"Welcome!"
The vegetarian restaurant looked clean and tidy. It was mealtime, and about a dozen diners were eating in the dining hall, so it seemed the business was doing well.
Meng Lang looked around and then sat down opposite an old man who was eating.
The old man gave Meng Lang a puzzled look. With so many empty seats around, why share a table?
"Hello, guest. What would you like to eat?"
A waitress approached and handed over a menu.
Meng Lang glanced at it and pointed to the section titled "Signature Dishes."
"A portion of golden taro, a portion of seasonal vegetables, and a bowl of rice."
"Okay."
After returning the menu to the waitress, Meng Lang smiled at the old man opposite him.
"Old man, do you eat here often?"
The old man was taken aback. This young man sure was forward.