Chapter 99 - Hot and Sour Noodles

Taking a look at the things Shi Feiye had placed on the table—something in disposable paper bowls, some wrapped in plastic bags, or some in plastic cups—Qin Buzhu frowned, thinking he'd need to discuss food safety with Shi Feiye later.

Shi Feiye hurried over to get the hot and sour noodles. She now had a basic understanding of Qin Buzhu's eating habits, so she explained all the requirements to the store owner clearly, without worrying about stepping on Qin Buzhu's taboos.

When she brought back the other snacks, she saw a girl talking to Qin Buzhu. When she got closer, she heard the girl's angry voice:

"Isn't it just asking for directions? Why do you have such a bad attitude and no willingness to help others?"

Shi Feiye saw Qin Buzhu slightly raise his head and glance at the girl, who immediately shrank back: "Well, if you don't want to talk about it, forget it. Sorry to bother you."

After the girl finished speaking, she bowed and left in a hurry.

It's hard for this girl to dare to make such a fuss in front of Qin Da Lao. I'm afraid Qin Bu Zhu didn't even look up to pay attention to her just now. Otherwise, it wouldn't be possible for Qin Bu Zhu to scare her away as soon as he looked up at her.

Shi Feiye shook her head and sighed inwardly for the girl, then happily carried the things over and continued to put them on the table. She also placed a bowl of hot and sour noodles in front of Qin Buzhu and thoughtfully opened a glass of freshly squeezed juice and placed it to his left, then unpacked the chopsticks and placed them on the bowl for him.

After finishing all this, Shi Feiye returned to his seat and said expectantly opposite Qin Buru:

"Come and try it! I've checked, and these are the best foods in this food street, especially the hot and sour noodles. They taste very authentic. Don't worry, I didn't ask them to add cilantro or peanuts, and I used chili oil for the chili, so it should be pretty good."

Qin Buzhu met her bright, expectant eyes, his heart trembling slightly. His original plan to talk to her about food safety was aborted, and he could only utter one word: "Okay."

He picked up the disposable chopsticks, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, picked up a chopstick of hot and sour noodles and put it into his mouth. The sour and spicy taste instantly filled his mouth, and his saliva flowed out unconsciously. He chewed it gently twice, and the aroma of sesame was mixed in. Qin Buzhu nodded:

“It tastes really good.”

He had never tasted the so-called authentic hot and sour noodles, and he didn't know whether this bowl of hot and sour noodles was authentic or not, but it was indeed delicious and very much to his liking. Especially when he saw the other person's smiling eyes, he felt very comfortable.

After hearing his praise, Shi Feiye finally opened her bowl and prepared to eat. She had been worried that Qin Da Lao wouldn't want to eat this kind of snack. After all, she had seen her disdain snacks before, so there was no guarantee that he wouldn't disdain this kind of street food.

Fortunately, I met those two people at the door just now and made it clear that the food here is safe, otherwise Boss Qin might not be willing to eat it.

After taking two bites, Shi Feiye stopped and pointed at the juice next to Qin Buzhu: "This is freshly squeezed orange juice. I didn't ask them to add sugar, just a little honey. It's almost the same as the one we squeeze at home. You can try it."

Mainly because she was worried that the hot and sour noodles would be too spicy, Shi Feiye still spent a long time searching for this fresh juice shop. Otherwise, she wouldn't have taken so long to come here. There are plenty of milk tea shops, but Big Boss Qin probably doesn't drink it.