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Back to the 1970s: Building My Fortune Through Time Trading-Chapter 408: Selling Instant Noodles on the Train
Having learned from the lesson on the way here, Su Xiaoxiao didn’t put anything in her handbag this time, just as a decoy.
After all, she had come to understand the bottom line of these bastards—they wouldn’t disdain even a corn bun.
The thief didn’t expect her to suddenly wake up but was fearless. He glared at her fiercely and prepared to withdraw his hand.
A little girl on her own, what’s he afraid of?
The thieves on the road chose targets like this first, easy to handle, even if caught, nothing could be done to them.
The person was a young man who looked about twenty, with white eyeballs visible, a buzz cut, and a scar on the left side of his forehead.
When he looked at people, his eyes were fierce; most people shriveled away at his gaze.
But Su Xiaoxiao wasn’t most people; she had a stun baton and self-defense gadgets.
She glared back hard and grabbed the thief’s wrist, then shouted: "Someone help, there’s a pervert!" 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
These days, announcing a thief doesn’t necessarily attract help, but shouting about a pervert brings many onlookers.
Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, many people gathered around and blocked the escaping thief tightly.
Soon, the train police followed by the conductors started walking towards them.
But the carriage was so crowded, it would take a while to come from the other side.
The young man, who was calm moments ago, suddenly panicked: "Let go! Let go, damn it, or I’ll kill you!"
Su Xiaoxiao then noticed he was waving a knife with his free hand.
Feigning fear, she released her hand: "Big brother, don’t get excited, you just want money, right? I’ll give you some."
The young man had initially planned to flee but was surprised by a sudden opportunity.
If he had known this cowardly girl was so scared, he would have brandished the knife earlier.
Su Xiaoxiao noticed the train police and conductors were getting closer, smirked, and took out her stun baton from behind.
The young man was shocked. Wait, where did she manage to get such a long stick?
Hold on, now’s not the time to worry about that. Weren’t they talking about money?
Just as he was about to ask, Su Xiaoxiao swung the baton and thrust it into his chest.
Then the sound of crackling electricity echoed through the carriage, accompanied by a distorted scream.
The middle-aged woman nearby quietly covered her child’s eyes—brutal, too brutal.
The young man convulsed like a dead dog, sprawling on the ground, as if he had Parkinson’s.
Su Xiaoxiao blew the stun baton and sneakily stowed it away when no one was watching.
Just then, the train police and conductors arrived.
Seeing the man on the ground twitching like he had epilepsy and the calm young woman in her seat, their expressions froze momentarily.
Wasn’t there supposed to be a pervert? So who is the real pervert?
Eventually, the young man was taken away by the train police. The surrounding witnesses, who saw Su Xiaoxiao calmly take him down, kept a slight distance from her.
Even the chubby man who had intentionally leaned towards her earlier now quietly shifted away, fearing he might be the next thief.
After a while, Su Xiaoxiao felt a pang of hunger, took out the beef jerky Chen Lingling gave her, pulled out an aluminum lunch box, went to the water station for hot water, calmly went about making instant noodles.
She had specially changed the packaging of the instant noodles, so no worries about raising suspicion.
She originally intended to have bowl noodles, but as they don’t exist in this era, she feared suspicion and had to use the aluminum lunch box.
Soon, the fragrance of instant noodles spread throughout the entire train carriage, making many subconsciously swallow their saliva.
The smell was incredibly enticing.
Even the conductor pushing the food cart unknowingly swallowed his saliva.
Comparing, the box meals he was pushing seemed not so appetizing.
A middle-aged woman with a child beside tried coaxing the child to eat buns; the little boy smelled the aroma, almost drooling.
Fussy and begging, he just had to have Su Xiaoxiao’s noodles.
The middle-aged woman, worn out, had no choice but to approach Su Xiaoxiao with a thick face.
Thinking of the girl’s prowess just now made her a bit apprehensive.
Carefully she asked: "Comrade, do you happen to have extra noodles? Could you sell me a packet? My son really wants to eat them, how much, I can pay extra."
Business came knocking, Su Xiaoxiao was straightforward, money-making is never a bad thing, as long as it’s not for free, she’s happy.
She immediately said to the middle-aged woman: "No problem, ma’am, wait a bit, I brought plenty."
Saying so, she pretended to rummage under the seat for a woven bag.
Most people took the train later than her, and those who boarded early mostly slept, not noticing whether she had brought a woven bag.
This woven bag was something she had prepared beforehand.
Inside were packed foods, instant noodles, sausages, and snail noodles, intending to eat them in case of hungry situations on the road.
She swiftly opened the woven bag, showing its contents to the lady: "Ma’am, choose a flavor. If you don’t eat spicy, I recommend braised beef and shrimp noodles; for spicy lovers, there’s spicy beef..."
Instant noodles existed in this era but weren’t widespread in their small places yet.
The woman was dazzled; she hadn’t expected instant noodles to come in so many flavors.
She hesitantly chose two flavors, a packet of spicy beef, and a packet of braised beef.
Su Xiaoxiao sold a packet of instant noodles for twenty cents, no ticket needed.
Upon hearing no ticket required, surrounding passengers stirred; this price was far cheaper than the boxed meals on the train.
Boxed meals with vegetables alone were at least thirty cents, and with meat, fifty cents per serving.
Comparatively, the noodles were much cheaper, and easily made with boiled water.
"Young comrade, please give me two packets, both braised beef."
Someone spoke up immediately.
"Comrade, I’d like a packet too, spicy beef flavor."
In no time, Su Xiaoxiao’s woven bag of instant noodles was sold out, despite secretly adding more inside.
But too much couldn’t be placed, lest it aroused suspicion.
Calculating, within moments, she had sold over sixty packets of instant noodles; even conductors and train police came to buy quite a few.
Indeed, instant noodles, no matter the era, were essential travel items.
Some came late and couldn’t buy, looking at Su Xiaoxiao eagerly: "Comrade, any noodles left? Even a packet would do."
Mainly it was the fact that everyone started making noodles after buying them, and for a while, the train’s hot water supply couldn’t keep up.
Now, the whole carriage was filled with the aroma of instant noodles, unbearable for passengers who didn’t purchase.
Box meals and the dry food they had weren’t appealing anymore.
Su Xiaoxiao did wish to sell more but couldn’t take any more out.
She had to refuse in pain and opened the woven bag to show everyone: "None left, all sold out, even the ones for myself."
Sharp eyes spotted the snail noodles in her bag and immediately got excited: "Comrade, isn’t that some? What’s this? Could you sell me a packet?"







