Funds were used to stockpile weapons and increase power, but who ever truly cared about the country's infrastructure?
As for Su Lin's statement, Qin Yu was satisfied, but that was about it.
"Let's go, I'll take you to a place."
What place?
Zhang Ji's Noodle House.
The business was already quite booming, with many customers in the shop. However, Zhang Fu was not there. Qin Yu brought Su Lin into the shop, ordered some food. Su Lin's taste was quite light, he didn't like braised dishes, and only ordered a bowl of noodles.
Qin Yu glanced at him, "Then don't eat the food I ordered later."
Su Lin found it funny, would he, Su Lin, eat other people's food?
"Don't worry, I won't," Su Lin responded coldly.
When Qin Yu went to the kitchen to wash her hands and had the fragrant hotpot and braised dishes brought to the table, Su Lin, who had his small noodle bowl squeezed into the corner, said: "....."
Is this woman an evil ghost from hell?
How could she be so bad!
"You eating?"
