While eating, the man eating cold noodles suddenly remembered his pregnant wife at home.
"Such delicious food, I can't let my wife miss it!"
He suddenly looked up and shouted at Zhou Yang, "Young man, give me two more bowls! To go!"
Zhou Yang smiled slightly, thinking to himself that this cold noodle vendor actually had a conscience.
As he packed the cold noodles for the man, he asked with a smile, "Guys, is this fried stone worth fifty yuan?"
"Worth it! Absolutely worth it!"
"Young man, your skills are absolutely amazing!"
"I've never tasted anything like this in my entire life!"
...
Everyone answered in unison, their faces beaming with satisfaction.
At this moment, an older woman with a face that clearly showed she was "delicious" suddenly squeezed in front of Zhou Yang and looked him up and down.
This middle-aged woman was slightly overweight, had a fashionable perm, and was wearing a brightly colored dress.
She also had a glittering gold necklace around her neck, clearly indicating that she was someone who didn't care about money.
She saw that Zhou Yang had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a straight nose, and a well-proportioned figure; he was definitely a spirited young man.
Moreover, he can make such unique snacks, so his cooking skills must be quite good. More importantly, he can make money. My eyes lit up immediately.
"This young man is quite something! He's practically a rare find—a son-in-law like him!"
The older woman was secretly pleased with herself, and quickly asked, "Young man, do you have a girlfriend yet?"
Zhou Yang was slightly taken aback, not expecting the older woman to ask this question.
He smiled and answered truthfully, "Not yet."
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