Ma Qiang jumped up, "Get two more bowls, too!"
Chen Mo was still kneading dough.
Zhou Hu ordering was understandable, but Ma Qiang ordering more before finishing the first bowl? Seriously?
"You should finish that bowl first, otherwise it’ll get soggy."
Even noodles made from grade Flour, while they taste incredible, can’t escape from getting soggy if they sit in soup for too long.
For many people, selling one more bowl of noodles and earning a bit more money is a good thing, but Chen Mo has gradually discovered over these days that the greatest joy in running this stall is not about how much money you make.
It’s more about what delicious food you can create and seeing the satisfied smiles of custors who love good food, which brings Chen Mo great satisfaction.
Of course, earning a little extra money along the way makes it even more enjoyable.
"Maybe soday when money isn’t a concern anymore, I’ll quit my job, ride my little yellow bike around the world, earn so small change, enjoy world cuisines, and see all the scenery around the globe!"
Bold thoughts popped into Chen Mo’s mind.
But before he could indulge further in such a relaxed lifestyle, Ma Qiang startled him.
"Oh my gosh, are you eating without chewing, aren’t you afraid you’ll choke?" He wanted to ask if Ma Qiang was worried about choking.
But then he rembered that with the big bowl of soup, there’s no way one could choke, so Chen Mo just gave a thumbs up, "That’s what I call a university student!"
Holding the bowl of noodles with the soup mixed in, he slurped it down, and in just two to three bites, he had devoured seven ounces of noodles. If this were a construction site, Ma Qiang could definitely eat two more bowls of rice than others!
Since that’s the case, Chen Mo couldn’t say much more.
After all, he was continuously kneading dough, five pounds of flour turned into dough sheets plus another two pounds left, there was definitely enough for the six university students to eat.
Bam bam bam!
The cut noodles were once again boiled in the water, and Chen Mo noticed there was a progress bar that needed completion.
[Perfect!]
The braised pork buns were also ready.
Unlike the previous evening, this ti Chen Mo used grade Flour produced from the chef machine instead of regular flour for the braised pork buns.
The regular flour was already delicious, and Chen Mo couldn’t even imagine how tasty the buns made from grade Flour were going to be!
"Aweso aweso!" Zhou Hu licked his lips with satisfaction, "Give another five buns then."
The Cadillac convoy was getting closer, and Zhou Hu knew if he didn’t act fast, there wouldn’t be any left for him to eat later.
"That’s quite an appetite..." Chen Mo was amazed.
According to the noodle asurent standards in the south, the big bowl of noodles was a whole seven ounces! Maybe for Jingzhou people, seven ounces of noodles isn’t much, but what about two more seven-ounce bowls plus five at buns as big as an adult’s fist?
Chen Mo couldn’t even fathom it.
He had only seen such an appetite in novels, one was in "Ordinary World" where Sun Shao’an ate stead buns during a matchmaking visit in Shanxi, another was in "White Deer Plain" where Heiwa, after becoming a wheat thresher, ate wide belt noodles!
He couldn’t help but admire, the physical activity level of sports students is insanely high!
Seeing Chen Mo about to pack the buns, Ma Qiang suddenly said, "There are six of us, and this basket has 26 buns, why don’t we just take the whole basket?"
"Sounds good. It’s a hassle to pack and unpack, let’s just take the whole basket." Zhou Hu was quite satisfied with Xiaozi’s suggestion and imdiately agreed.
Chen Mo directly took down a basket and handed it to Ma Qiang, "Make sure you don’t eat so much you get sick, there’s no hospital nearby."
Zhou Hu waved his hand, "A living person can’t be stuffed to death by food, right?"
The basket, nearly a ter in diater, looked quite impressive on the tiny table, covering it completely. The six of them had enjoyed this kind of feast yesterday, and they were even more eager today, starting to eat without hesitation.
"Finally, our family arrived! Just ahead, do you see the little yellow bike?" LuLu sat on Dunzi’s bike, holding up her phone and started the livestream again.
Perhaps because she was fairly attractive, combined with the sowhat interesting livestream content, there were actually four or five viewers watching.
"This is ridiculous! Are people really driving all the way from the city to the developnt zone in the middle of the night just for a midnight snack?"
"I don’t think it’s fake. This strear really goes all out for food."
But when LuLu got out of the car with her phone, the livestream which previously only had four or five people suddenly shot up to 18 viewers!
Turns out, there were always people watching from outside the livestream room, and when they saw the current content, they all entered imdiately.
"What the heck is going on? Are they really here just for a midnight snack? Why are there so many beauties?"
"Ridiculous, ridiculous!"
"Strear, please explain why there are so many beauties? And why are these beauties dressed so scantily?"
"Is this midnight snack legit?"
Accompanying the comnts were lots of little hearts, probably worth ten cents each if mory serves. Though not much, LuLu was still thrilled, "Of course we are here for a midnight snack! The midnight snacks here are so delicious, we ca here especially for it, let show you all the goodies we have today!"
The cara focused on the little yellow bike not far away, alongside were six tall, burly students who were obviously athletes based on their attire.
When the cara zood in on these six,
LuLu fell silent, the ten-odd viewers in the live chat also went silent, even the technicians and Cadillac owners slowed their steps, ceasing their previous chatter and becoming quiet.
The small table was tightly covered by the steaming tray.
From their perspective, it looked like this:
Six athletic university students sat together, a gigantic stear basket rested on their knees, and the six of them, with a bun in their left hand and another in their right, took bites alternately.
It was... breathtaking!
This wasn’t sothing humans should be doing, at least it shouldn’t be.
Dunzi was so shocked he couldn’t speak for a while, taking several deep breaths before reacting, pointing at the six students excitedly shouting, "If the enemies saw this, they’d think no one in our country is getting enough to eat!"
Zhou Hu heard Dunzi’s shout.
He couldn’t be bothered to respond.
For so reason, the buns today, although the sa buns as yesterday, tasted at least a hundred tis better!
Each bite Zhou Hu took was filled with a rich aroma of flour mixed with at, soft and tender, completely satisfying all human fantasies about food!
It’s unimaginable how there could be buns this delicious in the world?
He couldn’t stop, he absolutely couldn’t stop.
At this mont, only by continuously eating could his body maintain a state of utter bliss, Zhou Hu really couldn’t stop.
The crowd arriving from the bridge did not order imdiately; they were first sowhat astonished watching Zhou Hu and the others devour the buns, perceiving how delicious it seed.
As everyone was about to order.
They saw Chen Mo walking out from the food cart, holding a bowl of Clear Soup hand-pulled noodles in each hand.
"Your hand-pulled noodles are here!"
Hiss!!!
The guests from the bridge were once again astounded!
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