Everyone knew that Liu Changan was selling rice noodles. Everyone knew that he was selling rice noodles and everyone wanted to try his rice noodles.
Of course, everyone knew about it. An Nuan even took a screenshot and showed it to Liu Changan. She changed his nickname: Rice Noodle Man.
Liu Changan was reminded of a superhero who jumped into the air and faced an evil boss. White rice noodles sprayed out from his body.
It was a little disgusting. Liu Changan rejected the nickname.
Some students suggested to form a group to eat rice noodles. Miao Yingying suggested that Liu Changan find a delivery platform that did not have strict qualifications. It seemed to be a good and practical suggestion. Liu Changan suspected that David Gordway gave Miao Yingying the inspiration. In Liu Changan's eyes, Miao Yingying would only say "delicious", "subpar", "subpar", etc. She would not think of anything else.
Bai Hui believed that this was one of the ways to cash in the attention and traffic of an internet celebrity. Many stores and brands were desperately looking for marketing accounts to promote their products. It would be a pity if Liu Changan did not make use of this opportunity. He might even be able to appear on a famous variety show in Xiangnan.
Liu Changan just listened. He was only selling rice noodles. As for Zhou Shuling taking over in the future, she had the time and energy to do it. Liu Changan could give his suggestions to her.
Liu Changan felt that only Qin Yanan and An Nuan should taste his rice noodles. This was because Qin Yanan knew how to appreciate rice noodles and An Nuan's relationship was different. It was a pity that the beautiful girl was busy with the match. Tomorrow would be the finals. Hopefully, she could perform well. Their opponents in the league were very strong. Fu Zhong's overall strength was still a little weaker.
After beating up two people, Liu Changan drove back to the neighborhood. A gust of wind blew and the leaves were dancing.
Liu Changan got out of the car, twisted his body left and right, and then patted his cheeks. He naturally wanted to walk in the direction of the mahjong house. Then he remembered that he hadn't eaten dinner yet, so he quickly went back to cook.
Under the phoenix tree, Zhou Dongdong was sitting on a small stool. She was holding half a watermelon and eating it with a spoon.
"Why are you sitting here eating watermelon?" Liu Changan asked.
"Grandpa Qian gave me watermelon, but I was afraid that I would break it if I took it home. So I came down with a spoon." Zhou Dongdong scooped a big spoon, "I'll give it to you!"
Liu Changan looked at Zhou Dongdong, whose face was stained with watermelon seeds and pulp. He refused without hesitation, although he also liked watermelon.
Liu Changan finished cooking. Zhou Dongdong ran over to have a taste and then ran back to eat watermelon. When Liu Changan finished eating, Zhou Dongdong also finished eating watermelon. She scooped up the watermelon with a spoon and made a watermelon hat on her head. She ran back and forth under the phoenix tree. Sometimes, she imitated the posture of an uncle from the People's Liberation Army and walked with her hands swaying left and right.
Liu Changan dug out her watermelon hat into a thin layer and improved its comfort. He found a long rooster tail feather and inserted it on top of her watermelon hat. This time, Zhou Dongdong felt more majestic and looked forward to wearing the watermelon hat to school tomorrow.
Liu Changan also took a photo of her and sent it to Zhou Shuling. Zhou Shuling was very helpless. Generally, when adults saw children playing around, they would choose to stop or educate them. But Liu Changan was like a dog head advisor and had to give advice.
But Zhou Shuling still felt very gratified. Sometimes when she went home, she saw Zhou Dongdong sitting in the living room and watching TV. Only the light of the TV shone on her little face. Seeing Zhou Dongdong running to the mahjong house by herself and playing small games on the old computer in the corner of a group of noisy old people, Zhou Shuling always felt particularly distressed. But every time she saw Zhou Dongdong and Liu Changan together, even though they were mischievous and made people speechless, she felt that this was the childhood that Zhou Dongdong should have, the mischievous appearance.
When Zhou Dongdong took a bath at night, she was supposed to be beaten, but Zhou Shuling let her go. But when she washed her hair and took a bath, she found a lot of watermelon seeds on her hair and body. Zhou Dongdong also tried to argue that they were left to grow watermelon, but she was hit by Zhou Shuling.
The next morning, when Liu Changan saw the aggrieved Zhou Dongdong, he revealed a smile. It seemed that she was either beaten or scolded.
"Mom won't let me wear the watermelon general hat to school." Zhou Dongdong was very sad. "I don't have prestige anymore."
"You can bully other children to prove that you are very prestige."
"I don't want to, I want to bully bad people." Zhou Dongdong hugged Liu Changan's thigh.
"But bad people generally have delicious food."
Zhou Dongdong was startled for a moment, she was very embarrassed.
"But if you are bullied by bad people for the sake of delicious food, mom will be sad." Liu Changan touched Zhou Dongdong's head.
Zhou Dongdong woke up and jumped. It turned out that even if bad people have delicious food, they are still bad people and must run far away.
"Will Changan gege be sad?"
"He will be a little sad as the watermelon seeds."
"Can't watermelon seeds be that big?" Zhou Dongdong said angrily.
"No, who told you to be so stupid, when you meet bad people who have delicious food, your brain won't work."
"It's good, it's good, it's good!"
"Well, it's good that the watermelon is so big." Liu Changan reluctantly said.
Zhou Dongdong laughed and forgot that she was not impressive. She went to school happily.
Liu Changan and Zhou Shuling went to sell rice noodles. Today, Zhou Shuling prepared two white aprons for herself and Liu Changan to hang. She also prepared a sign that said, "County Sand Net Red Spicy Chicken Noodles in Red Soup, Baolong Center's CEO once visited and praised it."
"What kind of signboard can the CEO of Baolong Center do?" Liu Changan was very doubtful, and he didn't know if Zhu Juntang or the Third Madam would directly hold this position. It didn't look like it. The Third Madam might not be free, and Zhu Juntang had nothing to do, so she didn't look like a person with a job.
"Of course, so rich people like to eat, others must subconsciously feel that the taste is good. Nowadays, people only know how to learn from the rich. Even if they can't drive a good car and live in a mansion like the rich, eating delicious rice noodles like the rich will also make people satisfied. "Zhou Shuling said with some pride," I thought for a long time to come up with this idea. "
"Smart." Liu Changan nodded, but then he remembered, whether it was the Third Madam or Zhu Juntang, the two of them didn't eat a bite. Is this a false advertisement? Forget it.
Liu Changan was looking forward to the Third Madam coming to eat the rice noodles. This Madam came for two days, but she didn't come in the middle. Most likely, she wouldn't come back today. His expectation would probably be disappointed … But the reason why he was looking forward to it, of course, was because he still felt that it was possible, because if there was no accident, Pu Shougeng would definitely contact the Third Madam after yesterday.
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