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In the early morning of the next day, before dawn, Fu Li packed several cans of hot peppers in a basket and rushed to Duke Zhou's noodle stall.

Before reaching the intersection, Fu Li saw from a distance that the stools next to the noodle stall were already full of customers, and even in front of the noodle stall there were already a dozen strong and strong men——

Water transportation in Bazhou is well developed, so many strong laborers will go to the wharf to help move things to make money for a living.And this kind of coolie often has to rush to the pier to start working every day before dawn, and can only start work when it is dark at night.

The people standing in front of the noodle stall are porters on the dock.

The noodles sold at Zhou Gong’s noodle stall are high quality and cheap, and the quantity is very large, which is very suitable for the needs of these people.Now that other people say that a new noodle dish with better taste has been developed at the noodle stall, they will naturally come to join in.

"Mr. Zhou, I heard that you launched a brand new noodle dish yesterday. It tastes good? Remember to serve me two bowls with enough ingredients. Don't be reluctant to add seasoning like other noodle stalls. It tastes tasteless at all. It’s better to take a pot and cook vegetables by yourself.”

"That's right, I heard that the noodle dish is fresh enough and heavy enough, so I rushed to your place to queue up early in the morning. You can't skimp on the seasoning."

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At first, everyone spoke in a friendly manner.But it was a long time since Zhou Gong cooked noodles, and the workers who were busy going to work at the dock began to worry.

"Duke Zhou, you have been waiting in line for a long time, why don't you start making noodles?"

Zhou Gong was also a little anxious: "If you want to eat the old noodles, the old man can cook them for you immediately, but all of you are here for the new taste of noodles. The old man has no seasoning in hand, and it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. any idea?"

Seeing that someone wanted to ask, he simply said that the seasoning was given to him by someone else.

"Don't even think about it. In the past, it was Maoshi when my noodle stall opened. Today, you are here at Yinshi. How can I conjure up seasonings for you?"

He and Fu Liben made an appointment at [-]:[-] a.m. to deliver hot peppers. Who knew that these people heard the news and didn't want to line up. Condition.

Some people who were in a hurry to get to work simply squeezed in front of Duke Zhou: "Although I also want to eat small noodles, but the time for work is too urgent, Mr. Zhou, you should make me the noodles like before. Anyway, the taste is good, and it must be better than small noodles." Not much more."

Zhou Gong nodded quickly, and immediately started to do it.

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Before the noodles were ready, Fu Li's voice sounded behind him: "Duke Zhou, the hot peppers are here."

Seeing Fu Li coming, Duke Zhou hurriedly greeted him: "There are a lot of people today, I'm afraid the old man and Qian Er will be too busy. The old man specially borrowed the stove and pot that Qian Er used before, but I still need Mrs. Fu." Help me prepare the seasoning and side dishes."

Fu Li looked up at the line that was slowly forming, and the length of the line was still increasing, and nodded decisively: "Duke Zhou, don't worry, I am duty-bound to do this."

Duke Zhou couldn't be bothered to argue with her at this time, so he hurriedly took over the basket containing the hot peppers, and rushed to the stove and said to Qian Er: "Qian Er, later Mrs. Fu will prepare the seasoning and spices. As for the side dishes, you come to pull the noodles, and the old man will be in charge of cooking the noodles, is it clear?"

Qian Er glanced back at Fu Li, showed her a slightly straightforward smile, and started kneading the dough without saying a word.

Fu Li didn't delay, and immediately went to the side to prepare the onion, ginger, garlic and other seasonings.

After a while, Zhou Gong's noodle stall opened.

The three of them are all good at cooking, and they work in an assembly line. Soon, bowls of steaming hot noodles came out of the pot.

The first customer to eat the small noodles was the one who couldn't help but want to give up, because he had already started cooking for him, and it was not easy for others to jump in line.

He was standing in front of the noodle stall, watching his noodles from kneading, pulling, cooking, to adding seasonings... step by step.

Especially in the end, Fu Li scooped out a full spoonful of bright red oily chili peppers with a hint of spicy taste from the jar of chili oil, and put them into a bowl, then Qian Er took them and scooped them out of the pot. Pour half a spoonful of hot and clear broth into the bowl, and the spicy oily taste is immediately stimulated by the high temperature, and spreads out for a distance of one mile.

The guest couldn't help swallowing, which made the guests in the distance laugh.

But soon, the salty, spicy taste of oil and pepper penetrated into the nostrils of every guest present, which immediately caused the mouths of others to salivate crazily.

All the guests stared at the bright red noodle soup in his bowl, their mouths were busy swallowing, and they were completely speechless.

The noodle stall was already fully occupied, but the customer didn't mind at all. He handed the copper plate to Duke Zhou and started eating the noodles.As soon as he took the first mouthful of noodles, before he sucked all of it into his mouth, his eyes widened, and the movement of eating stopped abruptly.

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They asked one after another: "How is it? Is this small noodle delicious?"

The guest immediately snorted and sucked the noodles into his mouth, and after he swallowed them all, he suddenly yelled: "Fuck, it's so hot!"

When the others heard the words, they looked at the three of Fu Li, especially Fu Li's action of adding chili pepper to the bowl, and hesitated.

Fu Li was also a little uncertain, so he asked him: "The guests eat very spicy food, do you think they can't stand it? If I reduce the amount of spicy oil, will the taste be more suitable?"

As she asked this question, she became a little cautious when adding hot peppers to the second bowl——

She likes spicy food herself, and she also thinks that the spicy oil is not as spicy as yesterday's, so today when she put the spicy oil in the noodle bowl, she deliberately put in more spicy oil.It's just that these guests clamored for heavy taste, but they didn't know how to eat spicy food in action.

However, just as she put the oily chili seeds into the bowl, the guest shook her head repeatedly: "No, no, just this amount, this is enough flavor!"

Seemingly worried that Fu Li would not believe what he said, he immediately picked up the noodle bowl and began to deliver it to his mouth.

He ate fast enough, he finished a large bowl of noodles in two or three bites, and then gurgled all the noodle soup into his stomach without leaving a drop.

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Fu Li was dumbfounded.

He still felt that it was not enough: "Duke Zhou, cook me another bowl of noodles!"

How can other guests be willing to accept it?Immediately, he said to him unceremoniously: "You are so good, you were lucky to let you join the team once before, but you still want to jump in the team to eat the second bowl? Why are you thinking so beautifully, boy? Go, go!" Go, hurry to work at the pier!"

"Aren't I still full? Brothers, please let me have the second bowl of noodles too?"

Because small noodles are very attractive and worried about being cut off, the owner of the second bowl of noodles who had been standing by the noodle stall pushed him away: "You have a good idea! I advise you to hurry to the pier Work, finish the business work earlier, so that you can reach the noodle stall one step earlier at noon."

Seeing that there was really no way to jump in line, the man turned around and squeezed out of the crowd.

When the people left, the second guest said to Fu Li: "My lady, remember to put more chili peppers. It must be the same as the amount in Zhao's bowl, otherwise I won't pay for it!"

Fu Li smiled, raised his hand and scooped out half a spoonful of chili oil and put it into the bowl: "Don't worry, I'll definitely give you enough seasoning!"