Chapter 511 - Chapter 511: Chapter 498: Strange (1/2)

Chapter 511: Chapter 498: Strange

Today, they finally had a customer, and the waiter was so happy that he couldn’t help but hum a tune while cleaning the dishes.

“Waiter, give me a bowl of noodles,”

Another person walked into the noodle shop and found a new table to sit at.

Rushing to accommodate the customer, the waiter put aside what he was doing, put on a cheery face, and asked, “Sir, what kind of noodles would you like? We have plain noodles, chicken noodle soup, fish noodle soup, pork rib noodles, etc., aside from the plain noodles, which are six coins a bowl, everything else is ten coins a bowl. What kind of noodles do you want?”

“Are the plain noodles six coins a bowl?” The man widened his eyes when he heard the price, “The vendor outside who sells noodles with shredded meat only charges five coins, and he gives a decent amount of meat. Are you running a scam here?”

“No, no! Sir, this is a fully fledged business. We can’t possibly be running a scam,” the waiter anxiously defended.

“If it’s not a scam, then why are your noodles more than twice as expensive as the ones outside?”

“Noodles are not all the same, you’ll know once you try,” the waiter strived to maintain his smile.

“Once I try them, I have to buy them, huh? This is a clever business model: trick people into eating first and then they have to pay afterward,” the man abruptly stood up, walked out, all the while cursing, “I have never seen such business practices. They said this noodle shop wasn’t busy and their serving was fast, so I could eat and get on with my other business. I didn’t expect it to be a rip-off!”

“What makes your noodles so special? At the end of the day, they’re just noodles made from kneading flour and water; it’s not some exotic dish, how could they be different? Can they blossom into flowers? If you’re ripping people off, just admit it, instead of giving so many excuses,”

The man had walked far away, but his words were still faintly audible.

It revealed how much resentment he held and how loudly he complained.

The previous three customers were easygoing and even ate five bowls of noodles in total. They praised the noodles and assured us that the business would be successful in the future..

I initially thought the noodle shop would enjoy a turnaround and business would pick up, but it seems I was overly optimistic.

Things are still the same!

The waiter sighed, hung his head, and continued to clean the dishes with a gloomy expression.

“Why the long face?” Shang Chengen lifted the curtain and came out from the backyard, seeing the waiter’s wrinkled face, he laughed, “You look more and more like your name.”

The waiter’s name was Kugua (Bitter melon in English).

It was said that when his mother was pregnant with him, she craved bitter melons, and the year he was born was a year of heavy rain and floods which wiped out all the crops. They lived a harsh life that year.

Kugua’s mother thought his life was full of difficulties, so she cursed him with this name fearing more disasters in the future.

Kugua’s surname was originally Jin. However, since they entered slavery, their lives belonged to the main house, and the surname was no longer necessary. Shen Chengen thought this name was interesting, so he kept it.

“Boss,” Kugua frowned, “we’ve been open for three days and have only sold five bowls of noodles. Aren’t you worried?”

“Worry about what?” Shang Chengen laughed, “Doing business always carries risk and reward. There’s no place that enjoys full seats and makes a fortune just after its opening. Everything takes time; good wine needs no bush; if the noodles are good, there won’t be a lack of repeat customers.”