Shocking! The entire court was drooling with envy because of me.

The line moved forward little by little, and Xue Buhuo craned his neck and kept looking ahead, afraid that he wouldn't get a turn.

He's already run away; if he still doesn't get a turn, wouldn't that be a huge loss?

After waiting anxiously for over an hour, Xue Buhuo finally arrived at the front of the line.

"I'd like a bowl of that spicy chicken noodle soup."

After saying that, he took out four small pieces of gold and placed them on the table.

"I owed you six baskets of crystal xiaolongbao before, and I said I would pay you back tenfold. Here, keep the change."

Shen Qing raised her eyelids in surprise and saw an old man dressed in tattered clothes.

Hmm... he still looks like an old beggar.

She smiled gently: "Six baskets of crystal xiaolongbao wouldn't cost this much gold even at ten times the price. You've given too much."

A basket of crystal soup dumplings costs forty coins, so six baskets would cost two hundred and forty coins. Even at ten times the price, it would only be a little over two taels of silver.

These four small pieces of gold are estimated to weigh two or three ounces each. Two or three ounces of gold is equivalent to twenty or thirty ounces of silver.

"Take it, take it. This old man isn't short of money!"

"Why don't you stop selling crystal soup dumplings? Why don't you keep selling them? I'd accept one tael of gold per basket!"

Despite his loud and boisterous manner, Xue Buhuo still thought the crystal steamed buns were more fragrant than the spicy chicken noodles.

"We're out of ingredients for crystal xiaolongbao, and we probably won't be selling them anymore. We're really sorry."

"Just tell me what ingredients you need! As long as you ask, this old man will definitely find them for you!" Xue Buhuo said confidently.

He knew many high-ranking officials and nobles, and he had even met the emperor and empress in the palace.

There's no ingredient he can't find!

Shen Qing gave a helpless wry smile and casually made up a story: "Many of the ingredients are out of season and can't be found."

"I'll take one piece of this gold; you can keep the rest."

She quickly changed the subject and deftly began making the extra spicy fire chicken noodles.

Xue Buhuo sighed. He'd lived to be this old; he wasn't stupid.

This Lady Shen is someone who doesn't care about gold.

Moreover, he realized that Madam Shen simply didn't want to continue making crystal soup dumplings; she was using the ingredients as an excuse.

What a pity!

There was nothing he could do but look up and watch Shen Qing cook the noodles.

A piece of dough was quickly slid into the boiling water, and soon the noodles separated into strands.

With a slotted spoon in hand, she quickly scooped out the noodles and poured them into a white porcelain bowl.

Then he scooped a spoonful of bright red soup from the soup pot next to him. The soup was thick and clear, and you could smell its spiciness even without getting close.

The broth was poured over the noodles spoonful by spoonful, like lava flowing over the earth.

She then placed the fried onion rings on top of the noodles, sprinkled them with seaweed flakes, white sesame seeds, and crushed peanuts, and finally added fried chicken pieces and a halved egg.

"Your Extra Spicy Chicken Noodles."

Xue Buhuo subconsciously took the large bowl. He saw that there wasn't much soup in the bowl, but it was bright red, the noodles were golden, and the surface was covered with golden fried onion rings.

Dark green seaweed flakes, mixed with white sesame seeds, are embedded in the gaps between the noodles.

The egg whites are tender, and the golden fried chicken pieces are incredibly fragrant, making it hard to resist.

He picked up his chopsticks and stirred it, and the ingredients and noodles in the bowl were fully mixed together, all coated with the bright red and thick soup.

A domineering spicy aroma bursts into the nostrils, like a ball of fire, catching one off guard.

Picking up a mouthful of noodles, Xue Buhuo eagerly put it into his mouth. The noodles were covered with bright red broth, glistening with oil.

"hiss--"

"Hot...hot...hot..."

"So spicy, so spicy!!"

It was so hot he wanted to vomit, but the taste in his mouth made him reluctant to leave.

It was both hot and spicy, the spiciness seemed to burst from inside the noodles, giving no time to prepare, rushing straight to the tip of the tongue, down to the back of the tongue, and finally down to the throat. The whole mouth felt like it was on fire, or like it was being pricked by needles.

Besides the spiciness, there's a subtle hint of sweetness, mixed with the salty and savory seaweed flakes, carrying the aroma of sesame, which goes straight into your stomach.

Finally, a single thread of fire remained, burning from the throat all the way down to the stomach.

"Hiss~ Hiss~"

Xue Buhu kept inhaling; it was really spicy, but it was also really fragrant!

He added another piece of fried chicken and put it in his mouth. The chicken was fried until it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and it was also coated with some spicy sauce from the ramen. With a gentle chew, his mouth was filled with the aroma of meat.

"It smells so good! Ouch~ It's spicy, so spicy!"

Xue Buhuo ate while muttering to himself, his chopsticks never stopping, and soon a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Isn't eating spicy food bad? Won't it ruin your health?" Wu Wendong, who was sitting next to him, had already finished eating. Seeing Xue Buhuo's appearance, he couldn't help but tease him.

Xue Buhuo looked up, slurping as he spoke, "Who says spicy food is bad? Spicy food can improve blood circulation, dispel cold, and even stimulate the appetite! It's great!!"

It's as if he wasn't the one who just said the super spicy chicken noodles were unhealthy.

Wu Wendong grinned and said, "Old man, you should thank me. If I hadn't made you run a few steps, you wouldn't have gotten any food. See? Madam Shen is packing up to close the shop again."

"You young man, you have no manners." Xue Buhuo pouted, then looked up and saw that Shen Qing had already started packing his things.

He took out a small piece of gold from his pocket, tossed it casually, and the gold drew a beautiful arc in the air before falling straight into Wu Wendong's hand.

"This is for you, consider it a thank you gift."

Wu Wendong was stunned. Was this old man really that generous? Giving away gold like it was nothing!

He was so shocked that he stammered, "I...I was just...joking."

"I didn't expect any reward from you."

Xue Buhu waved his hand: "Take it, this old man is in a good mood today!"

He throws away gold whenever he's in a good mood? Who exactly is this old man?

Wu Wendong stared wide-eyed at the small piece of gold in his hand, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a tickle in his hand.

It's a bit uncomfortable.

Xue Buhuo didn't have that much thought. He finished his noodles while inhaling, and even drank the last bit of spicy sauce from the bottom of the bowl.

After quickly drinking another bowl of water, he looked up and saw Shen Qing closing the door, seemingly about to leave.

With a quick thought, Xue Buhuo jogged up to Shen Qing and then lowered his voice, saying, "Madam Shen, I'll tell you a secret."

"I am the Ghost Doctor!"

"No matter what illness you or your family members have, as long as they have a breath left, I can save them."

"I can treat you for free, as many times as I want. Could you please save me a meal every day? Something that doesn't require me to wait in line, something I can eat as soon as I arrive."

"Don't worry, I'll pay. I've got plenty of gold!"