Finding A Person is Easy

Because of Long Xiruo’s farce in this afternoon, Luo Qiu was not in the mood to go out immediately, instead, he had been reading books for the whole afternoon.

Roughly around nightfall, before dinner, a customer came to the club.

A ragged old woman was carrying a large gray-white sack and a thin bamboo pole. At the first glance, Luo Qiu guessed that she was a junkman or a vagrant.

Her face was wrinkled with hardships, her slightly hunchbacked body looked pretty thin.

"You Ye, what’s the dinner for today?"

"Fried duck breast with orange juice, French corn mushroom soup with small bread."

Luo Qiu nodded, ordering, "The customer has bad teeth, serve her some thick soup and small bread."

Of course, this conversation took place when the Aeolians bell rang while the old woman was standing at the doorway. Seeing that the old woman had difficulty in moving, Luo Qiu went to help her sit down.

"I, I have no money."

The old woman’s voice showed some uneasiness.