The waiter's eyes flickered with a trace of oddity for a moment, but he quickly put on a very official smile: "Ah, well, you can see the owner. I wonder what business you have?"
The small shop owner slammed the table, startling the diners: "Are you crazy?"
"Cough cough, sorry, sorry."
The small shop owner switched to slapping his thigh, looking like he's considering others: "Isn't it all because of that person outside?"
"That person outside... what's wrong?" the waiter asked cautiously.
"You don't know yet? Your, what's it called, hotpot, she is selling it outside too! She's selling some hotpot noodles!" The small shop owner glanced at the surrounding diners' meals, thoughtful, and secretly noted it down.
It's a novel idea, but customers have to cook it themselves, just provide a pot with soup, and they're eating happily like this?
This business is too easy to do!
