“Miss, two bowls of beef noodles, extra beef and less noodles. Thank you,” said Chu Feng as he gave a warm smile to the lady at the counter.
After that, he went to find a seat and leisurely sat down.
Yun Muyu just rolled her eyes annoyedly. “You asked for more meat, are you an idiot? Consider yourself lucky already if they give you two tiny slabs of minced meat for a bowl of beef noodles like this that cost less than ten.”
As soon as she finished talking, a steaming bowl of beef noodles was served to her. It had a few chopped green onions and just two small pieces of beef.
Yun Muyu pouted; she thought to herself that it was just as she had expected. Then, she stared with her eyes widened with disbelief.
“Mister, this is your bowl of noodles.”
Was it perhaps Chu Feng's charming aura that had mesmerized the lady at the counter, or was he born with some halo over his head? His bowl of beef noodles was filled with chunks of beef that were piled up high above the brim of the bowl, while there were only a few strands of noodles in the bowl.
The lady at the counter was blushing as she took a quick glance at Chu Feng before leaving bashfully.
All the other customers around him were also dumbfounded when they saw his bowl of beef noodles.
“I-I... Y-You..” Yun Muyu’s words were stuck in her throat. “Wow, why does yours have so much meat while mine only has two pieces?”
“Maybe it's because I'm good-looking?”
Chu Feng stroked his chin and started wolfing down the meat, feeling extremely satisfied.
Yun Muyu pouted as she looked at the clump of noodles inside her bowl, and turned her gaze toward Chu Feng’s bowl again that was filled with beef. The more she looked at it, the more discontented she was.
In the end, she just gave a snort and snatched Chu Feng’s bowl of beef noodles over and started indulging in it.
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