Rong Yan saw the usually restless kid had calmed down, heaved a sigh of relief, and told the proprietress, "The same three bowls of hot and sour noodles I mentioned earlier. Also, bring me a bowl of soy milk, warm."
"Okay," the proprietress jotted it down and was about to prepare the order. Then something came to her mind, and she turned back, smiling at her, "By the way, beautiful, you must be one of our regular customers, right? We've recently started a promotion, 'like' for a free serving of our new pig's trotter soup. Would you like to participate?"
"A 'like' and it's free?" Rong Yan perked up at the mention of no cost.
