The noodle shop was near Jiangzhou No.1 High School and had many years of history, with affordable prices and authentic flavors, attracting a lot of students from the school. It was almost always packed, and as a result, the male waiter was familiar with many of the students. He was somewhat delicate-looking and had a good temperament, so quite a few girls flirted with him every day.
"Xiaodongzi, come here, the ladies are ready to order," a girl in the group called out with a laugh.
The waiter immediately turned around and ran to their table with a smile, deftly pulling out a small notebook and pen.
"Five bowls of beef noodles, just the beef without the noodles."
As soon as she finished speaking, a group of girls burst into giggles. Someone said, "Ah Lin, you're giving our Xiaodongzi a hard time. Is that still beef noodles? Why don't you just order a plate of beef."
"Yeah, yeah, our Xiaodongzi is so thin-skinned. If you scare him, we won't let you off the hook."
