It looked like a very ordinary dish, but given how highly Ruan Shiyu had recommended it, it surely had to be something special. Shi Wanyin stared at the bowl of noodles, curiosity stirring in her eyes.
Watching her expression, Ruan Shiyu couldn't help but smile. "It’s nothing fancy, really. Just simple scallion oil noodles. Here, take the spoon." She handed over the spoon and chopsticks.
Just then, the scallion-fried lamb Ruan Shiyu had ordered arrived, and Uncle Yang followed up with a plate of smashed cucumbers. It was a simple combination of meat and vegetables, unpretentious but far from meager.
Chapter 60