Food: My factory sets up a stall and sells boxed lunches, making the whole internet cry

Chapter 37 The smelly powder smells so good
"Huang Mao, try it quickly. This stinky fan can't smash my sign!"

Jiang Ran pinched her nose, filled a bowl of smelly snail noodles and handed it to Huang Mao.

"No, Sister Ran, why am I here to test the poison?" Huang Mao cried: "Why don't you try it yourself."

"You dare to disobey me?" Jiang Ran's eyes were filled with sadness: "Aren't you afraid that I will die after eating it and no one will pay you a salary?"

Huang Mao tried to pretend to be dead: "Sister Ran, can I refuse?"

"No." Jiang Ran said ruthlessly.

Follow the barrage to watch the excitement.

Super player: [Hahahaha, the anchor is getting more and more inconsistent with his appearance, so funny! 】

Chaos Brawl: [My happiness is based on Huang Mao's pain. Thank you Huang Mao for bringing me today's happiness! 】

Large double-door refrigerator: [The beautiful sister hides a funny soul under her cold appearance. I love the contrast! 】

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With determination to die, Huang Mao pulled off his mask, his face full of heroism, like cannon fodder on the battlefield to die.

He tasted two mouthfuls, his expression was blank, and he still had a look of death on his face, but his bright eyes betrayed him.

A mouthful of yuba is full of fragrant juice, the bamboo shoots are sour and spicy, the rice noodles are chewy and just right spicy, and there are peanuts, fried eggs, and even chicken feet in it. It’s so delicious that you can’t stop eating it. .

Huang Mao ate the snail noodles with big mouthfuls and answered vaguely.

"Sister Ran, that's okay! Feel free to take it out and sell it, and keep it until you can sell it!"

Snail noodles are something that smells stinky and tastes delicious. The soup base and sour bamboo shoots are the soul.

Jiang Ran put a lot of effort into the soup base and sour bamboo shoots. Although it smelled extremely stinky, it tasted surprisingly delicious.

This is the first time Huang Mao has eaten snail noodles in more than 20 years.

He once challenged himself and went to a shop that specialized in selling snail noodles.But as soon as he entered, the overwhelming stench scared him so much that he turned around and ran away.

Huang Mao thought while eating.

Thank you Sister Ran!

Let him experience the delicious taste of snail noodles and open the door to a new world!

Even with Huang Mao's guarantee, Jiang Ran still pinched her nose and looked doubtful.

"Don't believe it, be afraid."

Just this stinky snail noodle, she was thankful that no one was sent to the hospital. Is there really someone willing to take advantage of it?

Huang Mao wiped the juice from his mouth, raised three fingers and swore to the sky: "Sister Ran, believe me, it will definitely explode!"

He, a person who has never eaten snail noodles, was captured in an instant, which showed how delicious this snail noodles was. He didn't believe that the snail noodles would ruin Sister Ran's signature.

The barrage filled the screen with excitement.

Sunshine: [Honey, don’t be afraid!You can sell it with confidence and we will buy it! 】

Highly Myopic: [We love to eat, no matter how smelly the snail noodles are, we are willing to pay for it! 】

Kudi: [When will Luoshi fans be able to get on the little yellow car?I'm already clutching my keyboard ready to snap up.Waiting online!urgent! 】

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The next day.

When the lunch boxes were almost sold, Jiang Ran opened the snail noodle soup. The fragrant smell attracted people around, and people surrounded the stall.

"What is this? It smells so good. Is the street stall launching a new product?"

"This is a new product I've researched - snail noodles. It costs 20 yuan a serving."

Jiang Ran stirred the thick soup base with a spoon. Every time he stirred the soup base, thick vortexes appeared on the surface. When he lifted the spoon, the thick soup hung on the wall of the spoon, and the lotus roots were connected with each other.

"Goooooooooooo..."

Some people couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and some even had their stomachs growling unsatisfactorily.

But when Jiang Ran opened the sour bamboo shoots, the smoky smell rushed out, and everyone immediately retreated three feet!
They all covered their mouths and noses in unison, dumbfounded.This fucking stinks!
What dark secret recipe is this sour bamboo shoot made from?Kill them directly.

Everyone shook their heads, unable to bear the stench and left without any hesitation.Except for her and Huang Mao, there were no humans within a five-meter radius of Jiang Ran.

The barrage is opened directly.

Sparks of Fire: [How smelly can snail noodles be?I can't imagine it anymore. Damn it, I want to die and want to hear it live! 】

The successor of socialism: [Don’t mess with my goddess, you don’t want to toast and eat as a fine!Goddess, wait for me, I’ll eat it right away! 】

Liu Ying: [Support my wife!You two-standard dogs, I’m sure your faces will change instantly after you taste it, waiting for a slap in the face! 】

……

The smell of sour powder made people dizzy. Jiang Ran hardly had to open her mouth to sell. Everyone who passed her would cast strange looks at her.

Originally, a beautiful woman standing on the roadside was eye-catching enough.

The beauty also sells a dark dish that looks like snail noodles. It's hard not to notice.

Although the return rate of passers-by was high, Jiang Ran stood there for half an hour without selling a single snail noodle.

Jiang Ran doubted herself for the first time: "Huang Mao, are you afraid that I will be sad and are you deliberately coaxing me?"

Huang Mao's eyes were firm: "Sister Ran, when did I lie to you? You are just a grain of gold covered in dust now. They are too superficial and don't understand you at all!
Huang Mao felt that he had been wronged. He really felt that snail noodles could become popular and should not be so cold and uninterested.

His expression was solemn: "Sister Ran, if we wait a little longer, someone will definitely appreciate you!"

Jiang Ran sighed, held her chin up, and stared at the air in a daze.

No one paid attention to the snail noodle stall, and Jiang Ran didn't care. After all, everything is difficult at the beginning.

Just when she was in a daze, a faint voice appeared in her ear.

"Hello boss, is this fusilli powder?"

The visitor was a young man wearing a pair of thick black-rimmed glasses, pointing at her stall and asking hesitantly.

Jiang Ran immediately cheered up and responded enthusiastically.

"Yes, snail noodles, they are just cooked. Do you want one?"

The man with glasses was still hesitating: "Is this really snail noodles? It smells worse than the ones in my hometown."

"Where is your hometown?"

"Liuzhou, Guangxi."

Jiang Ran's eyes lit up and she met an expert.

"How much does this snail rice noodle of yours cost? It smells worse than the ones in my hometown. I'm willing to try it." The man with glasses mustered up his courage.

"20 yuan a piece, you are the first, free of charge!" Jiang Ran patted the table with great enthusiasm.

Naturally, you cannot refuse the free benefits.

The bespectacled man took the snail noodles, squatted on the roadside, and took a careful taste.

Jiang Ran stared at him closely: "How does it taste?"

The bespectacled man said nothing and looked at her blankly, tears welling up from his eyes.

Jiang Ran was dumbfounded and felt like she had suffered a critical hit of [-] points.

Why am I bursting into tears after just one bite? It can't be so unpalatable.

The barrage was also dumbfounded.

Outside Kyushu: [Why are you crying?So unpalatable?A man should not shed tears easily, no matter how hard the food is, he should not cry. 】

A little dream: [Damn it, the host’s title of God of Cookery is not guaranteed!Is it going to be a disaster today? 】

Dreaming of being an octopus monster: [It’s unscientific, how could the goddess fail?It won’t be so unpalatable that it makes you cry! 】

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(End of this chapter)