After helping to prepare the dishes, Wen Guan asked Lin Maodou to put away the things he brought. He glanced at the sky before saying goodbye.

"Xiao Wan, I'm too busy today, so I won't see you off. Come over tomorrow when you're free, and Grandpa Lin will cook a few of your favorite dishes specially for you." Grandpa Lin put down the kitchen knife in his hand.

The people who came today were friends who had helped him, so he had to show off his skills.

Wen Wan smiled nonchalantly and said, "Grandpa Lin, you're welcome. We'll have plenty of time later."

She mainly sent potatoes and chickens to Mr. Lin. She didn't have time to talk about things now, but she believed that as long as Mr. Lin used the potatoes and chickens she brought, he would definitely like them.

A chef who loves cooking is definitely interested in high-quality ingredients.

"Okay, then come and play when you are free." Old Master Lin called the roasted Lin Maodou again, "Maodou, please send Xiaowan off."

Wen Wan waved his hand, "Grandpa Lin, no need, you guys go ahead and do your work, I'll come next time."

Before he could finish his words, he had already hurried out the door.

After walking out of the Lin family's gate, Wen Wan stood there and thought for a few seconds. It was almost seven o'clock. If she went back now, Grandma Guo would definitely have eaten.

Then she turned and walked towards the state-owned restaurant, hoping there was still food, otherwise she would have to go back and cook noodles.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the state-owned restaurant, Wen Guan smelled the aroma of hot oil poured on chili powder, and his stomach couldn't help but start to growl.

"Comrade, are there any noodles left?" Wen Wan asked impatiently as soon as he entered. He glanced around the hall and wondered why no one was eating noodles.

The waiter had been to the supply and marketing cooperative and had an impression of Wen Guan.

He winked at Wen Guan and pointed to the kitchen behind him, "Comrade, you're a little late. We're ready to close the stall."

"Ah... no way, I smelled the aroma of spicy oil outside and came in on purpose." Wen Guan understood the hint and raised his voice to speak in a deliberately depressed tone.

The waiter suppressed his laughter and said, "Comrade, I can't help it. Our chef is about to call it a day. I wonder if he is willing to share his favorite noodles with you."

"Xiao Le, don't say that on purpose in front of me. The water in the pot is boiling. Ask her how much she wants to eat?" A man's voice came from the back of the kitchen.

The waiter Xiao Le winked at Wen Guan and asked, "How is it?"

Wen Wan raised the corner of his mouth and gave a thumbs up in praise.

"Xiao Le, give me a big bowl of noodles with a fried egg." Wen Wan took out the money and handed it over.

Xiao Le widened his eyes, looked at the delicate and gentle Wen Wan in front of him, and confirmed in disbelief: "Comrade, are you sure you want a big bowl?"

The meals in state-owned restaurants are usually generous in portion, and strong men who come to the restaurant usually just order a large bowl.

Wen Wan looked calm and nodded affirmatively, "Yes, a big bowl, with more chili oil."

Xiao Le put away the money and said, "I'll cook a big bowl for you. Don't waste food, or I won't sell it to you next time you come."

"Don't worry, I can finish it." Wen Guan promised with a helpless smile.

While waiting for them to get to know each other, Wen Guan and Xiao Le started chatting. They both wanted to get to know each other, so the topics came one after another and they had no time to spare.

"Girl Xiao Le, serve the noodles to the guests." Suddenly, the chef interrupted their conversation.

Xiao Le was still not satisfied, but he quickly brought out the noodles.

"Xiao Wan, you asked for extra spiciness. Try it and see if it's spicy enough. If not, I'll add some more for you."

Wen Guan mixed the noodles in two or three strokes and quickly stuffed a big mouthful of noodles into his mouth.