In the afternoon restaurant, the atmosphere was lively and comfortable.
At a table diagonally in front of Zheng Qing and his friends, a chubby customer was enjoying a Toothpick Elf service; directly behind them, a pair of male and female wizards were intimately conversing; behind the bar, the landlady propped her chin, sleepily fiddling with an abacus; and under the window, a group of chattering young girls had ordered only a large plate of fried rice and several cold drinks.
"...what kind of pimple-removing worms are you using now?" a girl with a pointed chin and a thin voice asked her friend, "I'm currently using the Miaojiang series, and although the pimple removal effect is good, my face always feels a bit sore afterward."