Looking at the tender and sticky soy-braised chicken legs stewing in the iron pot, Yang Xiao controlled himself and just ordered two, after all, ordering six chicken legs at once was too conspicuous, and he didn't want to leave any memorable impression on the people of Xia Shi Town.
In line with Yang Xiao's request, the owner paired up a few dishes, and then ladled a generous spoonful of braised pork sauce on the rice before handing him the lunch box, "Young man, hold steady, take care, it's hot."
Having paid, Yang Xiao found a place to sit down near the roadside. It wasn't like the big cities here, with less strict regulation—fast food stores had a few small low tables outside, each with several colored plastic chairs nearby, where people could sit down to eat.
From where Yang Xiao was sitting, he could clearly see the entrance to the noodle shop, and there were quite a few people eating nearby. A group sat just behind him.