Bai Zhun stood up with one hand in his pocket. Without even glancing at Ye Xiaoxiao and the others, he told the chef, "Old Chen, we haven't met each other for more than two years, right?"
"It's more than two years. Ever since you handed this shop over to me, I've only seen you once, which was two years before last year. I haven't seen you since then." Old Chen treated Bai Zhun very respectfully. "Young Master, don't worry. Everything in this store has been taken care of according to your instructions."
Old Chen still remembered that three years ago, a youth wearing school uniform found him in the Bai Family's logistics. He said that he was going to join the army, so he asked if Old Chen would like to make a bowl of soybean paste noodles with him.
Unlike ordinary soybean paste noodles, the fried sauce noodles that the youth was going to make were not made with meat. Instead, they were fried with eggs and boiled with sauce.
