Instant noodles are not a limited snack like spicy tang or barbecue.

For now, these diners who have eaten [Chef Lin's instant noodles] have only tasted the deliciousness of instant noodles.

However, the most important thing about instant noodles is the word "convenience", once this kind of noodles is packaged in batches, it can be carried anywhere, anytime, and even soaked in a bowl of boiling water, the shock will be unparalleled.

In this world where "instant noodles" have been elevated, when people make long-distance trains, they mostly bring steamed buns and other pastries, and there is no instant noodles, which also makes the business of those high-priced set meals on the train too good.

Therefore, Lin Ye has a lot of reason to believe that as long as his family opens a food factory and officially develops instant noodles, it will be enough to monopolize the global instant noodle market.

"Yezi...... it! This...... What's going on with this Nima? ”

Just when Lin Ye was in a daze, an exclamation came from his ears.

"Huh? Old sheep, why did you come here? Ha ha...... Just right, sit down and have a good bowl of noodles. ”

Turning his head to look, Lin Ye saw Zhang Yang who was stunned.

"It's awesome. So many queues to eat noodles? And, Yezi, your reason is too bad! Damn, why did I come so late, I didn't hear those people complain about Liu Hua......"

Zhang Yang saw the reason on the signboard written by Lin Ye, and then carefully inquired about what happened just now, and really gave Lin Ye a thumbs up, and his heart was extremely relieved.

And the incomparable fragrance wafting out of the air also made Zhang Yang hungry in an instant, and he ate the hot [Master Lin Instant Noodles] that Lin Ye had just handed over, and almost ate his tongue.

"Delicious! It's so delicious, Yezi, it turns out that you didn't brag at all, and you were even modest. This [Master Lin Instant Noodles] is the best noodle I've ever tasted...... No! It's the best thing to eat......"

devoured for a while, and Zhang Yang ate deliciously.

Lin Ye smiled and asked, "Eat slowly!" Old sheep, you haven't said it yet! Why did you suddenly run over? Didn't I tell you to come and eat noodles, did you say you had to work hard at home? ”

"Oops! Work hard! Yezi, my brain hurts when I see those formulas and English letters now, I haven't studied hard for too long, and I really can't read it......"

As soon as it came to the matter of revision, Zhang Yang immediately drooped his face again, and then said with a smile, "Aren't I worried that you will be ridiculed by Liu Hua and the others?" I came here to help you, by the way...... I'll give you this ......."

As he spoke, Zhang Yang took out a yellow envelope with the words "Youth Digest" magazine printed on it.

"Huh? It should be the manuscript I submitted last time, and I've been waiting for Sister Peach to reply to me! ”

Seeing this envelope, Lin Ye didn't open it immediately, but put it in his pocket first.

Since junior high school, Lin Ye has always liked to write something, whether it is some ancient poems that rhyme with discord, or random essays that occasionally come to inspiration, or whimsical and eccentric novels, Lin Ye will vote for "Youth Digest" magazine.

It can be said that Lin Ye and Taozi, an editor of the magazine, have been in contact like this for three or four years.

It's just that Lin Ye has never dared to leave his home address, for fear that his parents will see the reply.

Therefore, when I was in junior high school, I left the address of the school, and after I went to high school, I simply left the address of Zhang Yang's house.

Moreover, through the past few years, Lin Ye is also a columnist on "Youth Digest", and with the encouragement of Sister Peach, he has published more than a dozen poems and more than a dozen novels.

Although the manuscript fee is not much, it is also a lot of pocket money for Lin Ye, a high school student.

"It's delicious! Yezi, I still want a bowl of ......"

After eating a bowl, Zhang Yang, who was still not satisfied, smiled and stretched out the empty bowl in front of Lin Ye.

"Okay! Today, you can eat as much as you want......"

Lin Ye brought him another big bowl, this instant noodles with super seasoning packets are simply loved by everyone, and he can't stop eating them.

Not only Lin Ye's side, but also his parents' side were completely busy flying.

Therefore, naturally, when Zhang Yang ate three bowls, he couldn't eat anymore, so he was pulled by Lin Ye to be a strong man and help his parents work together.

After ten o'clock, the workers who got off the night shift, seeing such a hot scene, also rushed over, and the reputation of [Master Lin's instant noodles] spread out again......

……

At half past eleven, the ammunition ran out.

Lin's father and Lin's mother were originally going to sell instant noodles for two days, but they were all sold, and even some of the remaining flour was also sold.

After a rough estimate, Lin Ye himself was also taken aback, if you count his more than 100 classmates from Jian'an No. 1 Middle School, the noodle stall sold at least 1,500 copies of [Master Lin's instant noodles] today.

That's a big deal!

Compared to yesterday, it is definitely a qualitative leap.

After all, most of yesterday was a gift tasting, just a bowl of mouthfuls, and today's bowl of noodles, the amount is enough!

……

"Rich! Got rich...... Lao Lin, do you know how much we sold today? That's more than 14,000 pieces! After deducting the cost of more than 1,000 yuan, I made more than 12,000 yuan this night, am I dreaming? ”

After packing up and returning home, Mother Lin couldn't wait to order today's harvest, and was immediately stunned.

"Wouldn't it? More than 12,000 pieces? Aiyu, you ...... Are you kidding? How profitable can our noodle stalls be? Father Lin, who was wiping his face, was obviously stunned.

"Mom and Dad! Our [Master Lin Instant Noodles] is ten yuan a bowl, and it sells 14,500 bowls, of course, it can make so much money. ”

Lin Ye was not surprised, because compared with the real mass production of instant noodles, this amount of money is really not even a fraction.

In the living room, his parents were happily making all kinds of beautiful plans while counting the money, but Lin Ye returned to the bedroom, locked the door, and opened the reply letter from Sister Peach.

"I'm sorry, Brother Xiaolin, the three novels you sent last time, it's a pity that our editor-in-chief didn't pass it. Although I think your writing is very imaginative, and in line with the style of the current online fast food culture, it is funny and humorous, and there is some reflection on it, but unfortunately ......"

Unlike before, Lin Ye saw the content of the letter and found that it turned out to be a "rejection letter", and it seemed that Sister Peach, who was an editor, had encountered some difficulties.

Continuing to look down, Lin Ye learned through some analysis of the content that it turned out that Sister Peach had always tried her best to let herself go through the draft and encourage her to write.

However, now the editor-in-chief of the magazine Hu deliberately made this difficult peach and asked her not to publish Lin Ye's novel articles again, under the pretext that the style was too unrigorous, and it was all nonsense.

And this editor-in-chief Hu seems to want to uncover the rules of Peaches, so he deliberately abused his power, and within a limited time, he must let Peaches find a realistic and serious literary article of very good quality as the opening article of the next semi-monthly magazine.

If she can't find it, she will have to resign herself or succumb to his excessive conditions......

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