The aroma of ramen drifted from the food cart. Aunt made a blunt remark about how humble the stall looked right in front of the ramen master, without feeling the least bit improper.
Because she was speaking the truth. Compared to the impressive Michelin-starred restaurant from last time, this ramen stall genuinely seemed too down-to-earth. Besides, the ramen master was Japanese, and Lu Mingfei had mentioned that he had been making noodles here for over sixty years. For an old man who had spent his entire life in a small Japanese alley, Aunt assumed it was only natural that he didn't speak Chinese; after all, Uesugi Etsu and Lu Mingfei had been communicating in Japanese just moments ago.
"I'm truly sorry for having you come to such a shabby stall for noodles, but having wasted a full sixty-odd years of my time, making ramen is the only thing I'm good at," an aged voice drifted softly. "Oh right, my customers occasionally praise the way I braise my beef and eggs, but other than that, I have nothing else to offer you all. I'm terribly sorry."
Chapter 786