After buying some small jewelry, the group headed to the blacksmith's shop, but before they even reached the shop's entrance, they saw a crowd gathered across from the blacksmith, shouting loudly, "Give me a bowl of cold noodles!" "Are my cold noodles ready yet?" "Here's the money, big sis!"
Upon hearing the words "cold noodles," Lin Yuan perked up instantly with a thrill—it was Sister Gui Zhi's cold noodle stall!
Though it wasn't quite time for lunch, Sister Gui Zhi's stall was buzzing far more than expected. Were all these ten or so people here for cold noodles? The business was even more booming than she had imagined!
While Sister Gui Zhi was busy mixing a bowl of cold noodles for a customer, she scanned the crowd and caught a glimpse of Lin Yuan and her friends. Without a free hand, she excitedly shouted, "Yuanyuan, over here! Over here!"
Seeing Sister Gui Zhi's face aglow with joy, Lin Yuan knew that the cold noodle business was indeed thriving!
