The waiter explained, "This fish soup noodles, it's soup stewed with fish bones, and the fish is freshly sliced into the soup. It tastes very savory. Miss, you can have a bowl."
"Okay, just the fish soup noodles then," Zhuang Qingning said.
"Alright, two bowls of plain noodles, and a bowl of fish soup noodles," the waiter smiled, "You three are our first customers today, I will give you some pickled radish later on, it complements the noodles perfectly."
"Thank you," Zhuang Qingning responded with a smile.
"You're welcome, please wait a moment, the noodles will be ready soon." The waiter then pulled the curtain and headed to the backyard, clearly to urge the kitchen to prepare the noodles.
Indeed, they were the only customers in the shop!
The faces of Shen Quan and Shi Bao became even more severe, feeling that all the enticing words the waiter previously used to describe the taste of the soup were purely bluffing.