Did he also notice?
Wang Qiran looked at Zhuge Lan in confusion, wondering if he was the only one who hadn't noticed.
The other customers around also looked over. Hearing their words, they all stopped eating.
"Perhaps I wasn't paying attention just now, the noodles were overcooked... The crab roe was made fresh today, how could it not be fresh." The server noticed so many eyes on her and quickly explained. At the same time, she turned to look at the owner behind the counter, her eyes pleading for help.
The shop owner was a woman of middle age, lacking any of the delicate demeanor of a woman from a Jiangnan water town. Instead, she exuded a... tough aura.
The shop owner walked over, a smile plastered on her face as she looked at Dongfang Jingjing. To be honest, Wang Qiran believed he hadn't misread; he thought he had seen a murderous intent in the owner's eyes just moments ago.
One couldn't hide the urge to kill.
Just like the owner now.
"Guest, I will have the kitchen prepare a fresh bowl for you. The noodles might not have been cooked well, but I can guarantee the crab roe was sourced today." The owner emphatically promised.
"I can understand the noodles, but why are you lying?" Dongfang Jingjing frowned. "I eat fresh crab roe every day. One sniff of this and I know it's definitely from yesterday."
One could only say, this must be a wealthy family.
Wang Qiran's mouth twitched. Eating it every day, wasn't she afraid of excessive nutrition?
It was understandable for a shop like this to have some leftover crab roe from making too much, and store it in the refrigerator overnight.
However, why was the owner being stubborn when she could have just admitted it?
Hearing Dongfang Jingjing's words, the owner's murderous gaze intensified. She narrowed her eyes, staring intently at Dongfang Jingjing. The killing intent in her eyes became even more obvious.
At this moment, Wang Qiran quickly lowered his voice and said, "Oh, it's alright, it's alright. Just have her change the bowl. It's not easy for her to run a business..."
"But you shouldn't lie," Dongfang Jingjing said unhappily. Her gaze met the owner's, and she didn't back down. "Yesterday's is yesterday's, and today's is today's. I haven't said anything wrong, and I'm not asking for compensation or anything, I'm just stating a fact."
"Yes, yes, yes..." Wang Qiran quickly whispered beside her, "This is her territory. The people who open shops around here are not simple folk..."
This was near the train station, and in the vicinity was an old district, mostly inhabited by old locals of the city.
And those who could open shops around here likely had some connections, whether it was underworld or legitimate.
Now, judging by their weight, the three of them combined didn't even reach two hundred kilograms. If even one strong person came, they could take all three of them down. Wang Qiran just wanted to make money, not cause trouble!
"That's not right."
Zhuge Lan also spoke up at this time. "Isn't this a form of threat? Isn't this making things worse?"
"We're done for."
Wang Qiran slapped his forehead. It seemed this matter wouldn't be resolved peacefully.
He noticed that some people around had already quickly paid their bills and were preparing to leave.
It seemed they had witnessed the owner's temper before.