Chapter 946 The First Bucket of Gold (First Update)

This time, Qin Wanglan finally got the permission from the Lord of the Kingdom of Love to enter and leave the North District military camp at will to investigate the origin of the "blood water".

Unexpectedly, after going there, he saw such a situation...

He was holding back a breath of anger in his heart, and the whole person seemed to be about to explode, but he still returned to his Royal City Legion Command Center with a warm smile on his face.

Xia Chujian's fried dough sticks just happened to be fried in the first pot.

When she took a one-foot-long, fat, crispy and golden fried dough stick out of the oil pan, the wheat fragrance mixed with the oil fragrance instantly spread to the entire West District, and even spread to the North District, Central District and East District.

Xia Chujian also thought it was very exaggerated.

What's going on?

How could the fragrance of this fried dough stick be so outrageous? !

Xia Chujian couldn't help but pick up the first fried dough stick she fried with chopsticks, put it in her mouth and took a bite.

The crispy and fragrant taste exploded in her mouth, as if all the taste buds were awakened, and every cell in the body was eager to be nourished.

Xia Chujian had eaten fried dough sticks before.

The fried dough sticks made by her aunt Xia Yuanfang were unsurpassed in her mind.

But this time, when she took a bite of the fried dough sticks she made, she found that the taste was far better than that of her aunt.

The satisfaction and fullness brought by eating this fried dough stick with an oily aroma, which was actually not in line with health requirements, even cleansed people's hearts and spirits.

The pleasure brought by food seemed to be able to heal the trauma of the soul and spirit...

There was also a real physical feeling.

Delicious, delicious, just delicious!

Xia Chujian's homesickness, which had accumulated for many days and was almost about to burst, was released at this moment.

She simply took another bite and put the fried dough stick she had eaten on another plate.

This was her dinner, not for sale.

She then fried the remaining fried dough sticks.

While she was frying the fried dough sticks, many diners gathered one after another.

They gathered at the door of Xia Chujian's Xiaoxin Food Shop, pointing at the one-foot-long golden sticks she fried.

"Boss Hua, are you creating something new?"

"What is this? It looks like fried noodles, but it looks better than fried noodles, and it smells really good! - How are you going to sell it?"

"This thing not only looks good, it must taste better!"

"Boss Hua, what kind of oil are you using? It's much cleaner than the oil I use at home!"

"Boss Hua, I'll give you one Iron Coin, can you buy one right away? I'm dying of greed!"

The last person shouted impatiently, making everyone laugh.

Xia Chujian looked up and smiled, then wrote on the small whiteboard.

[Xia Chujian]: Today's single product - fried dough sticks, one Iron Coin for each one.

When everyone saw it, they were all in an uproar: "Ah?! You really want one Iron Coin for each one?!"

"One Iron Coin is worth one thousand Xi Coins! One thousand Xi Coins can buy even top-grade pork!"

"Can this thing be better than top-grade pork?!"

Xia Chujian smiled but said nothing.

If it tastes good, you'll know after taking a bite, right?

However, she would not provide tasting.

She was fishing like Jiang Taigong, and those who were willing to take the bait would take it.

If she could sell it, she would sell it. If she couldn't sell it, she would keep it for herself, which was what she wanted.

The diners who were watching looked at the high price and hesitated for a moment.

Only the person who first asked to buy a fried dough stick with a Tiejuan coin immediately threw out a Tiejuan coin and said, "Give me one!"

Xia Chujian took the Tiejuan coin, picked up a dough stick with a long bamboo chopstick, wrapped it in oil paper and handed it to him.

The man took the oil paper package and immediately took a bite of the golden, crispy, tender and soft fried dough stick that exuded the aroma of wheat and oil.

There was a slight click, and the man closed his eyes and chewed slowly.

This was a taste he had never tasted before.

It's not that he had never eaten fried noodles before, but no fried noodles had such a breathtaking fragrance, full of fullness and satisfaction.

He was angry with his family and customers in his store today. He felt that life was dark and his future was bleak, and he wanted to die.

He just said that he would use an iron coin to buy this novel food, which was also a self-destructive idea.

He thought that before he died, he would spend an unprecedented high price to buy something he wanted to eat, so that it would not be in vain to come to this world...

But after eating a few bites, the blockage in his heart seemed to be suddenly cleared.

He was no longer entangled, and he had no idea of ​​committing suicide.

Instead, he was thinking while eating, except death, there is nothing more serious. He is not afraid of death, so why should he be afraid of a few thorns? !

It's okay!

Think of a way, pass this level, and you will go to the next level!

He finished eating the fried dough sticks, laughed, turned around and bowed to Xia Chujian, and said: "Thank you, Boss Hua, for the delicious food! Save my life!"

He said this without any reason, making people think that he was thanking the food for the pleasure it brought him. No one realized that he was saying "save my life" in the literal sense.

Xia Chujian felt this meaning vaguely, and nodded with a smile, thinking, this person is really nice, he spent a lot of money to buy her things, but he still thanked her...

It seems that he should have the same feelings as her.

Xia Chujian looked at the fried dough sticks she fried, and was secretly surprised.

Was it the problem of the dough or the oil?

Why was the feeling before and after so different?

When other diners saw this scene, they all widened their eyes in disbelief, wandering between Xia Chujian and the diner who had just left, strongly suspecting that it was a shill!

It was a shill hired by Xiaoxin Food Shop!

They also run restaurants, who doesn't know who? !

However, the aroma of the fried dough sticks increased instead of decreasing, making them irresistible.

So they rushed in one after another, all holding iron coins, to buy a fried dough stick.

Xia Chujian fried about thirty-one fried dough sticks, except for the fried dough sticks she had already bitten twice, leaving thirty, and sold twenty-nine in an instant.

In the end, only one fat fried dough stick was left, emitting a lingering fragrance in the bamboo tube that could drain the oil.

And there were about a dozen diners present.

So many people stared at this fried dough stick, and almost fought.

But in the end, none of them could get this fried dough stick.

Because Qin Wanglan came.

This time he did not stand at the back and watch everyone, but let his mechanical guards clear the way in front, pushed away all the people in line in front, and stood in front of Xia Chujian's oil pan.

He stared at the small whiteboard hanging diagonally on Xia Chujian's body and said, "...Isn't this fried noodles? What is the 'dough sticks' you wrote?"

Xia Chujian wrote on the small whiteboard.

[Xia Chujian]: I don't know fried noodles, but what I made is fried dough sticks.

Qin Wanglan's pupils shrank slightly, but on the surface he still maintained a little curiosity and continued to ask: "Dough sticks? I have never heard of it."

After a pause, he asked again: "How do you know how to fry fried dough sticks? Who taught you?"

Xia Chujian actually wanted to say that it was her own original craft, but when she thought of her aunt, she was still a little ashamed.

Because this was not her original creation, but her aunt's original creation.

Although her aunt said that it came from the Xia family's recipe, Xia Chujian was not a child anymore.

It was okay to lie to her when she was a child, but it was not okay now.

Where is the recipe in their Xia family?

Xia Chujian's mind turned quickly and wrote such words on the small whiteboard.

[Xia Chujian]: This is what my aunt taught me. My aunt makes it much better than me.

Qin Wanglan's body was slightly stiff, his hands were shaking slightly, and he quickly put them behind his back.

He tried his best to stay calm, and continued to ask with a smile: "Really? Your aunt can also make fried dough sticks? What's her name, and where did she learn it from?"

Xia Chujian thought Qin Wanglan's question was a bit strange.

Asking where she learned it from is understandable, but asking your aunt's name is a bit impolite.

You don't know each other, why ask her name...

Xia Chujian rolled her eyes in contempt in her heart, but she still kept a smile on her face, thinking that you can ask whatever you want, I will lose if I tell the truth!

She wrote on the small whiteboard: My aunt's name is Hua Yixin, and she learned this from a book.

When Qin Wanglan saw the three words "Hua Yixin", her pupils shrank suddenly, and the smile on her face seemed to solidify.

His eyes involuntarily fell on the three words. He looked at them for a long time. Seeing that the diners behind him were getting impatient, he boldly asked: "Captain Qin, are you going to buy it or not?!"

"If not, we can..."

Qin Wanglan came back to his senses, raised his hand to stop the people behind him from screaming, and said lightly: "I'll buy it..."

The people behind him who were pushed away by his mechanical guards were very unwilling and shouted: "There must be a first come first served, right?!"

"You are cutting in line!"

Qin Wanglan did not look back, and directly took out a button-sized golden coin and said: "One golden coin."

When he said this, the diners behind him were silent.

What a joke...

One golden coin can buy a three-story house in the best location in the royal city!

As expected of the commander of the royal city, he really has too much money to spend...

Qin Wanglan put the button-sized golden coin in Xia Chujian's hand, and then took the fried dough stick from her bamboo basket.

When he turned around, he took a bite of the fried dough stick.

The taste made his eyes tear up instantly.

He raised his head and looked at the tall black tower in front of him. While chewing, he let the tears that almost burst out of his eyes slowly retreat.

Xia Chujian couldn't see all this, but was just thinking that she hadn't asked the commander of the Qin army how their "fried noodles" were made...

What she didn't know was that Qin Wanglan returned to his office in the command center of the Wangcheng Army and locked himself in for a whole night.

And Xia Chujian just stared at the button-sized golden coins in a trance, thinking that she finally made her first pot of gold by herself!

...

The next day, when Xia Chujian opened the door to prepare noodles, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

As soon as the door panel opened, she saw Qin Wanglan standing at the door of her shop.

He was still wearing the military uniform he wore yesterday, but it was wrinkled and not as straight as yesterday.

There were red bloodshot in his eyes and a green shadow of stubble on his chin.

The whole person looked haggard and decadent, as if he hadn't slept for a long time.

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