What If I Become Addicted?

"My lord, hurry up and eat. These noodles are obviously of the best quality. I don't think even the chefs in our residence can make them."

The man chuckled. "Look at you."

Gu Bailu picked up her chopsticks and took a bite. "Wow… I can taste the freshness of seafood in the noodles."

She took another sip of the soup and praised happily, "This soup is amazing! I've never tasted soup better than this!"

Feng Qingtian smiled and took a bite. It wasn't as good as she said, but it wasn't bad.

Gu Bailu sighed. "My lord, what if I get addicted to these noodles?"

"Then buy it and bring it back with us," Feng Qingtian said casually.

"That won't do. This shop has been making noodles for so many years. I can't let this stall close down because of my selfish desire; so many people here would no longer be able to eat them."