Then he hurriedly ran out of the small eatery.
Not only him, but the other idlers also felt tremendous pressure, so they all slipped away.
Soon, the small eatery only had Zhao Ya and this Jin Fu left.
When Jin Fu came up with a steaming bowl of shredded meat noodles, he couldn't help but be a bit surprised.
It should be known that these idlers could buy a cup of wine and stay the whole day in the small eatery, just to enjoy the warmth here; otherwise, they'd have to light a fire at home, which consumed a lot of fuel.
Why did they leave so early today?
Jin Fu was still somewhat confused.
Zhao Ya had already picked up the bowl and started slurping the noodles.
Honestly, the taste of the noodles wasn't particularly good.
After all, the small eatery couldn't get good ingredients; it was merely something to fill the stomach.
But Zhao Ya didn't waste a bit, eating every last noodle in the bowl.
After finishing, he put down his chopsticks and smiled lightly at Jin Fu.
