Lin Xuan Qi expected a flavorful experience, but he was disappointed.
The noodles were hand-pulled and they were chewy and springy enough.
But the soup was rather lacking.
It tasted bland for his taste.
Slurp.
As he pondered, Lee He Song was happily enjoying the bowl of beef noodles.
He sighed and tasted a mouthful of the soup.
The soup in his mouth tasted like plain water cooked with some salt and bones.
Something was missing.
Maybe he should really think of coming up with MSG after he was done with the soap.
"Master Lin, the noodles aren't to your liking?" Lee He Song stopped and asked him when he saw Lin Xuan Qi's expression.
"It's good. Must be the weather." Lin Xuan Qi said and glanced out of the window.
It was still summer, and the sun was shining brightly at noon.
Making it a little uncomfortable for anyone to have a bowl of hot beef noodle soup.
"You should try this." Lee He Song grinned and downed the cup of wine.
