With the purchasing system in hand, he is worshipped as a god by international students

Uncle Wang hurriedly cleaned the table, and Grandma Wang went to the kitchen to get the dishes and chopsticks.

When two large pots of rice noodles were brought out, everyone looked at each other in surprise.

"How can I finish this?" Uncle Wang began to doubt his stomach capacity. He was afraid that he would eat to death today!

Qiu Ling stuffed the chopsticks into Uncle Wang's hands and said, "It only looks like a lot, but there isn't much vermicelli. The others are just side dishes."

Uncle Wang: Do you think I believe you?

"Come on, come on, use your chopsticks. I'm almost starving to death." Aunt Guihua hurriedly scooped noodles from the casserole. The seemingly red soup base was actually not spicy at all. A faint soup hung on the pink and white rice noodles, and the fragrance immediately spread, as if a pair of invisible hands couldn't wait to pry open your mouth.

“Slurp, slurp… Mmm, it’s delicious, sour and a little spicy, very appetizing! Delicious!”

"Xiao Qiu, are you going to sell this? If not, can you teach me?" Granny Wang took a sip of the soup, which was so sour and delicious. "Yangyang will definitely like it."

Qiu Ling smiled and said, "Cooking noodles is very simple. The key is to have red and sour soup. I'll get you a few bottles in a while."

Seeing that everyone said it was good, Uncle Wang's mouth was watering. He didn't care about the heat and stuffed the rice noodles directly into his mouth. "Oh, it's a bit too sour." He frowned and looked at Qiu Ling: "How about adding some sugar to neutralize it?"

Qiu Ling shook her head and stood up. "Wait a minute. I'll go get some seasoning."

Luo Xiaoyu had also specifically reminded him about the condiments. Qiu Ling herself was also very hungry just now and just wanted to eat quickly, so she didn't even think about preparing the condiments.

After eating a few mouthfuls of the rice noodles in red and sour soup, I feel energetic again.

Soon, she came out with two plates of condiments, one of which was chopped Houttuynia cordata.

Uncle Wang was looking forward to it, and then he saw something that made him sick.

He made a gesture of refusal, "Zhe Er Gen?! Eating this is like chewing a dead fish cut by a rusty iron knife. Take it away, I don't want to eat it!"

Aunt Guihua went to get a few small bowls.

Put the seasoning in a small bowl, add a few spoonfuls of sour soup, stir evenly, add the powder, and coat with red chilies.

"Hiss~ It tastes a bit delicious!" Her eyes lit up, and her hand reached out to the Litsea cubeba oil faster than her brain.

"Just dip one drop with chopsticks." Qiu Ling reminded.

Aunt Osmanthus dropped 1 drop into the condiment bowl.

Took a sip.

"Ugh, what a strong taste. Eh!" Aunt Guihua quickly drank water to suppress the taste in her mouth, and couldn't help but sip two mouthfuls of powder before she calmed down.

Uncle Wang was very curious. He took Aunt Guihua's bowl of condiments and took a sip of the mixed noodles. "Hmm! It's delicious. It tastes just right when mixed with chili!" He still liked this kind of condiment that stimulated his taste buds.

Qiu Ling is not a picky eater. In her previous life, when she was walking in the night market, she happened to eat roasted sweet potato skin with watercress. The taste... made her feel that people can sometimes be picky eaters.

Although she was not used to eating Houttuynia cordata, she liked Litsea cubeba oil very much and always felt it had a refreshing fragrance.

The red sour soup noodles are a bit light when eaten alone, but they are sour, refreshing and appetizing; they are even more sour and spicy when dipped in spicy condiments.

Both ways of eating are irresistible!

No one spoke during the meal, and before we knew it, the two large bowls of rice noodles in red and sour soup were eaten up, with only some side dishes left.

"Burp~ I'm so full!" After eating and drinking, Uncle Wang collapsed on the recliner, his eyelids starting to droop.

Aunt Guihua glanced at him and said, "I cooked today, you wash the dishes."

"Me!" Uncle Wang turned back angrily, and under the gaze of three pairs of eyes, he stood up silently, "Wash it then."

Uncle Wang quickly tidied up the table and stove, and then joined the army of people helping to digest the food.

"Why haven't I seen Sister Huan and Brother Kuang these days?" Speaking of which, Qiu Ling hasn't seen them for at least half a month.

Since starting the job, Chen Huan would occasionally go home for lunch, but he has not been seen recently.

Granny Wang said helplessly, "They said they were going to expand their fleet, but they've been so busy lately that they haven't been seen since."

"They're going to expand again. Xiao Kuang's business is getting better and better." Aunt Guihua said enviously.

However, Grandma Wang did not fully inform her family of the situation. Her son and daughter-in-law were hit hard by the house crisis. Originally, the house was bought near the school, thinking that Yangyang could be closer to home when he went to junior high and high school. Now that the house was out of date, they had to work hard to earn money to buy another one.

"Ring, ring, ring--" Suddenly a bell rang.

Aunt Guihua took out a cell phone from her pocket and said, "Hello, Xiaohe." She picked up the phone and walked aside to listen.

Qiu Ling smiled and asked Uncle Wang: "Aunt Guihua has bought a mobile phone? It seems that the factory is doing well."

“Although there are not many orders, I can guarantee daily operations. After deducting expenses, my monthly income is higher than what I earned from selling pickles and repairing furniture before.

That guy hired a manager, so your Aunt Guihua and I don't have to worry too much. We just need to go to the factory from time to time to check the on-site environment and factory quality, which is pretty easy."

"Uncle and aunt, you two are the most insightful."

If it were other parents, they would probably suspect that their child was deliberately trying to take over the factory and would never give up power no matter what.

Uncle Wang smiled happily, "I'm not being self-deprecating. Your aunt and I haven't received much education and don't know much about management. Blindly intervening will only make things worse. It's better for us to cooperate with the manager and keep the factory running first, and wait for that guy to come back and take over.

Then I can be a doorman and get paid every month. That would be a wonderful life!"

Qiu Ling couldn't help but look up to Uncle Wang.

This middle-aged man always appears in front of everyone with an unreliable look. Over time, everyone seems to think that he is a heartless person.

And there is Aunt Osmanthus.

In the eyes of her neighbors on Shangtang Street, she is aggressive, gossipy and impulsive.

But in fact, once she decides on something, she will be extremely firm.

For example, when she was building the pickle factory, many neighbors gossiped about her, but she was not affected at all. She rolled up her sleeves and got to work. She had worked so hard to build the factory, but when she found out that her ability could not support its operation, she let it go.

Letting go does not mean denying oneself. Under the leadership of Wang He, the old couple can do whatever they are told to do.

The character of this couple is beyond the reach of others.

Apart from anything else, the reason why Wang He dared to build a factory in his junior year was partly due to the confidence given by his old couple.

After Aunt Guihua finished the call, she hurriedly said goodbye to Uncle Wang, probably because something happened at the factory.

Grandma Wang was also very sleepy, so she smiled and took Heidan home to take a nap.

Qiu Ling was the only one left at home, and she just remembered that she had forgotten to eat two bags of snacks, and Luo Xiaoyu was still waiting for her reply.

Having almost finished digesting the food, she opened the spicy crisps and potato chips. The aroma of the chili peppers made her cough.

There are two types of spicy and crispy.

One is a long strip of pepper, which is covered with various spicy seasonings; the other is a round pepper covered with sesame seeds, peanuts and a small amount of seasoning inside.

Qiu Ling prefers the first one because it has a strong flavor, tastes salty, crispy and not greasy. If she were in the cinema at this moment, she would definitely give up popcorn and choose spicy and crispy ones as a movie-watching snack.

The spicy potato chips are thin and crispy, and have a completely spicy taste. They are really only suitable for people who can eat spicy food. If you eat too much of these potato chips, they will feel a bit oily, so it is best to press them down with ice water.

Overall, Qiu Ling was quite satisfied with the things taken out of the whole package.

Once she had made up her mind, she immediately contacted Luo Xiaoyu.

"I need 10 bottles of 'Grandma Xie' red sour soup, 10 bundles of 'Laojia' rice noodles, two types of spicy crispy noodles, 5 bottles of long pepper noodles, 3 bottles of round sesame-coated noodles, and 3 packs of potato chips... That's it for now."

Red and sour soup is a specialty of your province. Many outsiders may not have even heard of it. Considering that there won't be too many people buying it at the beginning, I'll get some back to test the waters first.

Luo Xiaoyu: "I have already inquired about the prices. 'Xie Po Po's' red sour soup is 4 yuan a bottle, which is 480 milliliters; dry rice noodles are 6 yuan a bundle, which is 3 kilograms; spicy crisps are 5 yuan a bucket, which is 1 kilogram; potato chips are 1 yuan a bag, which is 180 grams."

"The price is fine, go ahead and arrange it."