It was made with a specially brought ceramic cup, which was particularly large. Xiu Xi steeped two packets of instant noodles in it all at once.
"Brother Xi, how much does a packet cost?"
"One yuan and twenty cents," Xiu Xi answered.
Ruan Jiaojiao nodded, feeling that it was quite expensive; just a little more money could buy a half kilo of pork.
Ruan Jie had already eaten his fill, but when Ruan Jiaojiao's instant noodles were ready, he moved closer to her and suddenly felt a bit hungry again.
In fact, instant noodles had been available in their city for a while, but the Ruan Family always cooked at home and didn't really pay attention to this, so they thought it was some new novelty.
When it came time to eat, even Shu Jiao took a couple bites and thought it tasted quite good.
The main thing was that it was convenient; as long as there was hot water, you could eat.
After finishing the instant noodles and tidying up, the train arrived.
