returned and whispered something in Sheng Kuang's ear.
"cough!"
Sheng Kuang shrugged and straightened his suit: "Indeed, as you said, the wind was too strong when we were walking, and it blew the sound away."
"Don't mind it, people of the martial world don't stand on ceremony. You just said you wanted to find a storefront to make money? What kind of business?"
Qin Yi became interested upon hearing this and quickly came over to say, "We originally wanted to take over that breakfast shop at the end of the pedestrian street to open a rice noodle shop, but the owner said the rent would be 40,000 yuan and the transfer fee would be 68,000 yuan, which is really too expensive."
Sheng Kuang sneered: "Heh, that shop's lease expires in 20 days. They're taking advantage of your youth to rip you off. When they rented it, the previous owner didn't charge a single penny of transfer fee; they just paid the rent upfront and transferred it to him."
Hearing this from the side, Tian Rong finally couldn't hold back anymore: "I could tell from that boss's face that he was cunning!"
"Brother Sheng, how do you know so much? Could it be that you are the landlord of that shop?"
"No, it's just that half of the shops on this street belong to our group. If you want them, I can apply to my boss for you."
"This...this...Brother Sheng, do you have any conditions?"
"Of course! A rice noodle shop must always keep my wife's Dongpo pork flavor on hand, as well as braised pork rice noodles..."
"Stop! I promise you both!" Qin Yi quickly stopped him, afraid that if her brother continued talking, strange things like braised pork rice noodles or steamed pork rice noodles would appear.
Sheng Kuang also knew when to stop: "Wait for my good news in twenty days, but in the meantime you must make some pork belly for me to enjoy first."
Qin Yi checked the time on her phone; the system should be issuing the task soon.
"I'll call you within three days. My master is giving me a new trial mission. I'd appreciate it if you could come and take a look, Brother Sheng."
Sheng Kuang turned around, his back to Qin Yi, and made an OK sign in the air with his right hand.
The eight black-clad henchmen quickly followed him, disappearing in a whirlwind.
Tonight, little Tian Rong is going home to take care of her grandmother.
Qin Yi gave herself a wonderful petal bath in the bathtub.
She was relaxing, wearing a face mask and listening to soothing music.
The familiar Dingding Monster sounded in my mind.
[Ding! The next level will refresh in one day. Please draw a blind box as part of the mission!]
Three boxes of different colors arrived again, and this time Qin Yi chose the numbers 999.
[Ding! Time: 6:30 AM - 12:30 PM (5 days)]
Location: Near any university in Zicheng
[Task Details - Make healthy instant noodles for college students. Requirements - The cooking method must be different each day, and at least 50 servings must be made daily.]
Qin Yi squinted and mentally ranted a bunch of complaints.
She couldn't tell whether the system genuinely loved college students or was deliberately messing with her, and she was forced to work the early shift.
We also want to make healthy instant noodles?
Would college students like to eat this?
Why can't people who eat junk food have the awareness that junk food is junk food?
If instant noodles start to become healthier, will they still be convenient?
It's like filling a child's ice cream shell with white rice—it's full of a mother's love.
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