Perfection (The End)

The stall owners would sell food only on snowy nights. A hundred yuan for a bowl of rice noodles. They wouldn't leave till the food was sold out.

Most people would complain about the high price first, but they would change their opinions instantly after tasting it.

The couple was rich so they didn't care about the price. For the two bowls of rice noodles with clam, Frederic waited here for more than an hour with Jessica. They took a long time persuading the stall owner to stay. Otherwise, they had already left.

"Mr. William, Ms. Jane, you are back!"

In the small shelter surrounded by plastic cloth, there was a stove in the middle. Frederic was so cold that his nose was running uncontrollably. In an hour or so, he only drank two bowls of hot water. Jessica ate a bowl of sweet dumplings, two sticks of iron squid, half a bowl of wonton, and a bowl of fried tofu.

Frederic looked at her helplessly. For the freedom of the two bosses, he was willing to do anything.