"Yes. Take a seat."
Onii-Chan shouted, but his voice carried an intense enjoyment that conveyed his happiness.
"I think two gold coins were too much for him. He may fall sick at this rate."
Iwan noticed the excited Onii-Chan. Obviously, there was no way that getting a customer would cause someone to be so enthusiastic. It was only because Onii-Chan had received two coins just a minute ago that he acted like this, which worried Iwan.
Making a bowl of Onii-Chan ramen didn't only take cooking skills. Attention and focus also played a big part in the taste outcome that Iwan was enjoying while slurping the hot and spicy broth from the bowl.
"The refined slices of green onions, the taste of tens of spices, the perfect broth, and these noodles that just slip up your tongue like snakes, there is nothing in this World that can taste like this."
