At this ti, the two people had already gotten out of the car.
Chu Chengfeng pointed to a noodle shop with lanterns hanging in front and said, "Sister-in-law, let’s go eat."
It was already noon, and Gu Qiaoqiao also felt a bit hungry.
Since there was a ready-made noodle shop, having a bowl of stir-fried noodles or cold noodles would be quite nice.
Upon entering the small shop, it indeed turned out to be as clean and tidy inside as it was outside. The tables were polished to a shine, and the floor was the sa.
The rare thing was that the noodle station was actually a transparent large glass, through which you could see everything in the kitchen.
Gu Qiaoqiao was a bit surprised.
Because it was the first ti she saw such a kitchen; after all, this type of open kitchen was still rare in the New Nation.
Besides a few five-star Western restaurants, the kitchens of other big and small hotels were in places where guests couldn’t see them.
Gu Qiaoqiao’s eyes deepened as she looked at a nu posted on the wall.
There weren’t many types of noodles.
However, they had all the essentials.
Chu Chengfeng was very satisfied with the environnt here.
Both he and Gu Qiaoqiao ordered beef noodles.
There weren’t many diners, only two passing drivers, so the beef noodles were ready quickly.
When it was served, just slling it, Gu Qiaoqiao knew the beef noodles were made authentically.
This small shop was run by just one person, a woman in her thirties.
She had a round face, single eyelids, and a black teardrop mole under her eye.
Her hair was neatly cut short, she was not tall, and wore a checkered apron around her waist.
Although she looked very ordinary, she smiled before speaking, appearing clean and tidy.
It was easy to feel a sense of affection for her.
However, Gu Qiaoqiao slightly frowned imperceptibly.
The woman was very unfamiliar, but those brows, especially the teardrop mole under her eye, seed like she’d seen them sowhere before.
Undoubtedly, it wasn’t in this life she had seen her.
Then it was in the past life.
In the previous life, Gu Qiaoqiao’s range of activities wasn’t large; the chances of seeing her were either on the streets of the Imperial Capital or at the Lijing Ho Hotel.
If it was just a fleeting encounter, she shouldn’t rember her, but inexplicably, there was an image of her deep in her mory.
This was sothing very perplexing and bizarre.
Even Gu Qiaoqiao herself couldn’t explain what she was feeling at that mont.
But one thing was certain, this person had nothing to do with her; otherwise, Gu Qiaoqiao would have known who she was.
But what was this sense of familiarity about?
Especially strange was that this familiarity was mixed with a kind of fear.
Clearly, this proprietress, face-to-face, was a gentle woman.
At this ti, after serving them the noodles, the proprietress returned to the kitchen to continue working.
After discreetly observing the proprietress again, Gu Qiaoqiao concealed her thoughts and lowered her head to start eating the beef noodles.
The beef was premium five-spice braised beef, and the noodles were hand-rolled.
The broth was a rich and fragrant beef bone broth.
Finely chopped scallions and cilantro were sprinkled on top.
It was served in a dium-sized bowl.
Chu Chengfeng, being a very picky person, after just one bite, showed a joyful expression and hurriedly called out, "Proprietress, another bowl for , please."
"Alright, coming right up," the proprietress responded promptly.
She then began rolling out the noodles.
The two other custors finished their al, happily went to settle the bill, complinting the proprietress’s skills along the way. This kind of praise was obviously not the first ti the proprietress had heard it, but she still sincerely expressed her gratitude.
Once those two left, the small shop was only left with Gu Qiaoqiao and Chu Chengfeng.
Gu Qiaoqiao ate her noodles leisurely.
One had to admit, the noodles were indeed very fragrant, surpassing her own skills; it was also the first ti Gu Qiaoqiao had eaten such delicious noodles.
No wonder Chu Chengfeng ordered another bowl.
Ten minutes later, the second bowl of noodles for Chu Chengfeng was ready; the proprietress brought them over and placed them beside Chu Chengfeng, just as he finished his first bowl.
Boys do tend to eat fast.
Gu Qiaoqiao looked up at the proprietress and found her features gentle, and amidst her expression, she seed very content, but if observed carefully, there seed to be an unintentional hint of lancholy in the corners of her eyes.
And such a faint lancholy was evidently the result of the proprietress’ efforts to suppress it.
Gu Qiaoqiao glanced at the proprietress, then lowered her head to continue eating her noodles.
Gu Qiaoqiao knew in her heart that every day, every mont, things were happening in this world, so happy and joyful, so sad and painful...
All kinds of things co together to form the current life.
Each person has their own fate, each person has their own cause and effect.
She wasn’t a savior, she couldn’t handle every matter, and if she kept doing so, she might disrupt many things.
Thinking of this, Gu Qiaoqiao let go, ceasing to ponder over what unspeakable troubles the proprietress had, nor why the proprietress gave her a sense of familiarity.
At this point, the proprietress poured water for the two of them, and Gu Qiaoqiao had also finished eating, unable to help but praise, "Proprietress, your beef noodles are really delicious."
The proprietress spoke softly and sincerely.
"Really? Everyone who cos says it’s good."
Chu Chengfeng continued his attack on the second bowl of noodles.
Gu Qiaoqiao picked up a napkin, wiping the corner of her mouth, "Proprietress, your skills here are a bit wasted; if you went to the city, your business would be dozens of tis better than it is now."
Upon hearing Gu Qiaoqiao’s words, the proprietress’s eyes initially brightened, then dimd.
At this mont, she seed a bit awkward, rubbing her hands together and said, "I’m already very content to have a noodle shop here. I’m not educated; if I went to the city, I’d be laughed at."
She was neither from the Imperial Capital nor from Hebei; her Mandarin was fairly standard.
Her accent was sowhat like those from the area North of the River.
"Proprietress, the key to business is skills, not teaching. As long as you can do accounting and recognize so words, that’s enough."
Gu Qiaoqiao said nonchalantly.
"That’s the truth, but I’m from the countryside, only studied for a year, opening a noodle shop in the city would embarrass my family," the proprietress mumbled.
Gu Qiaoqiao slightly frowned, disagreeing, "Opening a noodle shop in the city, how would that embarrass your family? Making money with your skills and living a better life should be sothing to be respected."
The proprietress opened her mouth, looked at Gu Qiaoqiao, a hint of dimness flashed in her eyes, then she sighed, "It’s easier said than done."
Every family has difficulties, and Gu Qiaoqiao didn’t continue with the topic, smiled at the proprietress, then looked at Chu Chengfeng opposite her.
At this ti, Chu Chengfeng had already finished his second bowl of noodles; he wiped his mouth and cheerfully said to the proprietress, "Proprietress, your worries are unnecessary. Making money with your skills, who dares to laugh at you? Use money to slap them in the face."
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