Xia Chujian opened the shop at ten in the morning. Looking at the long line outside, she shook her head speechlessly.
She wrote on the Small Whiteboard: Limited to ninety servings per day. If you're beyond number ninety in line, don't queue up.
Someone immediately came out to count.
Those beyond ninetieth place all drooped their faces as if their relatives had died.
Making gourmets give up food that was practically in their mouths was no different from killing their relatives.
Just then, Qin Wanglan rode out from the King's City Legion Command Center.
Seeing the lively scene, he could not help getting out of the vehicle and walking toward the shop entrance.
The name of the shop, written on the hanging cloth banner, happened to catch his eye.
Xiao Xin Food Shop.
Qin Wanglan's casual gaze abruptly halted on the banner.
So this was the name of the food shop?
It looked... rather Unique.
Qin Wanglan walked a few steps closer.
Xia Chujian was preparing to open for business.
When the Lids of the large pots of noodle soup and wide noodles were lifted, a fresh yet rich aroma of food immediately soared into the air!
The crowd in line instantly stirred.
Everyone craned their necks and swallowed saliva, afraid that the delicious food nearly within their grasp would fly away.
Xia Chujian ladled out the first bowl of noodle soup for the day and poured it into the bowl of the person at the very front.
Since customers could not eat in here, she had not prepared any utensils.
Anyone who came to buy food had to bring their own soup bowl.
Holding his bowl, the man did not even have time to leave before lowering his head and taking a sip of the clear noodle broth.
"Delicious!"