There are many stalls outside the school snack street, with a wide variety of food and relatively affordable prices, which is naturally quite attractive to students in school.

Of course, the unsanitary things sold by small vendors without licenses, the deterioration of materials, the addition of additives, etc. have been frequently reported in newspapers and have been criticized by the society. However, most students are lazy and usually have a clean attitude of being invisible. Just have a full taste.

You should know that although the food in the school cafeteria is not expensive, the taste is very average. It is good to change the taste when you are tired of it. Therefore, the students and customers have become the main targets for vendors from all walks of life.

In the second half of the snack street, some farmers often ride bicycles, tricycles, sell vegetables, fruits, small daily necessities, etc. The sales targets in this area are mainly aimed at residents of nearby living communities.

Jiang Yichen left the school gate and walked down the slope. He heard hawkers one after another, and the aromas of various foods mixed together drilled into his nostrils.

"Malatang, sausage, authentic taste, fresh and delicious, choose from meat and vegetables." An old woman's thick voice suddenly rang out in the middle and back of the snack street.

Jiang Yichen raised his eyes and saw behind a stall with colorful food advertisements, a thin old woman with gray hair and slightly protruding cheekbones stood, busy and shouting, with her hands and feet quick and her body looked pretty tough.

There are two large stainless steel soup pots in the middle of the stall, steaming hot, red oil rolling, and meat and vegetable skewers of different colors and shapes are arranged densely, which is very attractive.

Jiang Yichen met this old woman. She was the stall owner, surnamed Wu, and she had been setting up a spicy hot stall on this street for quite some time. He also visited many times.

Just eat something here before leaving. Thinking of this, he strode over.

Aunt Wu immediately recognized him as the old customer and quickly greeted him with a smile on his face.

"It's Xiaojiang. Come on, let's sit down. There are so many varieties today, all of which are the freshest."

Jiang Yichen nodded, walked to the dining table in front of the stall, and found a round stool to sit down.

"Auntie, give me two skewers of fish balls, two skewers of lotus root slices, two skewers of dried tofu, and just six other vegetables." He began to order dishes.

"Okay, wait a moment, very soon." Aunt Wu had a good memory and immediately sorted out the varieties he wanted and put them on the other end of the soup pot.

As he waited, Jiang Yichen looked around. It was still early and there were not many diners. The street was bustling at night.

"Aunt Wu, is your business doing well recently?" He said to the busy Aunt Wu.

"Oh, this is the case with the small business, let's make do with it." Aunt Wu said, seemingly not satisfied with the status quo in her tone.

No wonder, there are several similar businesses on the snack street, and the competition is quite fierce.

As he was talking, a crisp sound of bells rang out. Jiang Yichen looked up when he heard the sound and saw a blue women's 26 bicycle coming towards him. A girl in a 17 or 18-year-old in a gray coat was sitting on it.

The girl had a beautiful and melon-shaped face, curved and slender eyebrows, and a pair of almond eyes that were watery. Her skin was not very white, but a light wheat color, which looked very delicate. And she seemed to have never painted makeup, her face was sweating, and the bangs on her forehead were a little messy. A butterfly-shaped hairpin was tied behind her short black hair, which was the only decoration.

The bicycle drove to the stall and stopped. The girl got out of the car, put down her legs, stretched out her arms to move the foam box on the back rack, and carried it to the back of the stall to put it down. She raised her hand and gestured to Aunt Wu.

At this time, Aunt Wu had already cooked the dishes ordered by Jiang Yichen and opened them on two plates.

"Xiaojia, take the plate over." She ordered the girl.

The girl nodded, took a yellow apron and tied it around her waist, then picked up a plate with one hand and walked towards Jiang Yichen.

"Thank you." Jiang Yichen reached out to take the plate and smiled at her.

The girl also responded with a smile, then turned around and returned to the back of the stall to help Aunt Wu get busy.

Jiang Yichen also knew this girl, Aunt Wu's granddaughter, named Su Xiaojia.

Su Xiaojia is a skillful girl. Unfortunately, when Aunt Wu said that she suffered from a serious illness when she was very young, she had a high fever, and she lost the ability to speak. She sought medical treatment many times, but she spent a lot of money, but she returned in vain. Later, her father passed away and her mother remarried, so she had to do a small business with her grandmother to seek life.

Jiang Yichen took out a handful of disposable chopsticks from the bamboo tube on the table, pulled the spicy tofu skewers into the plate in turn, and then started eating.

Malatang, also known as Chuanchuanxiang, is a widely circulated common food. It uses pepper, dried chili, pepper, star anise, cinnamon, ginger, bay leaves, grass fruit, meat buckle, dark soy sauce, bean paste, green onion and other seasonings, and bone soup, to make soup ingredients.

As for the food varieties, there are countless. Whether it is vegetables, potatoes, soy products, mushrooms, etc., or meat such as fish, pigs, cattle, and mutton, they can be included in this rolling red soup.

It tastes spicy and fresh, exciting and refreshing, and is very popular among the public in both north and south.

At Aunt Wu’s stall, the vegetarian skewers cost 60 cents a bun and the meat skewers cost 10 cents a bun. Generally, you can have a full meal for about ten yuan, which is very affordable.

Jiang Yichen slowly tasted the food on the plate. To be honest, compared with the similar products he had tasted, the taste here can only be considered average and has no outstanding features.

However, once I chatted with Aunt Wu and heard that her soup pot never adds smoke shells, headache powder and other flavor enhancers, which are commonly used by many colleagues. Although it can make the food taste fresher and more fragrant, it is harmful to the human body. She doesn't want to make such unintentional money.

Jiang Yichen visited this stall many times, and another important reason was that the soup pot, cutting board, bowls, dishes, and bamboo sticks were all handled very cleanly, including the ground near the dining table, and there was no garbage. This was in sharp contrast with many other stalls and felt very comfortable.

At this time, two more customers came. Aunt Wu quickly took care of her, and Su Xiaojia was busy cutting vegetables and skewers behind her.

Twenty minutes later, Jiang Yichen wiped out all the food on the plate. Then he counted the bamboo sticks on the side and took out eight yuan and four cents from his wallet and put them on the table.

"Auntie, I'm done." He greeted Aunt Wu and stood up and wanted to leave.

"Xiao Jiang, you are an old customer. This time the offer will only be charged you for seven yuan. Come next time." Aunt Wu took out one and four cents from the money on the table and stuffed it back.

"Haha, thank you then." Jiang Yichen refused first, after all, it was not easy for him. But Aunt Wu still insisted and had to follow her wishes.

Before walking past the stall, he greeted the girl who was working.

"Miss Xiaojia, I'm leaving."

Su Xiaojia looked up, smiled warmly, and stretched out her left hand to wave to him. This made Jiang Yichen feel happy.
Chapter completed!