Ye Xiao looked at the layer of snow on Tang Heng's shoulder and understood that Tang Heng must have been there for a while, waiting at the door, because although snowflakes were fluttering now, they were very small. So for someone to get a layer of snow on their shoulders and hair, it must have taken a while standing at the door.
"What's good to eat here?" Ye Xiao smiled as he looked at the restaurant called Youlan House.
"I don't know what you like to eat; this is a semi-self-service restaurant, so..." Tang Heng smiled.
Ye Xiao said, "I'm not picky about food; anything will do!"
Talking and laughing, the two walked into the restaurant.
For Ye Xiao, delicacies from mountains and seas are nothing rare. After wandering around in the restaurant for a bit, this guy surprisingly only ordered a serving of black bean noodles, since they were made from black beans, the noodles were black.
