Chang'an Street was filled with large stores and was basically a place for the affluent to stroll. A small noodle house like Xiao Yu's logically wouldn't fit in here, as the people who could afford to frequent the street were either rich or noble. Who would take interest in an ordinary little noodle house?
Yet, by some twist of fate, a restaurant snubbed by the elites had caught their attention. People saw none other than Prince Qing of Yan Country, casually enjoying a meal, slurping noodles with such relish that onlookers couldn't help but swallow their own saliva.
Is it that delicious? How could he be enjoying it so much?
Looking at the other diners, they all seemed to be cherishing every bite, as if they had never tasted noodles so delightful before.
Thus, some curious onlookers peaked in the doorway and asked, "Is it good?"
