Jiang's Noodle Shop.
Uncle Da Wang slurped noisily from a big bowl, wolfing down the fragrant braised pork noodles.
He really looked like a reincarnated starving ghost.
"Uncle Da Wang, eat slowly. If it's not enough, you can add more noodles."
Sitting across from him, Zhang Yuan felt a pang of sympathy, guessing that this man hadn't had a proper meal in a long time.
Chen Dawang ate a full three big bowls of noodles before finally putting down his chopsticks.
He wiped his mouth and said sheepishly, "Brother Yuan, I'm sorry for making a fool of myself."
To a villager, Zhang Yuan, who treated him to a full meal, already seemed like a benefactor, so he spoke with noteworthy politeness.
Zhang Yuan asked the waiter to clear away the empty bowls and then poured him a cup of tea, asking, "What exactly happened with Zhang Xiong you mentioned?"
"Sigh~"
Chen Dawang sighed deeply, his eyes reddening again: "I really must have lost my mind back then!"
