Let’s split up if we want to. I have a system, so who should I be afraid of?

These people are well-known troublemakers in the village. Although they are not bullies, they like to gossip and cannot be offended.

Su Panpan didn't really want to curry favor with them, but she was afraid that she might need them someday, so it might be a good idea to build a personal relationship with them now.

Liu Ermaizi took the noodles handed to him by Su Panpan, tasted it, and excitedly asked Su Panpan to give him some more, some more.

Seeing Liu Ermaizi's appearance, Aunt Liu, Aunt Wang, and Liu Cuilan couldn't help it either. They quickly picked up the bowl, picked up the noodles and started slurping them.

My god, there are actually noodles that are this delicious! I’ve lived for decades and this is the first time I’ve eaten them.

The meatballs are spicy and tasty, and absorb the soup. Every bite is full of meaty flavor and tender and juicy.

The noodles are soaked in the thick soup and are super delicious. It is so refreshing to drink a mouthful of soup and slurp a mouthful of noodles.

Zhao Cuihua, who was sitting next to her, couldn't help swallowing her saliva a few times when she saw her former best friend eating so deliciously. But she sneered, "How can a bowl of noodles taste so good? It's like no one else has ever eaten it. I used to eat three bowls of noodles during Chinese New Year! Three bowls!"

Aunt Liu had sharp ears and got angry when she heard it. She felt that Zhao Cuihua was mocking her for being greedy.

She responded bluntly, "Ah, some people are so pitiful when they can't eat the grapes and say they are sour."

"Hey, you old lady Liu, who says sour grapes? I just look down on these broken noodles. They don't look good." Zhao Cuihua's cheeks puffed up like an angry toad.

"I think you are just jealous of other people's delicious food, but you can't have it yourself, so you are talking nonsense here. Ask everyone who has eaten this noodles, and everyone will say that Panpan's noodles are delicious!" Aunt Liu was not willing to be outdone.

Several villagers who had eaten noodles nearby nodded in unison, agreeing with Aunt Liu's statement.

"These noodles are the most delicious. They are the noodles that gods eat." Several children who had tasted the noodles shouted immediately, and the villagers nearby burst into laughter.

Zhao Cuihua glared at the children fiercely.

The children ran away as soon as they started running.

Aunt Liu slurped the noodles in front of Zhao Cuihua with a smug look on her face, enjoying each mouthful and saying, "Ah, so delicious!"

Liu Cuilan and Aunt Wang, who were standing nearby, were afraid a fight was about to break out, so they anxiously advised Aunt Liu, "Oh, stop talking. It's not worth it for such a small matter."

Aunt Liu waved her hand and whispered to the others, "No, I have to teach this old lady Zhao a lesson today. I can't stand her being so arrogant."

Liu Ermaizi also nodded. He had been ridiculed by Zhao Cuihua before, and now he wished that Aunt Liu could teach Zhao Cuihua a lesson.

Aunt Liu hit the nail on the head when Zhao was thinking about it. She felt flustered but she still didn't let her off.

"Who's greedy? I don't want these crappy noodles. The noodles I ate during Chinese New Year were really delicious. They were thin and long, and had meat sauce in them. They were nothing like this."

Aunt Liu burst out laughing, her face full of sarcasm. "You can just pretend as much as you want. Your eyes are practically glued to the other person's bowl, and you still say you're not greedy. I see you're just being stubborn. If you have the guts, don't swallow your saliva."

Zhao subconsciously touched her throat and found that she was actually swallowing her saliva, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

But she still said stubbornly: "My throat is uncomfortable, not swallowing saliva."

Aunt Liu rolled her eyes. "Come on, everyone knows your little tricks. You just want to try the noodles, but you can't bring yourself to do it."

Aunt Liu hit the nail on the head when Zhao was thinking about it, and her face turned red and white.

She was so angry that she said, "I don't want to taste it. Who knows if it's clean? Maybe it was picked up from somewhere."

Aunt Liu was so angry that she laughed, "How can you be so evil? In this day and age, why don't you pick one up and show it to me."

The two of them were arguing with each other, and everyone around them couldn't help laughing.

The surrounding villagers sat on the haystacks nearby, holding their bowls and shoveling rice into their mouths while watching the excitement with interest.

These two old ladies are getting funnier as they get older. They can even quarrel like this over a bowl of noodles.

Su Panpan also served a bowl to Uncle Zhang to try.

After taking a bite, Uncle Zhang praised it repeatedly, saying that it was an amazing delicacy and there was a chance that it would be named a national delicacy and passed down through the ages, so that his descendants could all have a taste of it.

Uncle Zhang spread the word, and everyone in Huaxi Village, young and old, men and women, who were working along the road, knew that the noodles cooked by Su Panpan were a legend that would be passed down through the ages.

Seeing that there was not much food left in the pot, Su Panpan asked Erniu to move the pot back.

"Panpan, the land in your backyard can only be plowed after the road is built." After Erniu and Su Panpan became familiar with each other, Mrs. Su stopped calling her Panpan and unconsciously began to call her Panpan.

"Okay, that's fine!" Su Panpan couldn't tell what was wrong when she heard Erniu start calling her Panpan.

"It's almost time, let's start working." shouted the village head.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill and rested for a while, they all got up and prepared to start building the road with full energy.

The men carried their tools and strode briskly toward the road construction site. They rolled up their sleeves, revealing their strong arms, and swung the shovels vigorously to shovel up the soil. Some pushed wheelbarrows, transporting the soil back and forth, with sweat running down their cheeks.

The women were not to be outdone. Some of them picked up shovels, while others helped carry some lighter items to lighten the burden for the men. They talked and laughed while working, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

The children ran around happily, occasionally picking up some small stones and crushing them on the side of the road.

Su Panpan also quickly joined the work team. She was quick and efficient and full of energy.

She thought that once the road was repaired and more people came and went, it would be easier to do business. Then she would set up a stall at her doorstep and sell instant noodles.

Of course, this is just a thought now, and we will have to see the situation when the time comes.

Everyone was working enthusiastically, but there were also some people who were cheating.

Just when everyone was busy, the county magistrate and the prefect came over in a carriage to inspect.

The villagers usually stay in the village, so they have never seen an official as high-ranking as the prefect!

This was like a strong spring breeze for the villagers, instantly blowing away the hesitation and laziness in their hearts.

Even those lazy villagers were eager to shovel their dirt in front of the prefect and perform well to win face.

When the prefect appeared at the road construction site in his dignified official uniform, the county magistrate next to him also bowed and made various introductions.

The villagers stopped what they were doing and looked at him.