Fish Ball Thick Noodles

Time flew by, and five years had passed in the blink of an eye.

It was a bright and sunny afternoon on a seemingly peaceful street, where pedestrians walked with various gaits.

This ordinary scene was completely overturned by a single voice, causing everyone's eyes to light up and the crowd to surge.

"The Thirteenth Young Master Ye is here! He's going to splurge and be wasteful at Xiao Ya Xuan. Seats are limited, so hurry if you want to go!"

"Ah, the Thirteenth Young Master is going to be wasteful again!"

"Xiao Ya Xuan, I've never been to such a high-class place before."

"Haha, I'm going to eat like a king today..."

"..."

In an instant, everyone on the street dropped whatever they were doing and rushed towards the most luxurious hotel on the street—Xiao Ya Xuan—cheering in various ways.

At this moment, they also knew one thing: although the Thirteenth Young Master Ye was wasteful, he didn't specifically indulge others. If you couldn't get a seat, he wouldn't specially ask for more to be set up.

Therefore, if they wanted to enjoy this free meal, they had to race for a seat. They were now running at what might be the fastest pace of their lives, wishing they had two more legs.

Everyone in the capital knew full well about the Thirteenth Young Master Ye, knowing that he was purely wasteful for the sake of being wasteful. The Ye Family also did not restrain his behavior, allowing him to squander as he pleased.

Someone had roughly calculated that the Thirteenth Young Master Ye had squandered at least nearly a million Gold Coins in these past few years, enough to enrich a family for several generations. Only the Ye Family had the financial capacity to indulge his extravagance.

It was just strange, why could the Ye Family tolerate his wastefulness? Was it solely because of his special status? Everyone found this very curious, but over time, they grew accustomed to it and forgot to investigate the matter.

"I'm sorry, we're fully booked." Even as some people rushed over quickly, they were still blocked by the staff. It wasn't that Xiao Ya Xuan didn't want to make money, but simply that there were no seats available.

"Damn it! Why don't you expand your place? How can you be full so quickly?" some indignant people shouted.

"Brother, our place is already quite large. This is the largest restaurant in the DC district of the capital. But no matter how big a restaurant is, it can't accommodate everyone. This isn't a public square."

At this moment, inside the restaurant, at a table near the second-floor railing, one could see the entire view of the establishment. Seated there was a noble young master around ten years old, accompanied by a very cute Tiger Tribe girl.

"Tiger Girl, what are they doing?" the young noble asked, looking at the lively scene downstairs with a menu in hand, a bit confused.

"Hmph, they're trying to get a freebie. Can't you stop being so wasteful, Young Master?" the little tiger girl said helplessly. She had brought up this issue countless times, and the answer was always the same.

"No, my profession is a prodigal son. I must splurge, I must be wasteful," the young noble said very seriously and earnestly. Perhaps this was the most serious and earnest statement he had ever made in his life.

"I really don't know what to do with you," the little tiger girl said, shaking her head. Then she began to think about how to economize on her young master's extravagance. Although she couldn't stop him from being wasteful, she could make him a little less so.

For the past few years, it had been the little tiger girl who had been restraining the young noble's spending. Otherwise, he would have squandered even more, possibly several times the current amount.

"Time to order. Waiter, I'll have a bowl of Fish Ball Thick Noodles." The young noble directly ordered his favorite noodle dish, which was also something the little tiger girl often made for him.

It seemed she really liked fish; one might mistake her for a cat tribe member.

The waiter remained silent for a moment, then said, "We don't have Thick Noodles."

This was a high-class establishment, and such common dishes were scarce. The waiter also seemed unwilling to let the young noble order these, as it wouldn't bring them much profit.

This was also with the owner's support. The owner wanted to heavily fleece the Thirteenth Young Master Ye, this great fat sheep. However, they never imagined that their greedy thought would bring them an unexpected consequence.

Of course, another reason was that they considered themselves a high-class place and shouldn't serve such low-class fare to the Thirteenth Young Master Ye.

The young master looked at the menu and said, "Oh, then a bowl of Fish Ball Ho Fun."

The waiter was silent again and said, "We don't have Fish Balls."

The young master said, "Oh, then Beef Tripe Thick Noodles."

"...We don't have Thick Noodles."

"Then I'll have Fish Ball Oil Noodles."

"...We don't have Fish Balls."

"Why don't you have anything here? And you call yourselves a high-class restaurant... Then I'll have Cuttlefish Ball Thick Noodles."

The entire place was speechless. Did he just say they had nothing? It was his problem. This Thirteenth Young Master Ye truly had a screw loose.

"We don't have Thick Noodles!!" The waiter wanted to cry.

"None again? Please, then a bowl of Fish Ball Rice Noodles."

"No Fish Balls!!" Kill me now.

The little tiger girl couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Young Master, they don't have their Fish Balls or Thick Noodles, meaning all combinations involving Fish Balls and Thick Noodles are unavailable."

The Thirteenth Young Master Ye said, "Oh, no such combinations... Then please, just the Fish Balls."

Boom! Everyone collapsed...

"We don't have Fish Balls!!!"

"What about Thick Noodles?"

The waiter directly jumped from the second floor, landing on the ground motionless.

"What happened to him? The stairs are over there, and there's no reason for him to jump from here," the Thirteenth Young Master Ye said slowly, looking at the waiter on the ground.

"Young Master..." The little tiger girl shook her head, smiling helplessly.

"Tiger Girl, they don't have anything here. Let's go somewhere else. We shouldn't come to a place like this again," the Thirteenth Young Master Ye said, standing up. He casually threw some tea money on the table, then went downstairs.

Of course, this tea money was still too much for the little tiger girl. She very quickly took out a copper coin and exchanged it for the Gold Coins on the table, something she often did.

"He's leaving?"

As the young master headed downstairs to depart, everyone who had planned to freeload was stunned. If this young master left, wouldn't they have to pay for their meal themselves?

"Thirteenth Young Master..." someone called out, hoping the young master would leave behind some words or money.

"Please eat slowly, there's no need to see me out," the young master said politely.

"Young Master, let's go." Seeing the situation, Tiger Girl decisively grabbed the young master and quickly left. She knew what these people wanted, and she also knew that with her young master's obliviousness, he would never think to spend lavishly to pay for them.

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