"I want some small wontons with extra meat, no cilantro, no scallions!" Seems like I convinced him, the man picked up the bowls and plates beside him, adding balsamic vinegar and chili oil inside.
I was speechless, I shouted to the store owner following the man's words: "One large bowl of small wontons, extra meat, no cilantro, and no scallions."
I noticed the man lift his gaze silently as I spoke.
He was staring intently at the menu on the wall, fixating on the price of eighteen yuan for the large portion of small wontons.
If his eyes could shoot bullets, the word "eighteen" would probably have countless bullet holes right now.
This guy must be a Scorpio, scrutinizing everything to the smallest detail, he might as well have a little notebook to write it all down.
After finishing the wontons, I took out my phone to scan the QR code.
The man's pale hand covered the payment code, his cold gaze fixed on me.
