Chapter 92 About Instant Noodles
After eleven o'clock at noon, Qing Huan came out of the kitchen with cooked instant noodles, and then she took out a bottle of Happy Fat Boy Water and a few instant chicken feet from the space, and took a mouthful of instant noodles and a mouthful of chicken feet. Claw, I ate a mouthful of instant noodles and a mouthful of happy fat house water.

After she finished eating all the food, she burped in satisfaction. Now she finally understood why so many people like to eat food made by technology and hard work, because it is really delicious.

However, she doesn't plan to eat too much of this kind of food, because it is not good for her body. In addition, she is now growing up, so she can't eat too much of this kind of food, but it is still okay to have a toothpaste once in a while.

It is said that instant noodles have not yet become popular in this era, right?So when did instant noodles become popular in China?
After thinking about it for a while, she couldn't remember when instant noodles became popular in China, but she remembered who made the first bag of instant noodles. blessing.

But the flavor of the instant noodles he made is very simple, and the taste of instant noodles produced by Haishi Yimin No. [-] Factory is also very simple, so if there is a chance in the future, she will definitely make all the flavors of instant noodles that appear in the future .

Maybe she can make a lot of money by taking advantage of this shareholding wind, and become the pig that is blown up on the wind.

Shi Qinghuan couldn't help laughing when she thought of the scene where she would make a lot of money from instant noodles in the future.

But she was just happy for a while, and restrained her emotions, because those things are two years later, and the current environment does not allow her to flex her muscles, so she should hang on for now.

"Knock-knock...knock-knock...."

Just when Shi Qinghuan was about to go to the kitchen to wash the dishes, she heard a knock on the door, so she put down the dishes in her hand and went to the door to open the door.

When she opened the door, she saw an eight or nine-year-old boy standing at the door of her house. If she remembered correctly, this little boy should be Wang Ailan's youngest son.

As for the name, she really couldn't remember it.

So she asked the little boy, "What can you do for me?"

"My mother asked you to go to my house."

"Okay, I'll be there in a while." After Shi Qinghuan finished speaking, she took out two fruit candies from the space through the cover of her pocket and stuffed them into the little boy's hands, and then let the little boy go home first.

After Guan Xiaofu got home, he immediately showed Wang Ailan the fruit candy in his hand, and then said to Wang Ailan: "Mother, sister Huanhuan gave it to me, but sister Huanhuan doesn't seem to know my name. "

"Of course you sister Huanhuan doesn't know your name, because you haven't told her your name."

"Then I will tell Sister Huanhuan my name in a while."

"Okay, let's go play."

After hearing what Wang Ailan said, Guan Xiaofu took out one candy and stuffed it into Wang Ailan's hand, then he peeled off another candy and stuffed it into his mouth before going out to play.

Wang Ailan looked at Guan Xiaofu's bouncing back and smiled helplessly, then she handed the candy to Xu Cuihua and said, "Mother, this candy is for you to eat."

"I won't eat it, let Xiaofu eat it."

"Okay." After Wang Ailan finished speaking, she put away the sugar and continued to wash the persimmons in her hands.

(End of this chapter)

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