Chapter 847 - Selling Sweet And Spicy Noodles (1/2)

To avoid having Wu Hai leaving on him, Yuan Zhou called out to Wu Hai first.

“Wu Hai, wait a moment,” Yuan Zhou said.

“Ok,” Wu Hai nodded while rubbing his mustache.

Yuan Zhou went back to his restaurant, put his tools in place, and cleaned his hands before going out again.

“How did you know I was sculpting clouds?” Yuan Zhou asked after he came out.

“It’s very obvious,” said Wu Hai smugly while rubbing his mustache. “Not many things can escape my sharp eyes.”

Yuan Zhou merely stared at Wu Hai silently and said nothing. He did not believe a word of what Wu Hai just said about the sharp eyes. Just look at that droopy eyes he had.

“Got it!” Wu Hai suddenly said while pointing at Yuan Zhou.

“What?” Yuan Zhou was rendered speechless by this abrupt change.

“You definitely have something you need to ask me about. If so, you have to treat me to a meal. Otherwise, I won’t answer, no matter the question,” Wu Hai said with a ‘your scheme has been seen through’ expression on his face.

“So your focus is still eating,” Yuan Zhou was stunned for a bit by Wu Hai’s logic before he managed to muster a reply.

“Of course. Nothing is more important in life than eating,” Wu Hai nodded.

“Sure. I will treat you to a meal. In exchange, you will tell me about clouds,” Yuan Zhou looked around and agreed.

“Ok, I want to eat…” Wu Hai rubbed his mustache in excitement as he prepared to make his order.

“Make it the Sweet And Spicy Noodles sell by that stall then. They look nice,” Yuan Zhou pointed at the stall beside the pub.

The stall was made up of a simple trolley and two thermos buckets made of stainless steel on the trolley. Between the buckets, numerous bottles of condiments could be seen.

And hanging on the trolley was a red nylon cloth with Sweet And Spicy Noodles written on it.

“Boss Yuan, you have good taste. My Sweet And Spicy Noodles are known to be delicious. You want two bowls, right?” replied the hawker before Wu Hai could reply.

“Yes, two bowls,” Yuan Zhou nodded.

“Compass!” Wu Hai got so nervous and angry he stopped rubbing his mustache.

“I’m treating you to some noodles. They smell quite nice,” Yuan Zhou said as he turned to give Wu Hai a glance.

He seemed completely fearless despite the fact that Wu Hai looked like he was about to start biting.

After all, Yuan Zhou was the man who was raising Broth. He was naturally unafraid of Wu Hai that was definitely not Broth’s match in terms of biting.

“Fine, fine. Forget it. I will take what I get. I will just pretend I’m eating snacks with Compass’s money,” Wu Hai comforted himself as when he noticed that there were two more hours before lunch.

“I’m not bragging, but my Sweet And Spicy Noodles definitely have a flavor you guys have never tried before. They are very delicious. Nobody has ever claimed otherwise after trying them,” said the boss while adding condiments to the noodles. He spoke with a surgical mask on, but not even the mask could block his clear voice.

“I used to sell at the bay and have recently moved here. Most of the people that followed me here are my regular customers. Nobody has ever said that my noodles are bad after trying them. Do you want spicy or sweet?” asked the boss.

“Medium sweet and spicy.”

“Extra sweet and spicy.”

Yuan Zhou was the one wanting it medium while Wu Hai was the one wanting it extra.

“Sure, no problem. But I don’t have any chairs and tables. You have to take the food away,” the boss worked quickly and already had one bowl completed.

“Sure. You don’t have to give us any chopsticks,” Yuan Zhou said.

“Yes. Same here,” Wu Hai said.