70s Hot Wife Love

The next morning, just after dawn, Qin Wanyu opened her eyes and looked at her watch. It was already past four o'clock. She quickly put on her clothes, combed her hair neatly, and looked in the small mirror. Hmm! Not bad! She washed her face carefully with Lingxi water, and instantly felt that her skin was shining.

After she left the room, Qin Guoqiang also walked out leisurely, "Wanyu girl, are you opening today?" Qin Guoqiang looked at Qin Wanyu's energetic appearance, "This is the red envelope I gave you for the opening, take it!"

Qin Guoqiang handed Qin Wanyu ten one-dollar bills wrapped in red paper and said, "I hope everything goes well for you today and your business will prosper in the future!"

Qin Wanyu took the red envelope with both hands, "Thank you, Grandpa! I wish you good luck!"

After saying that, Qin Wanyu went to make breakfast. After a while, she heard the sound of a car horn outside the door, "Sister-in-law, she's gone!"

It was Xia Yuanchao who came to pick her up. Qin Wanyu picked up two steamed buns and prepared to greet her grandfather, but she saw Qin Guoqiang, dressed in new clothes, walking up to her. "I'll go with you today. I can help you!"

Qin Wanyu saw that Qin Guoqiang was in good spirits, so she nodded, and the two of them left the house together.

"Grandpa Qin, are you going today too?" Xia Yuanchao asked Qin Guoqiang in surprise.

"I'll go and help. I'll just sit at home anyway."

"Yeah, there will definitely be a lot of people today. Yesterday, when I passed by the store, I saw many people discussing that they should go early to line up today." Xia Yuanchao drove and turned back from time to time to chat with Qin Guoqiang.

When the three of them arrived, Cai Chunxiang and Wang Fugui had already arrived, and Cai Chunxiang had just finished making tofu pudding.

"Aunt Cai, why are you here so early?" Qin Wanyu asked.

"I couldn't sleep at home, so I came early! Oh! Mr. Qin, you are here too!" Cai Chunxiang saw Qin Guoqiang behind Qin Wanyu and quickly greeted him.

Those who arrived quickly got down to work, each taking responsibility for a part.

The sky was getting brighter and brighter, and there were more people on the road.

At this time, several people came in, "Boss, it's open?! We are here again!"

"Yeah!" Qin Wanyu looked at them and shouted happily, "Brother Zheng, are you going to work?"

"Yeah, I've been craving for noodles for a few days! Now that the new store is open, have you introduced any new dishes?"

"You finally asked the question. Look at the price list behind you." Qin Wanyu pointed at the handwritten price list on the red paper behind Zheng Qiming.

"What is this hot dry noodles?" Zheng Qiming asked after taking a look, not quite understanding it.

"Won't you know if you try it?"

"Okay, then have a bowl!" Zheng Qiming readily agreed. Qin Wanyu quickly prepared a bowl of hot dry noodles and handed it to Zheng Qiming, "Brother Zheng, mix it well before eating!"

Zheng Qiming took the bowl of noodles, stirred it evenly, and took a bite. "Wow! This tastes really good!"

The two colleagues behind Zheng Qiming came forward to take a look, then looked at the noodles in their own bowls, and it seemed that something was not quite right.

However, Zheng Qiming felt a little choked after eating a few bites, "Girl, do you have any water? It's too dry!"

"Hey! I forgot! Today, all customers who purchase staple food will have a chance to win a prize. Just wait!"

"Lottery? A draw for a big gold bar?!" "Hahahahaha"

Zheng Qiming's words caused his colleagues to laugh.

"Brother Zheng, it's daybreak now! If you want to dream, you'll have to wait until night!"

The person who was laughing just now laughed even louder.

Qin Wanyu moved the large turntable to a conspicuous position at the door and asked Zheng Qiming and two colleagues to turn it once each.

Zheng Qiming looked at what was written on the turntable and said, "This turntable of yours is quite interesting, not bad!" Then he muttered softly, "Tofu pudding, tofu pudding, tofu pudding..." Then he exerted force suddenly, and everyone stared at the turntable spinning rapidly. It slowly turned slower and slower, and finally stopped at "Another bowl".

The few people who were paying attention to the results laughed non-stop, "Brother Zheng, another bowl of hot dry noodles, hahahaha!"

Qin Wanyu followed up with a stab: "I'll have another bowl with you."

Zheng Qiming was so scared that he quickly grabbed Qin Wanyu and said, "Stop! I really can't eat anymore! Can I buy a bowl of tofu pudding?"

"Hahahaha! Okay, come and eat this bowl tomorrow. I'll remember it for you." Qin Wanyu took out a small card made of paper from the drawer with "A bowl of hot dry noodles" written on it and handed it to Zheng Qiming.

Then Zheng Qiming’s two colleagues won soy milk and wontons respectively.

Passersby who were already attracted by the big roulette wheel saw Zheng Qiming and others cashing in their prizes after winning, and they couldn't help but curiously go in and buy a bowl of staple food. They were not in a hurry to eat, but quickly came to line up for the lottery.

Because the members of Duan Yuying's Art Troupe had not arrived yet, Qin Wanyu had to be responsible for collecting money while organizing a lottery for those who bought breakfast.

Soon, the line got longer. Some people came to eat breakfast by themselves, and when they saw that they could draw prizes, they quickly finished their food and called their family members to buy them. The luckier people took the prizes away and gave them to their family members, or saved them for lunch.

At half past six, Duan Yuying's people arrived one after another and began to prepare props.

Seeing Qin Wanyu busy, Duan Yuying hurried over and said, "The host will be here soon, just hold on for a while."

Qin Wanyu looked at Duan Yuying with gratitude.

Duan Yuying took out a Sanyo radio and used an extended power strip to pull it outside the store. Instantly, "I Love Wuzhi Mountain, I Love Wanquan River" started playing, and some people in the queue couldn't help but sing along.

"I love Wuzhi Mountain and Wanquan River. I took the Red Army's guns with both hands and defended the motherland on Hainan Island..."

It instantly became a large chorus scene. People in the distance also moved closer to Qin Wanyu's noodle shop because of the music, and at the same time, the passengers of passing vehicles looked out, looking for the source of the sound.

Ming Liyan suddenly showed up and was pulled over by Duan Yuying to act as a temporary host. It was not that Duan Yuying's art troupe did not have a host, but she thought that the city TV station would come to report today, and she still hoped that her apprentice would have more opportunities to show her face. Because this noodle shop also belonged to her cousin, as soon as Duan Yuying asked, Ming Liyan agreed without hesitation.

Ming Liyan stood beside Qin Wanyu and watched for a while, then took the things from her hand and said loudly: "Today is the grand opening day of Yiwanxiang Noodle House. We have carefully prepared several programs for everyone. If you have time, you can stay and watch. If you are in a hurry, you can queue up to buy breakfast first, and then eat while watching after spinning the big turntable. Our performance will start in ten minutes, so please hurry up."

Qin Wanyu looked at the increasing number of people outside and suddenly felt that she had not prepared enough things for today. She did not expect that as soon as Duan Yuying's Sanyo was turned on, all those who loved to join in the fun came.

Cai Chunxiang kept making wontons and beating soy milk and tofu pudding, Wang Fugui kept kneading, rolling and cutting dough, Qin Wanyu kept cooking and adding seasonings, Qin Guoqiang helped to clean up the dishes, and Xia Yuanchao could only squat outside the back door to wash the dishes.