"In recent years, quite a few foodies have come all the way there just to eat that fresh noodle. Their sauce is famous; it's not only delicious with noodles, but it's also incredibly fragrant when sandwiched in a steamed bun!" the driver said with relish.
Lu Qingyan's stomach rumbled, and the driver laughed heartily, "How about it? Did I make you hungry? I'm hungry too. Haha."
Lu Qingyan smiled stiffly: Uncle, you're so naughty.
However, Lu Qingyan didn't say it.
The road wasn't congested, and after driving around for half an hour, we arrived at a small alley.
The alleyway looked quite dilapidated, but there wasn't much litter along the way; it was very clean and tidy.
The car stopped, and the driver waved to Lu Qingyan: "The car can't go any further. Walk forward from here, and you'll see it on your right."
"Thank you, Uncle." Lu Qingyan waved back, watching the car exhale a puff of black smoke and drive away.
Just as the driver had said, Lu Qingyan easily found the place after arriving.
The shop looked unremarkable from the outside. Lu Qingyan lifted the curtain and went inside, where she saw a man smiling, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth. The man resembled Rong Qing by about four points, but his skin was rather dark, and he was working as a waiter.
Lu Qingyan: !
Is that person serving the dishes still my boss?
Shouldn't he be sitting in his office as a domineering CEO? Shouldn't he be shining brightly in the entertainment industry? Shouldn't he be a powerful figure in the political arena? ...
Having grown accustomed to the high-end setup of the big shots, Lu Qingyan felt a bit uneasy seeing someone still at the bottom of the food chain. For a moment, she really couldn't confirm whether the person in front of her was Rong Qing.
"Our guest has arrived. Would you like something to eat?" A gentle, smiling greeting came from inside.
"I... I'm looking for someone. Is Mr. Lin Yanglin here?"
"I am, are you Miss Song?" The familiar voice confirmed to Lu Qingyan that the person in front of her was indeed Lin Yang, the man she was looking for.
So what should we say next?
Before Lu Qingyan could decide, Lin Yang spoke first: "It's lunchtime now, I'll get you a bowl of noodles, you eat first, I'll talk to you after I'm done with this."
"Okay." Lu Qingyan nodded blankly, watching him move between the kitchen and the dining room. Soon, sweat began to bead on his forehead.
When Lin Yang brought Lu Qingyan a bowl of noodles, Lu Qingyan ate it almost without waiting.
Yes, just like the driver said, the broth was very flavorful, it seemed to be made by simmering bones and mushrooms together for quite some time. There was also a chili sauce on top, which contained not only bright red chilies, but also shiitake mushrooms marinated in soy sauce, fermented bean paste, and other ingredients. In addition to the most basic salt, there were a few other seasonings that Lu Qingyan couldn't identify.
The oily sheen made Lu Qingyan, who loved spicy food, drool.
With each sip, the noodles were incredibly chewy and smooth. Every bite not only brought out their own flavor but also the taste of the sauce. A bead of sweat appeared on Lu Qingyan's forehead.
Although it's spicy, it doesn't upset my stomach after eating it.
If Song Lingxi hadn't always eaten so little and wasn't already feeling so full, Lu Qingyan would definitely have asked Lin Yang for another bowl.
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