Very soon, an extra-large bowl of Crossing-the-Bridge noodles, filled with meat, was brought over and placed in front of Zhang Xiaohao.
Zhang Xiaohao was not shy. He took a deep breath to smell it.
The rich aroma of the meat rose from the steaming bowl of Crossing-the-Bridge noodles.
"Hmm, not bad. I just wonder how it tastes," Zhang Xiaohao said.
He picked up his chopsticks and began to eat. As soon as the noodles entered his mouth, a sweet aroma emanated from them.
"The taste is also nice! Overall, it's quite good!" Zhang Xiaohao nodded in satisfaction and began to eat heartily.
A large serving of the Crossing-the-Bridge noodles was devoured by Zhang Xiaohao in less than three minutes.
"Madam, could you come over for a moment?" Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.
"What can I do for you, young man?" The charming shop owner sauntered over.
Zhang Xiaohao took out a middle-grade Spirit Stone and placed it on the table.
