"Uh, I want to buy your recipe."
"Pfft!" Xiaoguo spluttered. What was wrong with this person? Why was she so straightforward?
"It's like this. Don't get too excited. Listen to me… " Xu Ruyi slowly recounted her experience.
Though she found it absurd, Xiaoguo listened to what the woman had to say. When she finished, Xiaoguo nodded. She understood now.
The situation was like this. The noodle shop was named after Xu Ruyi by her father. When Xu Ruyi was born, her mother passed away. Ever since, the father and daughter only had each other to rely on. They made a living by running the noodle shop. Business was good but about half a year ago, Father Xu passed away. After which, the family business began to decline.
