Qin Yi, heartbroken, fled from Shida University.
But these college students who ate her instant noodles actually fell in love with the boss.
"Not only do these healthy instant noodles taste amazing, but I've also heard that the owner is a very kind person. He just saved a classmate with low blood sugar."
Some students were carrying tables, others were carrying chairs, chatting as they walked: "And this is the first time I've ever seen a restaurant owner give away tables with their food! They're so generous! We could play ping-pong in our dorm if we put them there!"
"I heard that many students are going to the instant noodle stall to buy breakfast early tomorrow morning. Let's go early too. There should be no limit on the amount we can buy in the morning, so we can have a full meal."
After escaping Shida, Qin Yi slowed down her car.
With more than an hour to go before closing time, and having no goods to sell, she decided to drive to Nan University.
As long as she's on her way to complete a mission, the system won't deduct points; she's quite the clever little devil.
We drove slowly at 20 miles per hour, and arrived at Nan University just ten minutes before 12:30.
Qin Yi pretended to be looking for a spot and slowly drove around Nan University once.
The basketball court at Nantong University at this moment.
Lu Ziyi and his roommates were playing basketball on the playground.
Yang Zhou sat on the steps with a pen and paper, writing a food recommendation article about the boss.
#To my mysterious boss#
#From the first time I tasted the richly fragrant spicy and sour bamboo shoot rice noodles, to the soft, cloud-like, and refreshing matcha jasmine cake roll, I thought this was the biggest surprise this owner had ever given me. Until one day I ran into her again on the street and ate her stir-fried pork kidneys and three-cup chicken. That's when I realized how incredibly capable this person is; it seems there's no dish she can't cook, and she can effortlessly whip up a thousand different dishes.#
#However, I could only run into her by chance each time, and I could not find her by her stall equipment, because in addition to her good cooking skills, I believe she is also a senior auto mechanic. Every vehicle she uses is well modified, from small tricycles to oddly shaped vans. Whatever she sells, the vehicle looks the same.
#So, foodie friends, next time you see a street vendor with a distinct theme, be sure to buy something and try it! You might just bump into my mysterious owner and embark on a culinary feast!#
Yang Zhou closed the notebook; he had already finished the first draft.
Later, after adding some food pictures and descriptions on the computer, you can submit your work to the Zicheng Yijie column.
He stood up, stretched, and looked into the distance to rest.
At this moment.
He spotted a very conspicuous van through the gaps in the playground railings.
The carriage was orange-yellow, with a rough, wavy shape on the body, winding and curving.
"This is really interesting, this car looks so much like instant noodles."
He stood up and looked around carefully.
Look closely, there's another sign on the roof of the carriage.
"Healthy instant noodles? They really sell instant noodles? That's interesting. This boss has some ideas."
He stared at the van for a long time. The midday sun shone on the windows, making it impossible for him to see the driver's face clearly.
But gradually I started to feel that something was wrong.
This style...
Could it be...?
That's what he thought, isn't it...?
Yang Zhou couldn't sit still any longer, so he decided to go outside and take a look.
He jogged out of the school's side gate and saw an orange-yellow van slowly drive past him.
That profile!
It's definitely the boss!
Yang Zhou quickly took off running and chased after the boss, shouting as he ran, "Boss, stop for a second! I need to buy some instant noodles!"
[Ding, the host has refused a customer once, deducting four points from this level's score.]
What!
She was just sitting in the car, she didn't get out at all, so how could she get points deducted?
Qin Yi saw her familiar face, her little nemesis, chasing after her car through the rearview mirror.
My back teeth are about to break apart from chewing.
It's like going down into a coal mine on crutches—bad luck at every turn!
It was 12:30, and Qin Yi immediately increased the car's speed and sped away.
"Boss! Don't go, boss, wait for me!" Yang Zhou stretched out one hand in the air, but no matter how fast he ran, he couldn't catch up with the speeding van, and once again he brushed past his boss...
Qin Yi returned home and lay helplessly on the sofa.
It's too difficult.
I thought this level would be the easiest, but it turned out to be a complete trap.
Is it because she didn't try hard enough?
no.
The diners have just too much to eat.
Since 100 servings of pancakes aren't enough, preparing 150 servings tomorrow should be enough, right?
I used the boiling method today, so I'll stir-fry it tomorrow. Stir-fried instant noodles should taste good.
Oh right, tomorrow is the third day, I still need to invite Brother Sheng Kuang to the stall for fried noodles.
Pork belly flavored stir-fried instant noodles? That's quite unique, but it sounds a bit greasy, so it needs a refreshing side dish to cut through the richness.
Although the eldest brother wasn't afraid at all, he still had to consider the tastes of other diners.
Pork belly and pickled cabbage go well together. Tomorrow's menu will start with a stir-fried instant noodles with pork belly and pickled cabbage, and a stir-fried instant noodles with grilled squid. College students should love these two flavors.
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Sunday morning at 5:20.
The broken alarm clock went off.
Qin Yi spent five minutes brushing her teeth and washing her face, and then five minutes going downstairs to get her car.
After an hour's drive, we finally arrived at the back gate of Nantong University on time at 6:30.
As for Shi Da, that was truly terrifying. She still feels heartache thinking about the lost Da Bu Liu from yesterday, and she certainly won't be setting up a stall there for the next couple of days.
Dear diners of Shida, I'm sorry, but I'm destined to be someone you won't be able to wait for today. You should head home early.
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