At this moment, a crowd had gathered at the kitchen entrance, and waitress Yang Rong couldn’t stop them. Seeing this, Lin Xiang went in through another door. "Brother Shen, what’s going on? Surely all these people aren’t here to protest, right?" Chef Shen rolled his eyes at Lin Xiang, "Don’t you know why?" Lin Xiang’s eyes were clear, "Should I know why?" Chef Shen pointed with his chin at the pot simmering spicy noodles, "They’ve all been drawn in by the aroma." Only then did Lin Xiang realize that as she passed through the hall earlier with a bowl, the diners must have caught a whiff of the scent. To be fair, today’s spicy noodle dish was much tastier than the ones she sold at the market stall. This was because the state-owned restaurant had more complete varieties of spices, many of which she couldn’t buy at the supply and marketing cooperative, so she had to use inferior substitutes or even omit them entirely, resulting in a good taste but still missing something. Lin Xiang quickly covered the aluminum pot emitting the fragrance with a lid, "We can’t sell it today. If the foreign traders agree, this will become a commercial secret!" Luckily, spicy noodles weren’t originally on the state-owned restaurant’s menu, so Chef Shen refused them. Lin Xiang cooked a few more bowls of spicy noodles with bone broth and took them to the private room. This time she was more cautious, covering each bowl with an empty bowl to conceal the aroma. In the private room, everyone including John was eating with great enjoyment. Especially John, who was sweating profusely, stopping occasionally to wipe his forehead with a tissue before continuing to eat. He was the most skilled with chopsticks and the fastest eater among them. He pushed the empty bowl forward and commented, "Although the bone broth one is tasty, I find the spicy one even more delicious." "We think the bone broth is better." The others said in unison. While the spicy version was tasty, it was too numbing and spicy, causing their lips, tongues, throats, and stomachs to struggle with the flavor. In comparison, the bone broth flavor was rich but neither numbing nor spicy, making it more to their liking. "Are there other flavors?" John asked. Lin Xiang spread her hands, "Today was a bit rushed, so I only had time to prepare bone broth and spicy flavors. If Mr. John likes, I can also make tomato-flavored, garlic-flavored, sesame-flavored, and sour-spicy flavors." With each name Lin Xiang mentioned, a hint of bewilderment flashed in John’s blue eyes. But he didn’t question it, only saying, "Tomorrow then, tomorrow you make those flavors of spicy noodles for me." John’s tone carried a hint of command, but Lin Xiang happily agreed. As long as he likes to eat, she has a way to get him to sign the contract! After sending John and the others back to the hostel, Lin Xiang went to the township government with Secretary Wang. In the Township Party Secretary’s office, Lin Xiang reported in detail how John liked the spicy noodles. The Township Party Secretary frowned slightly, "Weren’t we supposed to sell them milk candy? How did it turn into spicy noodles?" Indeed, any foreign exchange order is good news, but the issue is that spicy noodles, being so soupy, are a challenge to transport across oceans, let alone from Mianyang Town to the provincial capital Ji City! On her way here, Lin Xiang had already gleaned information from Secretary Wang; there was no technology for producing instant food anywhere in Hua Country, let alone Ji Province. Perhaps it’s available abroad, but it hasn’t reached Hua Country yet. While it’s a bit troublesome, it’s not entirely unmanageable. "Initially, I wanted the foreign traders to purchase White Rabbit milk candy. However, although Mr. John found White Rabbit milk candy delicious, he wasn’t interested at the moment. It wasn’t until I cooked lunch for them that Mr. John and his group became very interested in the spicy noodles, so I thought, why don’t we switch tracks?" The Township Party Secretary tapped his fingers lightly on the table and, after a while, said, "White Rabbit milk candy doesn’t have to be sold, but the problem is, how will we transport the spicy noodles you mentioned overseas?" "That’s indeed a big problem, but if we can overcome the current technology, it would be a qualitative leap for us." "Overcome the technology? How do you plan to do that?" On the way back, Lin Xiang kept pondering the machine modification issue. The technical requirements for such machines weren’t actually difficult, but earlier, with Secretary Wang accompanying her, she toured the food factory in Mianyang Town and found that the machines currently in use were outdated and couldn’t be modified. Therefore, she needs to visit the food factories in Luochuan County and even Ji City to see if the machines in these places can be modified. As long as the machines can be modified, the order is halfway completed. The Township Party Secretary supported Lin Xiang’s idea and personally called the county leaders to schedule a meeting for the morning after tomorrow. Unconsciously, Lin Xiang had walked out of Mianyang Town and onto the road leading to Li Hua Team. The road was flanked by tall sorghum stalks. It was already winter, and the sorghum had been harvested, but the stalks hadn’t been cut, so walking on the narrow path, one couldn’t see what was inside. Commonly referred to as "green curtain." Hearing faint sounds in the field, Lin Xiang deliberately stomped her feet while murmuring to herself, "It’s getting dark, the road isn’t safe, I better hurry home." In the field, Wen Siyuan listened to Lin Xiang’s voice and kept urging the people squatting beside him, "That person walking on the road is Lin Xiang, hurry up and deal with her for me! Once done, I promise you a good reward!" A vicious light flickered in Wen Siyuan’s eyes. Lin Xiang, oh Lin Xiang, you’ve humiliated me , today I want you to taste the same feeling! His confident demeanor seemed as if Lin Xiang had already been ruined by the people he arranged. However, Wen Siyuan waited a long time without seeing any movement from the people around him. Just as he was about to urge them, he saw those few people rushing toward him. "We’ve had plenty of fun with little girls, but it’s our first time with such a handsome man." "I must say, there’s something special about well-spoken city folks, this fair skin and tender look, even better than some village girls or young wives. Smartie Wen, why don’t you play with us?" "Are you crazy!" Wen Siyuan tightly gripped his waistband, his voice cracking, "Don’t forget why I brought you here! The target you’re supposed to handle is the one walking on the road!" "Pshaw!" someone spat hard on the ground, "Don’t think we’re stupid. Lin Xiang’s the town’s star now, who doesn’t know she secured a million-strong foreign exchange order for the cotton spinning factory? If anything really happened to her, do you think we’d get away?" "We just want to make some pocket money, but it doesn’t mean we’re risking everything!" The source of thɪs content is 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⁂𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⁂𝕟𝕖𝕥