Around 7 p.m., Grandma Lin went to deliver some snacks to her great-grandmother's house but hadn't returned yet; they were probably chatting.

Lin Xiaoqian had nothing to do, so she went to the shop.

Although Lin Xiaoqian acquired a lot of gold and silver treasures in the ancient world, he did not intend to exchange them for money. Firstly, the origin of the items was uncertain, and secondly, they were all rare and valuable items, so it would be a pity to exchange them.

She wouldn't sell her valuables for money unless she was at her wit's end.

At most, I'd take some loose gold to a jewelry store to get some cash for emergencies.

Therefore, although Lin Xiaoqian possessed a fortune of gold and silver, she was actually still penniless and had to continue selling food to earn money.

What's more, there's also Yang Ziping, who paid for his meal in advance and is waiting to have dinner.

Yesterday in the original world, because I was preparing ingredients and was a little nervous about my first time traveling through time, I didn't go to the store to open for business that night.

I wonder what the kid ate for dinner since she wasn't open for business.

At 8:30, the school bell rang on time to signal the end of get out of class at the town's middle school.

Yang Ziping strode out of the school gate, hoping that Xiao Qian's restaurant would be able to open.

"Yang Ziping! Yang Ziping! Wait for me!"

Hearing someone call his name, Yang Ziping frowned and turned around.

The man hurriedly caught up with him and complained, "Didn't we agree yesterday that we'd go together? Why didn't you wait for me?"

Yang Ziping's lips moved slightly: "Li Yingxue, I didn't tell you."

Li Yingxue was the first girl to ask Lin Xiaoqian what kind of store it was on the night the store opened.

Li Yingxue tugged at the canvas bag on her shoulder: "Didn't you just agree?"

Yang Ziping wanted to explain, but Li Yingxue, who couldn't wait any longer, grabbed his arm and started running.

Li Yingxue said as she ran, "Oh dear, let's hurry up and see if the store is open today. I haven't had their fried rice for two days and I'm really craving it."

Yang Ziping looked at the hand gripping his arm tightly and blushed slightly.

The two walked to the street corner and could see the lights on in the shop from afar.

Li Yingxue said happily, "Open the door! Come on! I want to eat sausage and egg fried rice."

Yang Ziping didn't say anything before she pulled him away.

As soon as she entered, Li Yingxue called out, "Sister Xiaoqian, I want a bowl of sausage fried rice!"

Lin Xiaoqian poked her head out of the small kitchen window, saw that it was two familiar people, and asked Li Yingxue with a smile, "Why do you call me Sister Xiaoqian?"

Li Yingxue blinked her big eyes: "Isn't that right? Sister, isn't your surname Qian? It says 'Little Qian's Restaurant' on the storefront, and it's even on your apron."

Lin Xiaoqian was stunned by these words. She originally wanted to ask Li Yingxue how she knew her name, but by a twist of fate, she found out that Li Yingxue thought her surname was Qian.

Suddenly I couldn't laugh or cry.

Yang Ziping, being a long-time resident of the area, learned Lin Xiaoqian's name from her family and said, "Sister Xiaoqian's surname is Lin, and her full name is Lin Xiaoqian."

Li Yingxue was not originally a resident of this town; she rented a house nearby to attend school.

So, after learning the truth, Li Yingxue didn't feel embarrassed or ashamed. She said casually, "Then I didn't call you wrong, hehe. Sister Xiaoqian, I'm starving after three evening self-study sessions. Please, Sister Xiaoqian, grant me some delicious sausage and egg fried rice."

Then he crossed his hands and placed them under his chin, looking at Lin Xiaoqian with anticipation.

Lin Xiaoqian was amused by her quirky and clever appearance; she was such a lovable girl.

However, she was destined not to get her wish today: "Sorry, because we didn't steam rice today, there's no fried rice series."

Some students who walked a little slower than Li Yingxue and the others were happy that the restaurant was open today, but as soon as they entered, they heard Lin Xiaoqian's words.

He immediately wailed, "Huh? No more fried rice with egg?"

"Without fried rice, I feel like my world has turned gray."

"I feel like my life isn't complete without fried rice."

"I can't breathe, I desperately need fried rice to save me."

Lin Xiaoqian burst into laughter at the students' antics.

Having finally stopped laughing, he said, "However, we have a new product today: Zhajiangmian (noodles with soybean paste)!"

After saying that, he said with a mysterious look, "It's fresh out of the pot, and it's super delicious!"

The students thought, "Okay, since we're already here, and the owner of this shop makes pretty good fried rice, his noodles with soybean paste should be pretty good too, so let's give it a try."

A group of people put down their schoolbags and started waiting for Lin Xiaoqian to make noodles with soybean paste.

The fried sauce was just fried by Lin Xiaoqian at the perfect time. As soon as the lid was lifted, the aroma instantly filled the entire house.

"Wow, it smells so good!" The students sniffed, their mouths watered, and their stomachs started growling.

Feeling increasingly hungry, some students got up to get a drink.

As soon as I reached the refrigerator, I cried out in despair, "Boss, your refrigerator has been robbed! It's empty!"

Lin Xiaoqian only remembered that she had forgotten to restock when she heard the sound.

She poked her head out of the small window and said to the students, "We forgot to restock. I told you before that you would get a free drink if you ordered within the first three days of opening. So, go to the convenience store next door to get your drinks and tell the owner to put it on my tab."

Lin Xiaoqian has been running her shop here for quite some time now, and she knows all the neighbors well, so buying a drink and keeping track of the bill is no big deal for her.

The students were very simple and honest, and they were a little embarrassed when they heard this.

I just asked the owner, and a bowl of noodles with soybean paste costs 7 yuan. A bottle of water at a convenience store costs 3 yuan. If they go and take it, wouldn't the owner lose money? Besides, they already drank it the day before yesterday.

Seeing that no one moved, Lin Xiaoqian understood their concerns and said with a smile, "It's okay, consider it my treat to drinks."

He scooped up some noodles from the pot, pointed at Li Yingxue, and said, "Little sister, if they're not going, you go. What do you usually like to drink? Go get some, one bottle each."

Li Yingxue didn't hesitate when she heard the assignment; she simply said "Okay" and turned to go to the convenience store.

Soon, Li Yingxue returned, carrying a super-sized bottle of Coke, a super-sized bottle of Sprite, and a super-sized bottle of orange juice with pulp.

She said, "Sister Xiaoqian, I'm back. It's 24 yuan in total. I told the boss to put it on your tab."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiaoqian realized that drinks for more than a dozen people, at three yuan a bottle, would cost more than thirty yuan. What could she have bought so cheaply?

Upon seeing the three enormous bottles in Li Yingxue's arms, he was instantly both amused and exasperated, saying in a slightly annoyed tone, "I told you to buy the small bottles... You're such a clever little devil."

Li Yingxue playfully stuck out her tongue, then went to get disposable cups to distribute to everyone, and said, "Sister Xiaoqian is treating us to drinks, so be generous and finish them all for her."

Li Yingxue's quirky Northeastern accent made everyone laugh, creating a wonderful atmosphere in the store.

Having shared fried rice together before, they quickly became acquainted and started chatting enthusiastically as they gathered together to eat noodles with soybean paste and drink beverages.

From class gossip to campus anecdotes, from who's dating whom to the grade head brushing his teeth at school this morning.

When Lin Xiaoqian served the noodles with soybean paste, she overheard a student saying that their math teacher and history teacher were dating.

Good heavens, students really can't keep any secrets from their mouths.

The restaurant only quieted down after everyone started eating the noodles with soybean paste.

Naturally, it was because the noodles smelled so good that I could only bury my head in my food and couldn't even lift my head to speak.

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