After the meal, Doctor Luo asked, "Zhou, do you sell these cold noodles? We might order them for lunch as it will save us the trouble of cooking."
"I haven't decided yet, but I'll try to sell it in the next few days."
"That's lovely. We will order them as long as you sell them. The weather is so hot that people don't have any appetite, so the number of people having stomach problems is rapidly increasing."
"Stomach problems? Food poisoning?"
"Some had stomachaches after eating spoiled food; some had gastric problems; and some even had heat stroke. In short, this heat is killing them."
"Indeed, we must avoid the summer heat; it's so stuffy and hot." When Zhou Ying said this, she thought of green bean soup. It seemed that she had to prepare some every day.
When the cold noodles and chilled jelly were launched at night, it was immediately a hit, especially with passersby. Eating it with a few lamb skewers and the like was comfortable.