Xu Fang didn't play dumb riddles, smiled and lifted the wet cloth on it and said: "It's also rice noodles, this is sour pulp rice noodles, we make them by hand, the workmanship is more complicated, and the shelf life is very short. ”

"Throw them all away, it's too wasteful!" Xiaohu said in surprise.

Wang Zhuang saw more, and his eyes suddenly lit up when he heard Xu Fang's words: "Sour rice noodles, there are still people who can do this now?" Mr. Xu, you really have a way." ”

"This is Boss Xu's own doing, how much time are you two fine......