“The sun shines high in the sky, the flower smile right at me and the bird says good morning to me…” Yuan Zhou sang as he walked down the stairs.
To customers waiting outside the restaurant for their breakfast, it was actually quite late. However, Yuan Zhou felt it was still early as it was only 10:00 in the morning.
“Hua La”
He opened the door and the sunlight streamed directly into the room. Then he gave a stretch at the entrance and returned to the kitchen.
He opened the preservation cabinet and took out the noodles prepared last night, throwing them into the cooking pot.
“It’s definitely great to have noodles for breakfast in the morning,” Yuan Zhou said to himself while stirring the noodles in the cooking pot.
He had totally disregarded the fact that he didn't have a lot of noodles on hand and the more he consumed, the less there was left.
“Guluk.” Once the Clear Broth Noodle Soup entered his stomach, Yuan Zhou immediately felt full of spirit again.
