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They were quite touched by the gesture, but didn't show excessive emotion. They simply smiled slightly and said, "Thank you!"
The people in the noodle shop didn't pay much attention and gave Xuan Ye friendly smiles. After all, it was just a bowl of noodles to them, but for hungry people, it was much more than that.
The noodles arrived quickly, and the owner of the noodle shop walked towards Xuan Ye with a steaming bowl of noodles in his hand.
Seeing Xuan Ye's kind smile, she said, "Little friend, you can stay here and eat your noodles in peace. You don't need to pay."
After saying that, the noodle shop owner suddenly felt a little sad and murmured, "Sigh! Everyone has their difficult times in this world. If you can help, then help! It's just a small favor anyway."
The noodle shop owner didn't care whether Xuan Ye heard him or not; he just kept talking to himself in a low voice, shook his head after he finished, and slowly walked back.
The bowl of noodles placed on the table in front of Xuan Ye was very plentiful, with a large piece of lean and fatty meat on top, as well as some seafood, making it look very delicious.
Upon seeing the bowl of noodles, Xuan Ye, who was already starving and somewhat dizzy, immediately picked up the pair of chopsticks next to the table and started picking up noodles directly from the bowl.
"It's very hot, this bowl of noodles is very hot because it's fresh out of the oven, but it tastes very good, very delicious. I don't know if it's because I'm hungry or because this bowl of noodles is really delicious."
Xuan Ye ate very quickly, and in no time the bowl of noodles on the table was finished, with not even a drop of soup left.
After finishing the noodles, Xuan Ye had a happy smile on his face. Enjoying delicious food always makes people feel happy.
Sitting in the noodle shop chair, I touched my slightly round belly, and it felt so comfortable.
Just as Xuan Ye was about to leave the noodle shop, five people walked in from outside.
These five men were all young men, probably no older than thirty, all around twenty years old. Each of them was dressed in flashy clothes, had their hair dyed a bright red, and was holding an iron rod in their hand, with a wicked smile on their face.
As soon as they entered the noodle shop, they shouted at the owner, "Hey you, you're the owner of this noodle shop, right? Hand over the money right now, or I'll make sure your shop goes out of business."
Among the five, the most robust young man stepped forward. He was wearing a slightly loose-fitting outfit, and he slightly raised the silver iron rod in his hand, wearing an extremely arrogant expression and a playful smile.
The noodle shop owner's face immediately turned ugly when he saw the five people walk in, and his eyes showed extreme disgust towards them.
However, the noodle shop owner did not retaliate because he knew that if he resisted, the noodle shop would probably not be able to continue operating, since there were five of them, while the noodle shop only had the owner.
Although there are many customers in the noodle shop, they are just customers. If something happens that could upset them, they will run away. After all, no one would do something that could threaten their life for someone they don't know very well.
"Boss, hurry up and give me the money. Once you have it, we'll leave immediately. Our time is very precious, so hurry up and don't waste any more time."
The man standing at the very front of the group of five smiled knowingly and spoke without restraint.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" The owner of the noodle shop's facial muscles twitched slightly, and his hands were clenched tightly together, but he quickly calmed down and loosened his fists.
He couldn't do that. He couldn't fight with those five people. If he did, the consequences would be dire. Not only would the noodle shop have to close down, but he would also be brutally beaten by them.
They stood at the door and looked at the noodle shop owner. Seeing that the owner did not show any intention of resisting, they became even more arrogant and unscrupulous.
"Hey! I haven't eaten anything this morning. Since you run a noodle shop, give me five bowls of your best ramen first, and fill my stomach first."
"Hahaha! Yes! Yes! You old geezer, hurry up and cook some noodles for us, or if I get angry, I'll smash up your shop."
The five men entered the noodle shop as if they were at home, casually ordering the owner around.
The ordinary people in the noodle shop, who had no power, were so frightened when they saw the five people enter that they ran away, not wanting to stay in this dangerous place.
The noodle shop owner didn't say anything, he just stood there blankly in front of the pot of noodles, cooking five bowls of noodles for them.
Although the noodle shop owner was furious and resentful of those people in the underworld, what could he do? He was practically powerless.
How can someone who has no power resist those five scoundrels in society?
The atmosphere in the noodle shop grew increasingly strange. Apart from the five young men, only Xuan Ye remained quietly seated in his chair, expressionless, coldly watching the five men.
The aroma of noodles quickly filled the noodle shop, immediately whetting the appetites of the five people inside.
"Old man, hurry up and bring me my noodles. If you're slow, I'll break your legs."
A young man dressed in flamboyant clothes laughed and whistled as he spoke to the noodle shop owner.
The noodle shop owner heard their words but didn't say anything or put up any resistance; he simply quickened his pace.
The noodles were served quickly, and of course, they were extremely delicious. The five youths ate them as if they were starving ghosts, eating very fast and in a very unsightly manner.
The noodle shop owner stood beside the five people, but when he saw them eating noodles, a hint of satisfaction flashed deep in his eyes.
For the owner of this noodle shop, opening the shop wasn't really about making money, but about making a delicious bowl of noodles for hungry people. Seeing those hungry people eat his noodles gave the owner a sense of satisfaction.