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Liu Sang's mouth twitched, but he still nodded. It was just a game he had beat long ago; lending it for a few days was no big deal. However, he couldn't understand why Uncle Lin liked playing such romance games, given he looked every bit the muscular tough guy.

Liu Sang then opened the doors of the restaurant. He walked in, gave the place a quick clean, and then started to prepare Uncle Lin's breakfast.

The method for making hot dry noodles was not complex. Simply put, boil the noodles until they're about seventy to eighty percent done, rinse them with cold water, place them in a bowl, and then mix in the other ingredients. Sesame paste was also needed, though Uncle Lin required a lot of it.

Normally, one spoonful of sesame paste was enough, but Uncle Lin wanted three. Liu Sang dared not try such a thick version of hot dry noodles.