Xue Sifu replied, "Fried rice noodles and pork broth rice noodles. The sweet and sour rice noodles are also selling well."
Shopkeeper Qiao glanced at the stove and saw that the four claypots were already boiling. They belonged to someone else. "I'll have a bowl of fried rice noodles please."
"Alright, please wait a moment." Xue Sifu immediately went to cook the rice noodles.
At this moment, Jiang Yue and Xue Xiao looked at each other and firmly believed that Shopkeeper Qiao must have come for a reason. Even if he didn't say it now, he would definitely say it later.
The dried rice noodles softened after soaking in cold water. Xue Sifu only needed to stir-fry and then add some side ingredients. Soon, a bowl of fragrant fried rice noodles was placed in front of Shopkeeper Qiao.
Shopkeeper Qiao took out a pair of clean chopsticks from the bamboo tube on the table before slowly tasting the food.