Traveling through various miniature worlds with a small restaurant

The carriage stopped in front of Lin Xiaoqian's shop, and Gao Guanyu helped Prince Cheng down from the carriage.

Prince Cheng looked up at the signboard and read aloud, "Xiao Qian's Restaurant."

Gao Guanyu explained, "The boss's name is Lin Xiaoqian."

Prince Cheng nodded knowingly. Looking at the two closed glass doors, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and he exclaimed, "Beautiful glass!"

Gao Guanyu was as proud as if it were his own: "See? I told you this glass was very clear."

The two pushed open the door and went inside, the bell on the door ringing crisply.

Lin Xiaoqian looked up and saw that it was Gao Guanyu who had just left, along with an old man who had an extraordinary demeanor and was full of wealth.

What does that mean? Did they give too much money, and the parents brought their child back to ask for the gold back?

Lin Xiaoqian stood up: "Young Master Gao."

Gao Guanyu smiled and introduced Lin Xiaoqian: "Boss Lin, this is my uncle. He heard that your fried noodles are delicious, so he came here to try them."

Prince Cheng sized up Lin Xiaoqian. Seeing that she was young and beautiful, he thought to himself that perhaps his foolish nephew was trying to make her famous in order to win her favor.

Could it be that his nephew opened this shop for this young lady?

He then changed his mind. These two glass doors were hard to find, let alone his nephew. They must really belong to a young lady from some reclusive family.

Lin Xiaoqian realized that they were business partners and quickly told the two of them to make themselves at home.

"Then I'll make the old man a bowl of noodles with soybean paste to try."

Gao Guanyu quickly said, "Two bowls." He pointed to himself, "I'll have one bowl too."

"...Okay." Didn't you just eat?

Lin Xiaoqian lifted the curtain and went into the kitchen to make Zhajiangmian (noodles with soybean paste). It only took her a short time to cook the noodles and chop some vegetables, so she was very quick.

When Lin Xiaoqian brought over the two bowls of noodles on a tray, Gao Guanyu was praising how soft the napkins were to the old man.

"The fried sauce was a bit cold, so I made some freshly made for both of you. Please enjoy."

Lin Xiaoqian packed up the tray and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Lin."

Lin Xiaoqian looked at Gao Guanyu.

He gestured with his hand to form a cup shape and asked, "Um, is there any juice left?"

Lin Xiaoqian blinked, realizing she was referring to Minute Maid Orange Juice, and quickly said, "Yes, yes, you both want Minute Maid Orange Juice, right?"

"So that juice is called Orange Juice with Pulp, oh, that's a very fitting name. My uncle and I both want Orange Juice with Pulp."

Lin Xiaoqian went to the beverage counter, took two small bottles of orange juice with pulp, and placed two ceramic cups in front of the two of them.

When Gao Guanyu saw the red, transparent cabinet filled with all sorts of colorful bottles, his eyes widened immediately.

"Mr. Lin, are those all drinks?"

Lin Xiaoqian nodded.

"Then I'd like to change it. I won't drink orange juice with pulp anymore."

Lin Xiaoqian said, "Sure, you can choose whichever you like."

Gao Guanyu ran to the beverage counter and looked at the bottles carefully. He didn't recognize the words on the bottles, but the colors were all very nice, and he wanted to try them all.

He turned to Lin Xiaoqian and asked, "Boss Lin, can I buy all of them and try them?"

Lin Xiaoqian felt that leaving these plastic bottles in ancient times would pollute the environment, so she said, "If Young Master Gao wants to drink, he will need to prepare his own container. These bottles cannot be taken out of the store."

Gao Guanyu wasn't discouraged: "Alright then, I'll try one bottle today and see which one tastes better. Does Boss Lin have any recommendations?"

Looking at the various drinks inside, Lin Xiaoqian couldn't think of one that tasted the best. She usually only liked to drink fruit juice and rarely drank carbonated beverages.

Oh? Right, carbonated drinks.

"Young Master Gao can try that black liquid, or the green bottle next to it."

Gao Guanyu didn't dare to try the black liquid, so he grabbed a bottle of Sprite and went back to the table to sit down.

"How did you open this bottle, Mr. Lin?"

Lin Xiaoqian demonstrated with her hand: "Just twist it like this and it will open."

Gao Guanyu followed suit and twisted it hard.

A soft "sizzle" was heard, accompanied by a refreshing sweetness.

This startled Gao Guanyu.

Lin Xiaoqian explained with a smile, "It's carbonated, don't be afraid, that's the key to this drink's deliciousness."

Gao Guanyu twisted it open again and sniffed it; it had a sour citron smell.

He quickly poured Sprite into a glass, but before he could even take a sip, a large hand snatched the glass away.

Upon closer inspection, he recognized his uncle, Prince Cheng.

Prince Cheng started eating as soon as the noodles with soybean paste were served.

He was stunned the moment he tasted it.

The taste of this Zhajiangmian (noodles with soybean paste) is truly exceptional. His silly nephew was right; the soybean paste was thick, salty, and fragrant, and the noodles were chewy and springy. He couldn't stop eating it once he started.

Just then, Gao Guanyu poured a drink, and he casually took a sip.

It felt like tiny bombs were exploding in my mouth; it didn't hurt, but rather a strangely pleasurable sensation.

It tastes like citron, but it's not sour; instead, it's sweet.

After eating a bite of noodles with soybean paste and taking a sip of Sprite, the old prince felt extremely comfortable.

Seeing that his uncle's white eyebrows had unfurled from drinking, Gao Guanyu quickly picked up another cup, poured some in, and took a sip.

In one word, cool!

He put down his cup and began to enjoy the noodles with soybean paste.

After finishing their noodles, the two sat comfortably in their seats, leisurely sipping their drinks, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

Prince Cheng wiped his mouth with a clean, soft napkin from the table and sincerely exclaimed, "Boss Lin's cooking skills are indeed excellent."

Lin Xiaoqian was secretly reading a novel when she heard someone praising her, and she quickly said, "As long as the old gentleman is enjoying his meal."

Prince Cheng gave Gao Guanyu a wink, signaling him to pay the bill.

"Ah, Mr. Lin, how much will this meal cost for the two of us?"

Lin Xiaoqian looked up and said, "No need to give me any more. Your gold ingot is enough to eat many bowls of noodles with soybean paste."

She just checked the system and it showed that she had sold three bowls, which meant that the money for the two bowls had already been counted in gold.

Prince Cheng glanced at his nephew. "This silly boy took a gold ingot and ate a bowl of noodles with soybean paste?"

However, the cooking skills are worth the price.

His eyes darted around, and he asked, "Mr. Lin, do you want to make a name for yourself in the capital?"

Lin Xiaoqian shook her head: "No, she'll go home after selling noodles. Why would she want to become famous?"

"So, why does Mr. Lin own this shop?"

Lin Xiaoqian didn't quite understand what he meant: "It's just to sell Zhajiangmian (noodles with soybean paste)."

After thinking about it, I realized that this old gentleman looked very wealthy and powerful. If he could help me promote myself, wouldn't I be able to complete my task quickly?

"I need to sell 200 bowls of Zhajiangmian as soon as possible."

200 bowls?

Prince Cheng silently counted the number in his mind, then asked, "Is this a task your family gave you?" He clearly regarded Lin Xiaoqian as a young lady from a reclusive family.

Lin Xiaoqian frowned slightly: "I guess so." It's all part of the mission anyway.

Prince Cheng nodded: "I...I understand." He was even more certain of his guess.

These reclusive families do not participate in politics, but are mostly skilled craftsmen who rarely show their faces.

This Mr. Lin is probably someone his family sent out to gain experience.