After a comfortable night's rest at the owner's house, Ni Bingyan woke up the next day just as dawn was breaking.
After washing up and getting ready, she stepped out of her room and saw the owner's daughter-in-law coming in through the main entrance, carrying a basin of plump, white rice noodles.
She had prepared a batch for the shop and brought a basin back for the family's breakfast.
"Good morning! Did you sleep well last night?"
She greeted Ni Bingyan with a wide smile before the latter could even speak.
"Good morning. I slept soundly all night. Thank you so much to you and your family!"
"Ah, you people from Rongcheng City are great, but you just love to say 'thank you'. We used to have a regular customer who was also from Rongcheng City. I'd bring her rice noodles, she'd say 'thank you'. I'd get her a spoon, she'd say 'thank you'. Even when she paid and left, she'd still say 'thank you'. Just incredibly polite."
