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Chapter 37 Farewell, little fat girl

The next day.

After dinner, except for Shen Yu who went out early to study, almost the entire Shen family went out to set up a stall today.

We quickly set up the stall before noon. Because the noodles and side dishes were prepared at home, there was no need to turn on the fire at the stall. In order to avoid thirsty people eating cold noodles, a large bucket of mung bean soup was specially prepared. Get a bowl of noodles.

Shen Xingwan held a small wooden board in his hand, with "Cold Noodles Restaurant" written on it. It was the name of the stall, and it was placed in the most conspicuous position.

There are more than ten kinds of side dishes and various seasonings laid out on the counter, which is both pleasing to the eye and appetizing.

Ms. Zhang looked at the stalls that had been set up and breathed a sigh of relief, "You can go back first if you are fine. We don't need so many people here."

Shen Tang also wanted to supervise the renovation of the tavern, so he left first. Da Ya also took Er Ya away, as she had to go back and clean up the house.

Only Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Zhou were busy at the stall, and Shen Xingwan was watching the excitement with his fat cat.

Shen Xingwan looked at the people coming and going on the street and said to Mrs. Zhang, "Mom, you can mix a few bowls first and put them here for the guests' reference."

"This is a good idea, I'll adjust it right away."

Mrs. Zhang quickly prepared several bowls of different flavors and put them out. They looked delicious, delicious, and smelled spicy.

Time passed by, and many stalls nearby welcomed customers, but their stalls were still silent.

Mrs. Zhou became a little anxious and whispered, "It's not like we can't sell even one bowl."

Shen Xingwan thought for a moment, they were new here and had no regular customers, so they had to take the initiative to promote and attract customers.

He cleared his throat and shouted proactively, "Refreshing and delicious cold noodles. Each portion only costs six cents. Don't miss it if you pass by!"

The crisp and melodious children's voice quickly attracted everyone's attention. Some people turned their heads and took a look. It was fresh food that they had never seen before, and they were instantly interested.

The first person to come over was a young man. He took a look and asked, "What is this cold noodle?"

Shen Xingwan said smartly, "Brother, you can choose five kinds of side dishes and choose your own flavor. Our cold noodles have a different flavor than ordinary soup noodles."

"What are the flavors?" the young man asked,

"There are spicy, sour and spicy, sweet and sour spicy, and sweet peanut butter flavors." Zhang quickly introduced.

"Okay, give me a bowl of sweet, sour and spicy food to try."

The young man selected five of his favorite side dishes from more than ten kinds of side dishes.

The first bowl was sold, and gradually, because it was a new way of eating, it attracted many people, and business started to pick up.

Shen Xingwan was doing odd jobs on the side with her short legs, helping to serve noodles to the guests.

The stall is not very big, but fortunately there is no need to bring a stove. Three small tables are barely arranged, and they are basically always occupied.

Some customers asked if they could buy it to take away. Ms. Zhang said regretfully, "There is nothing to put the noodles in, so I can only eat it in a bowl here."

Shen Xingwan watched from the side, and it seemed that he had to find a way to let the guests pack it up and take it away.

Fu Jingchao was strolling on the street with Hongling and Qingsi, still dressed in a simple and elegant girl's dress.

"Miss, look over there?" Qingsi said excitedly.

Fu Jingchao looked over and saw at a glance that Shen Xingwan was holding a bowl of noodles in both hands and serving it to the guests, with a flattering smile on his face.

"From being the daughter of a marquis to running errands, the little girl has a good nature and adapts very quickly." Hong Ling couldn't help but sigh at the side.

Fu Jingchao curled his lips and said, "Let's go over and take a look."

There happened to be a table of guests who had finished eating and left, and Fu Jingchao sat down directly.

Hongling walked over, took a look and said, "Here are three bowls of cold noodles."

"Okay girls, what flavor do you want?" Ms. Zhang greeted enthusiastically.

Shen Xingwan, who had just returned from serving another table, saw Hong Ling at a glance.

"Sister Hongling, why are you here?" Shen Xingwan said a little surprised.

Hong Ling smiled and said, "I was just casually strolling around. I didn't expect to see you selling food. I must support you."

"Thank you sister, it tastes very good. I guarantee you won't be disappointed." Shen Xingwan said sweetly.

Fu Jingchao quietly watched from the side as Shen Xingwan was busy and greeted the guests with a smile. He was enjoying it very much and was not impatient at all.

When Shen Xingwan brought his bowl, Fu Jingcheng took the initiative and said, "Sit down and let's talk for a while."

Shen Xingwan put her hands on her hips and said proudly, "I am very busy now."

Qingsi stood up, "I'm here to help. Miss, please talk to the lady for a while."

How could Shen Xingwan really ask her to help? He immediately said, "No, I'm just joking. Sister Qingsi, sit down and eat some noodles."

In the end, Shen Xingwan sat obediently opposite Fu Jingchao, looked at him and couldn't help but said, "You look like you are very idle."

When a man disguises himself as a woman, shouldn't he be hiding some shocking secret or preparing to cause trouble?

She felt that Fu Jingchao's painting style was wrong. He looked very leisurely and comfortable every time, and he quite enjoyed dressing up in women's clothing.

Could it be that he is really an ancient version of a cross-dressing boss?

So, does he like men or women...Shen Xingwan's thinking began to diverge.

Fu Jingchao watched Shen Xingwan raise the corners of his mouth strangely, with a confused expression on his face, and couldn't help but throw the handkerchief accurately across the table at her face.

Shen Xingwan took off the veil that fell on her face and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

Fu Jingchao sneered, "You look like you're smiling with good intentions, what are you thinking about?"

"It's not that you are too beautiful. I like big beauties, so I can't help but laugh when I see you." Shen Xingwan said deliberately.

"Be careful if you smile crookedly, you may turn into something ugly." Fu Jingchao said with his usual venomous tongue.

"Ahem, then you should worry about yourself. I don't have any weird preferences anyway."

Qingsi and Hongling looked at each other, both speechless.

According to rumors, the master of the house who was aloof and dignified seemed to be a completely different person when he met this young lady of the Shen family, and his emotions fluctuated greatly.

"Eat your noodles, it's so delicious that it won't stop your mouth." Shen Xing frowned angrily and said speechlessly.

Fu Jingchao looked at her angry look and felt a lot better inexplicably. He chuckled and said, "It seems that you are really generous and fat. Look at your chubby appearance. You are as fat as a pig and not skinny at all.

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"You are the only one who is fat. The whole family is fat." Shen Xingwan instantly became furious, "You bean sprouts without breasts..."

"Pfft..." Qingsi couldn't help it anymore and laughed wildly.

Their cold-blooded prince was actually scolded for having no breasts...

Fu Jingchao laughed angrily, "I really want to beat you up, I think you just need a lesson."

Shen Xingwan looked at him warily, "Who told you to call me fat?"

In the end, for the sake of his own image, Fu Jingchao resisted the urge to beat Shen Xingwan in public and immersed himself in eating noodles.

After eating the noodles, Fu Jingchao put a couple of silver coins on the table.

Shen Xingwan, "It's a small business, if you can, just pay copper coins, eighteen coppers."

Fu Jingchao stood up and straightened his clothes, "Just think of it as a reward from me."

If there is an advantage, don't take advantage of it. Shen Xingwan collects the money with a smile on his face.

"Goodbye, little fat girl."

Fu Jingchao took a deep look at her and led the people away.

If nothing else, they won't see each other again.

The noble prince and the girl selling cold noodles in the small town are two completely parallel lines in life.


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