Lin Chen cooked two whole packs of noodles.
One pack didn't look like much, nearly half the size of a regular noodle package, definitely manageable for a man with a good appetite to eat by himself.
Lucas, without hesitation, picked up the bowl of fragrant sauced noodles, stirred it a few times, and shoved it into his mouth.
The rich peanut sauce fully fused with the aroma of scallion oil and the freshness of soy sauce, coating every noodle, becoming sticky and gooey. With each bite, you could feel your mouth being filled, and the sense of satisfaction was unparalleled by anything else.
The flavor was hefty, but the added scallion oil brought a faint fragrance to counteract some of the greasiness.
The noodles were cooked just right, not too hard or soft, with a slight chewiness, and when mixed, they wouldn't break.
"Slurp, slurp—"
Lucas devoured the bowl as if he hadn't eaten in months, clearing it swiftly.
