Zhongqing was dressed as usual, only wearing light black stockings. In the faint morning light, there was a dense smell of water vapor when a sprinkler passed by. The tight skirt made her buttocks line appear more plump. Today, she combed a high ponytail, and her hair was tightly bound with a bright silver metal hair band, which made her look particularly capable and neat.
However, there was a little more bitterness and pitifulness between her eyebrows, which was not very similar to the past. Perhaps it was emotional or physical torture.
Torture did not necessarily mean that she was forced or sad, but her temperament would always be changed a little.
"Two bowls." Zhongqing glanced at the woman next to her. She seemed to be a little angry, but her voice was not loud, and then she swept another ten yuan.
"One more bowl." Zhou Shuling said to Liu Changan.
Liu Changan nodded. He picked up an extra portion of rice noodles and placed it in the boiling water to heat it. The basket shook slightly, but it did not cause the soup to splatter. Ripples appeared in the center of the white rice soup, but his wrists did not move at all. He only relied on his two fingers to move the soup.
"So many beautiful girls …" The old man Qian came back after running, walked to the stall and sniffed, then glanced at the two beautiful women. He stood there with his hands behind his back and looked at them blankly. Then he said to Liu Changan, "Don't you want to give a discount to the beauties?"
"They don't care. Old man, do you want a bowl? The rice noodles made by Little Liu are delicious. "Zhou Shuling said. It was more suitable for women to be shrewd when doing business.
"I don't want it." The old man Qian looked at the beauties again, turned around, and trotted away.
Liu Changan soaked the rice noodles, brought it to a small table on the side, put two pairs of disposable chopsticks, and said, "If you want pickled vegetables, green onions, garlic, and soy sauce, add it yourself."
At this time, Zhou Dongdong came out of the house, carrying a small red schoolbag on her back. Her hands swayed left and right as she skipped past the breakfast stall. She grabbed a bun in each hand and continued to maintain the pace of an uncle of the People's Liberation Army to the kindergarten.
The business gradually improved. Zhou Shuling was busier than Liu Changan. The new rice noodles sold by Zhou Shuling were two yuan more expensive than the usual rice noodles sold by Zhou Shuling. But it didn't become popular. Many people chose to buy dumplings or rolls when they saw it was two yuan more expensive.
Zhou Shuling said to Liu Changan, "I didn't expect such a rich man to sit on a stool and eat rice noodles."
"Even such a rich person can fart? It stinks just as much," Liu Changan said with a smile.
"Keep your voice down." Zhou Shuling was a little embarrassed because Liu Changan's voice was the same as usual, and he was sitting right next to her.
Zhong Qing obviously didn't hear it, but the woman accompanying her frowned slightly and put down the chopsticks in her hand.
Zhong Qing was eating rice noodles. She was born in Junsha, and eating rice noodles on the streets and alleys was a common thing in her memory. Even though she had been in and out of countless high-class restaurants over the years, she didn't have the common habit of being pretentious when she was young. She sat here and ate the rice noodles with peace of mind. She didn't complain about the environment or the taste … Of course, she didn't complain about the taste. Zhong Qing thought it was delicious. This was the spicy rice noodles that suited the taste of the people of Junsha. It had a completely different texture from those noodles made with pure chili oil.
The woman beside her was naturally different. The ancestors of the Zhu family were wealthy, and they pursued the idea of family first. The political power was just an investment. They had never declined in Taiwan over the years, and the daughter-in-law of the Zhu family was probably not from an ordinary family.
The Third Mistress of the Zhu family, the Third Mistress of the Su family, had an unknown origin. Some people said that she was a relative of the Su family. During the car accident that shook Taiwan that year, the Third Young Master of the Zhu family survived while holding the infant Zhu Juntang. Many people in the convoy died, and the Third Young Master of the Zhu family died on the spot.
"Is this rice noodles that delicious?" the Third Mistress said to Zhong Qing expressionlessly.
"It's not bad. It's chewy and very tasty." Zhong Qing was still eating the rice noodles with her head down, but she ate in a delicate manner. It was impossible for her to eat such spicy rice noodles in big mouthfuls, and it would take her a long time to finish a big bowl.
Seeing the fine beads of sweat on Zhong Qing's forehead, the Third Mistress waved her hand. "Give me a bottle of water."
"Ice or room temperature?" Liu Changan asked.
"Room temperature."
Liu Changan took out a bottle of mineral water and put it on the table. He also took the payment code.
Zhong Qing scanned the code, opened the bottle, and took a sip. Only then did she realize that the Third Mistress had not taken a sip of the rice noodles. She was puzzled. She was the one who wanted to eat the rice noodles, so why didn't she take a bite? Although I know you're here for Liu Changan, the rice noodles are indeed delicious.
"Liu Changan." The Third Mistress stopped him.
Liu Changan slowly turned around. Bits of sunlight fell on his hair. His face was still under the shade of the tree, but it also had the taste of sunshine. His smile was gentle.
"Let's find a time to talk."
Liu Changan looked at the woman in front of him. Her eyebrows were as sharp as a spear, and her appearance was exquisite. She sat between the sun and the shade of the tree. Her hands were placed neatly on her lower abdomen. Her legs were slanted together, and her knees were tightly closed. The skirt and the skin between her legs did not create any blasphemous triangular shadow. Her straight calves did not have lazy curves, and they were still straight and slender like a young girl.
The biggest difference between a pampered woman and a woman in the marketplace was probably the kind of cleanliness that was not tainted by dust. Or it could be said that they were ethereal, or even without worldly affairs. This was because they had too many people to serve them in their lives.
"We're not familiar with each other. What's there to talk about? Come and eat more rice noodles when you're free." Liu Changan said with a smile.
"Liu Changan." Zhong Qing called out to Liu Changan softly, reminding him that this person was not the same kind of person as Zhu Juntang.
"Okay." The Third Young Lady nodded and stood up. Her fingers pressed down on Zhong Qing's shoulder. "Take your time eating the rice noodles. I'll leave first."
Zhong Qing did not get up. He obediently sat down and continued to eat the rice noodles slowly.
Liu Changan looked at the woman's back. She swayed gracefully like a willow branch under the moonlight. She was light and graceful, and because of the darkness of the night, she added a mysterious charm.
"She's here for me?" Watching the Rolls-Royce leave, Liu Changan asked Zhong Qing. Probably because of the Zhu family, the frequency of top-class recreational vehicles appearing in this area had increased recently.
"Yes." Zhong Qing drank water and wiped his sweat.
"When you're with this woman, you're obviously more obedient and cute than when you're with Zhu Juntang." Liu Changan said with a smile. It just so happened that someone wanted to eat rice noodles. After saying that, he hurriedly went to make more rice noodles.
This was how food and beverage stalls worked. When there were people eating there, more people would think that since there were people eating there, the food might taste good, and so they would line up. The better the business of the stall, the more people would line up. The less people there were, the less people would go to the stall.
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