At that moment, Chen Jie, holding his teacup, took a sip and said, "Old Zhou, is there anything to eat? Get me something, I haven't had enough to eat tonight."
Zhou Chu was taken aback at these words and then said, "There is only noodles."
"Then bring a bowl of noodles over."
As Chen Jie spoke, he truly hadn't had enough to eat today. He had drunk a bellyful of liquor at Yelu's, and as for the sashimi, Chen Jie had only eaten one piece and couldn't eat any more.
So, he was drinking on an empty stomach, and his stomach was churning terribly.
Hearing this, Zhou Chu said, "Hehe, now that you mention it, I'm hungry too. Wait a moment."
Then Zhou Chu went out and soon came back with two bowls of noodles. He sat opposite Chen Jie and placed a large bowl of hand-pulled noodles in front of him.
The hand-pulled noodles, topped with large chunks of meat and exuding a mouth-watering aroma, also had an egg.
