He Shiyu tilted her head curiously: "What's the surprise?"
I looked around at the riders around me and deliberately kept it off: "I guarantee that everyone will like the surprise."
"Webmaster, are you going to give out money?" Li Zhe was the first to shout.
This statement immediately aroused a chorus of agreement. Only money is what everyone likes.
"That's right! The most real thing is to find gold!"
"It's so embarrassing, you have to eat and get it at the same time!"
I raised my voice: "Don't talk about money all the time. Today's surprise is more important than money."
"Are you going to send a partner?" Chen Zhipeng scratched his head and said half-jokingly.
Several young riders burst into laughter, while a few old riders who had married families smiled and waved their hands.
"Forget it, the one in my family has to be impatient with me!"
"At my age, I can't bear it!"
Looking at the curious and expectant looks of everyone, I knew that the atmosphere was in place, so I stopped being pretentious.
I said loudly in the direction of the intersection:
"She's coming!"
He Shiyu followed my gaze blankly: "Who? Who is coming?"
At this moment, I saw Sister Wang and Luo Ying, pushing a tricycle food stall together, slowly walking through the night.
"It's Sister Wang!"
"Holy shit! Sister Wang is here!"
The crowd was instantly excited, especially the old riders, as if they were seeing their relatives.
Happily and excitedly, they rushed forward and helped push the cart. In an instant, Sister Wang and her stall were surrounded in the center.
He Shiyu was stunned. She looked at Sister Wang wearing an apron, and her eyes instantly turned red.
She covered her mouth with her hands, but tears fell down like broken beads, and her voice was choked and broken: I was on my way to eat your noodles when I was hit by a car on the road..."
Surrounded by everyone, Sister Wang walked up to He Shiyu and said, "Silly girl, it's such a big deal for you to be discharged from the hospital, how can I not come?"
He Shiyu wiped her tears and smiled with a cry, "Sister Wang, you don't even know that the noodles you make are so fragrant. I'm so hungry these days in the hospital!"
Sister Wang's eyes also turned red, and she quickly turned around and turned on the steamer. The hot soup pot said: "Today I will give you more fat sausage to make up for the gluttony these days!"
"Sister Wang, I also want a bowl of fat sausage noodles, more spicy!" A rider shouted at the top of his voice, causing everyone to burst into laughter.
"Give me a bowl too, without coriander!" Another young rider raised his hand.
As soon as he finished speaking, someone next to him made a move to slap him on the back of the head: "Who told you not to ask for coriander? I'll beat you up!"
The scene burst into laughter, and the originally touching atmosphere became relaxed and cheerful.
Wang Yan turned on the gas stove and started cooking noodles: "Don't worry, come one by one! Make Xiao He's first, and then yours."
I looked at He Shiyu and asked softly: "Do you still like this surprise?"
"I like it! I really like it..." She nodded vigorously, and tears welled up again.
Zhang Wei, who was standing aside, looked at this scene with a hint of jealousy: "How come I haven't seen anyone take such an interest in me?"
I pointed in the direction of the dessert stall: "Isn't your favorite Bingbing dessert here too?"
Li Zhe immediately understood and trotted back to bring back a piece of shaved ice covered with mangoes.
Zhang Wei took the glass bowl and sighed: "Compared with your bowl of noodles, my ice doesn't taste good no matter how sweet it is."
Luo Ying placed the freshly made noodles in front of He Shiyu: "Eat our noodles while they are hot. If they are lumpy, you won't be able to taste the taste." He Shiyu nodded with tears in his eyes, picked up a chopstick, blew on the noodles, and couldn't wait to put it into his mouth.
The long-lost fragrance made her squint her eyes with satisfaction, and said repeatedly: "This is the taste..."
Luo Ying turned around and walked to me, and asked softly: "Would you like a bowl of noodles for you too?"
I looked at the riders waiting in line and shook my head: "Let the brothers eat first, I will talk later."
She observed my takeout site: "Does your site still lack a front desk?"
I looked at Zhang Wei who also squeezed over to order noodles. Zhang Wei can handle all these chores at present.
"You should learn more about this noodle-making skill from Sister Wang."
Luo Ying whispered: "There are not many customers in the noodle shop now, and I'm afraid it won't last long if it continues like this."
I looked at Wang Yan who was busy, thinking in my mind that maybe I should help her new store connect to the takeout platform, but I had to discuss this with her first.
At the moment, the most direct way is to let this group of riders with the most food to support the business first. I clapped my hands and raised my voice: "Everyone, listen to me! Sister Wang's noodle shop has moved to No. 37, Nanhuan Road. If anyone is craving for this authentic fat sausage noodles in the future, look for this new address!"
Riders responded one after another:
"South Ring Road? That's closer to our site!"
"We will form a group for lunch tomorrow!"
Wang Yan raised her head when she heard the sound and cast a grateful look at me.
I turned my head and joked to Luo Ying next to me: "Now you have endless dishes to wash."
This simple greeting brought at least twenty or thirty stable customers to Sister Wang's new store.
Several new young riders were obviously trying Sister Wang’s craftsmanship for the first time, and they couldn’t help but praise:
"This noodle is so fragrant!"
"The soup is amazing!"
An old rider patted the newcomer on the shoulder proudly: "I told you before, Sister Wang's noodles are the only one in the city!"
After a while, Sister Wang came to me personally carrying a bowl of fat sausage noodles.
As usual, there were two golden fried eggs lying in the bowl. This was a separate small stove she gave me.
"Xiao Chen, thank you for taking such good care of my business." Wang Yan thanked her.
I quickly took the bowl with both hands: "Sister Wang, the noodles you made are really delicious."
"I just used my words to let everyone know where the good things are."
As I was talking, a passerby holding a child was attracted by the excitement: "When did this become a night market? This noodle smells really good. Can you get me a piece? "
Chen Zhipeng, who was enjoying his meal, raised his head when he heard the sound and responded vaguely: "I'm sorry, uncle, our site is reserved today!"
The passer-by was a little regretful, but he didn't give up and asked: "Where is this noodle usually sold? Let's try it some other time."
Wang Yan walked over and introduced, "I'm sorry, all the ingredients I brought here in the evening have been cooked. The store is on the South Ring Road."
The riders took the initiative without saying anything, returned the tables and chairs at the door, tidied them up, and then dispersed in twos and threes, chatting and laughing.
I invite Sister Wang to sit inside the site.
She looked around at the now large-scale office area and saw the dozens of people under my management, with relief in her eyes.
"Xiao Chen, I have always been optimistic about you and know that you, this kid, can definitely do it."