Chapter 213 Noodle House

After Qi Qiong relaxed, a depressed mood came over him.

"Ah Hao, how can people's hearts be so evil?"

It would be fine for them, but my mother must have been very hurt because of Sun Xiuhua.

"People are inherently good and evil." Lin Hao said casually, "Think about my father."

Qi Qiong's sadness disappeared instantly.

Everyone in Beijing knew about the cruel things Wen Rugui had done, and she, as his neighbor, knew it even better.

In comparison, Sun Xiuhua was just a cousin she had known for a short time, while Wen Rugui was Ah Hao's biological father. Ah Hao was so open-minded, so why should she be so pretentious?

"Ah Hao, thank you for waking me up today. I didn't get harassed by Sun Xiuhua anymore."

Lin Hao smiled: "The princess is very angry. Under normal circumstances, she would not need my reminder."

"Thank you too." Qi Qiong held Lin Hao's hand and said, "Come on, let's go to a restaurant. I'll treat you."

Lin Hao knew that Qi Qiong was still feeling uneasy, so he naturally wouldn't refuse. So the two of them went out again.

"I know a noodle shop. It's not a big restaurant, but the noodles are chewy and refreshing, the soup is even more delicious, and the cold dishes are also tasty. I'd like to take you there to try it today." Qi Qiong showed off the treasure noodle shop and didn't notice Lin Hao's expression of trying to hold back his laughter.

If I'm not mistaken, the little princess was talking about a restaurant called "Liuma Noodle House" that Ah Shuo had taken her to before.

Of course, it’s also great to go out for a meal with friends.

It gets dark late in the summer. When it’s almost time for dinner, you can see curls of smoke from cooking fires everywhere, but the sky is still bright.

"Look, it's here!" After getting off the carriage, Qi Qiong pointed.

It's called a noodle shop, but it's not a small shop, but a two-story building. At this time, the lights are on inside, and many people are entering, but few are leaving. It's the peak time for customers.

The four big words "Liuma Noodle House" were written on the sign fluttering in the wind.

"Please come in, ladies." The waiter came over warmly and led the two to a seat by the window.

Qi Qiong ordered a few side dishes and then had trouble making a choice.

"Last time I had beef noodle soup, but I think braised pork noodles should be good too. I'd like to try it..."

Lin Hao nodded: "The braised pork noodles are delicious."

Qi Qiong looked over in confusion.

Lin Hao sat up straight and said seriously, "The fat and lean braised meat, the broth soaked in chewy noodles, it tastes delicious just thinking about it."

"Then let's have braised pork noodles." Qi Qiong finally made a choice.

Lin Hao was very straightforward: "Beef noodle soup."

The last time she came here with Ah Shuo, she had eaten braised pork noodles, and she had been planning to try the noodle soup when she came again.

Soon, two bowls of fragrant noodles and some refreshing side dishes were served.

Qi Qiong explained the origins of the shop's name: "I heard that this noodle shop didn't have such a good business before, nor was it so big. It was just a small place with only three or four tables. Later, the owner remarried, and the new wife had a great skill in rolling noodles, so they gradually expanded the shop..."

Lin Hao had also heard these things, and her attention was focused on a woman who was greeting guests.

The woman was in her early thirties. Her hair was tied up in a piece of blue cloth with floral patterns, and she wore small silver earrings on her ears. She looked neat and tidy, but her expression was obviously haggard.

The woman was the owner of the noodle shop. Besides her, there was a waiter in the lobby and a girl of about thirteen or fourteen years old who went to the kitchen from time to time to serve noodles.

Lin Hao remembered that the last time he came here, the proprietress was busy in the kitchen and only came out once. She looked very energetic.

It seems that the boss lady encountered something unpleasant.

Lin Hao knew that he was not a smart person. Since his rebirth, he had to think more in order to get out of trouble. Over time, he developed the habit of observing and speculating.

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However, no one in this world is without worries. Although Lin Hao had this speculation, he didn't think too much about it. He lowered his head and took a mouthful of noodles.

The noodles are chewy, smooth and very tasty.

But she vaguely felt that it was not as amazing as the first time she came.

Is it the person who is wrong?

Looking at his friend, Lin Hao shook his head secretly.

She is not the kind of person who values love over friendship. She would enjoy the meal more if she came with the little princess.

Perhaps like many delicacies, the first time you eat it, you will always be impressed and unconsciously beautify it.

Lin Hao ate the noodles slowly and leisurely.

Just then, several men suddenly walked in.

The young man walking in front looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. He coughed loudly, attracting everyone's attention.

The proprietress's expression changed, and she immediately came forward: "Da Lang, why are you here——"

The young man extended his hand and gave a perfunctory bow to the diners, saying, "Everyone, please go back after you finish eating. I have some housework to take care of."

The people following him were all big and strong, and looked like they were not to be messed with. Seeing this, the diners put down their bowls and chopsticks and walked out. Once they left the restaurant, they stayed there, with their hands in their pockets, watching the fun.

A big man climbed up the stairs to chase people away. The wooden stairs creaked as he stepped on them, and in the blink of an eye, all the customers who were eating noodles upstairs had left.

Lin Hao and Qi Qiong didn't move for a moment.

The young man came over, his eyes flashing with surprise, and smiled at the two of them: "We have some household chores to take care of. Ladies, please do me a favor and come back another day. Then I, Liu Da, will treat you."

Lin Hao sat there without moving.

Seeing that she didn't move, Qi Qiong also sat there without moving.

"You two—"

Lin Hao didn't want to listen to the greasy voice, so he said lightly: "But I haven't finished my noodles yet."

Liu Dalang's smile faded: "I told you, next time you come, I'll treat you."

Lin Hao sat still: "But I want to eat now."

Liu Dalang raised his eyebrows and was pulled by a middle-aged man next to him who looked somewhat similar to him: "Dalang, let the girl finish her noodles. It won't take much time."

Liu Dalang glanced at the middle-aged man, and the other party gave him a wink.

The excitement he had brought to the scene slowed down, and Liu Dalang noticed a few people approaching at some point.

There were men and women there, all dressed like servants. It was clear that the two girls were from wealthy families and were not to be trifled with.

He was also a man who could bow his head, so he immediately bowed and said, "Then the two girls, please eat slowly."

It was not until Lin Hao and the other two finished their meal, chewing slowly, and walked out with their maids and guards that Liu Dalang secretly cursed his bad luck.

When Lin Hao walked out of the store, he heard the sound of a stool being kicked and couldn't help but look back.

Liu Dalang stood in front of the proprietress, his face stern. "Do you even know what a woman's virtue is? My father is dying, and you still show up in this shop. Are you hoping he'll die so you can take over this shop? I'm telling you, you can't do that while I'm here!"

"Da Lang, stop making trouble. The noodle shop relies on making money at this time—"

"Make money, make money. That's all you do. You just don't want to care about my father's life or death, right?" Liu Dalang pushed the proprietress and made her stagger.

The girl in charge of serving the dishes ran over and stood in front of the lady boss: "Why did you push my mother?"

There was a lot of noise inside the store and a lot of discussion outside.