"We agreed on looking for a place for food since we did not had a bite on the dishes we made previously. We looked around and decided to have our supper at a place called 'Feng Xiao Lou'.
We went in and managed to find a table despite the crowd in there. The waiter came towards us, filling the cups laid on the table with tea. We looked through the menu while he moved off to attend to others.
We looked at the menu and could not make up our minds. We then called for the waiter and asked for his recommendation. He told us that the noodles and dim sums that they served are the best. He proudly told us that if they claimed second, none would dare to claim first.
We looked at the waiter, with our eyes wide opened. The waiter saw the doubt in our eyes and he quickly reassure us that what he said was true, swear upon his head and across his heart. We giggled a bit and told him that we had very high expectations for noodles and dim sums. He patted on his chest and told us that if we ever tasted any noodles or dim sums that is better than what they served, they will refund us with no questions asked.
We looked at each other and broke into a silly laughter. I told him to bring the best of what their kitchen can offer and she nodded her head silently, hiding her smile behind the little silk handkerchief.
The waiter with a big smile plastered on his face, placed our orders to the kitchen by shouting across the dinning hall. Upon hearing the orders, the boss of Feng Xiao Lou came over to our table.
We were quite surprised by the attention given to us. He looked at us and then asked us whether do we know about the guarantee. We nodded our head silently and he added that if they truly can satisfied us, we are to help him spread word.
We agreed without any hesitation and the boss smiling to himself, went back to the counter.
While we were waiting, we asked about the likes and dislikes of each other and felt that we are almost the same in some certain aspects. We both like cooking and we held pride in our skills. We like the colour white since its represents purity and innocence.
We also discovered that we were not the same in some ways too! She doesn't like the outdoors since she liked to stay in the kitchen. I, on the other hand, prefer outdoors while I'm not busy with cooking.
After we knew more about each other, the dishes came. It came as a huge surprise to us when we saw how beautiful it is. The Siew Mai looked as if it was made of pale gold. The noodles looked firm and strong when its so thin.
We could see the corner from our eyes that the boss was looking intently at us. We returned his gaze and decided to dig into the pretty dishes in front of us.
After she took a first bite of the Siew Mai, she looked at me and frowned. She then put the Siew Mai down and shake her head. I looked at her half eaten Siew Mai and got myself one.
It doesn't taste any different from the Siew Mais that I have eaten on the street, except its just prettier...
She pointed at my plate of noodles and looked at me. I picked up my chopsticks and took a mouthful of noodles. I laid down my chopsticks after that...
I can't chew through the noodles and it doesn't taste any special...
The boss of the inn came over and asked us how it was. We told him that we were not satisfied with how the dishes are. His noodles and dim sum was not as good was what he had proclaimed in the first place.
He looked at us, astonished initially. Then his face turn red, followed by his neck and in a large voice, he boomed at us, asking us on what basis did we judge the dishes that has been served was not good.
The noise in the inn died down the moment the question was asked. It was so silent that you can hear a pin drop..."
He took another sip from his cup and looked at us. His eyes were sparkling as the moonlight was dancing in his eyes. He didn't look like himself now. Instead, he looked a young man. A young man who had his authority challenged in his forte.
A breeze raise again, bringing down the dried leaves in the trees below. The rustling of leaves and the slight howl of the wind was the only thing that reminded us that we are in the present...
"In a clear crisp voice, she told the boss that the Siew Mai has only appearances but contains neither the heart nor soul of the chef. The noodles were hard, not chewy and tasteless. The dishes were not as what it seems. A half filled bottle sounds louder than a full bottle.
While we were waiting, we asked about the likes and dislikes of each other and felt that we are almost the same in some certain aspects. We both like cooking and we held pride in our skills. We like the colour white since its represents purity and innocence.
We also discovered that we were not the same in some ways too! She doesn't like the outdoors since she liked to stay in the kitchen. I, on the other hand, prefer outdoors while I'm not busy with cooking.
After we knew more about each other, the dishes came. It came as a huge surprise to us when we saw how beautiful it is. The Siew Mai looked as if it was made of pale gold. The noodles looked firm and strong when its so thin.
We could see the corner from our eyes that the boss was looking intently at us. We returned his gaze and decided to dig into the pretty dishes in front of us.
After she took a first bite of the Siew Mai, she looked at me and frowned. She then put the Siew Mai down and shake her head. I looked at her half eaten Siew Mai and got myself one.
It doesn't taste any different from the Siew Mais that I have eaten on the street, except its just prettier...
She pointed at my plate of noodles and looked at me. I picked up my chopsticks and took a mouthful of noodles. I laid down my chopsticks after that...
I can't chew through the noodles and it doesn't taste any special...
The boss of the inn came over and asked us how it was. We told him that we were not satisfied with how the dishes are. His noodles and dim sum was not as good was what he had proclaimed in the first place.
He looked at us, astonished initially. Then his face turn red, followed by his neck and in a large voice, he boomed at us, asking us on what basis did we judge the dishes that has been served was not good.
The noise in the inn died down the moment the question was asked. It was so silent that you can hear a pin drop..."
He took another sip from his cup and looked at us. His eyes were sparkling as the moonlight was dancing in his eyes. He didn't look like himself now. Instead, he looked a young man. A young man who had his authority challenged in his forte.
A breeze raise again, bringing down the dried leaves in the trees below. The rustling of leaves and the slight howl of the wind was the only thing that reminded us that we are in the present...
"In a clear crisp voice, she told the boss that the Siew Mai has only appearances but contains neither the heart nor soul of the chef. The noodles were hard, not chewy and tasteless. The dishes were not as what it seems. A half filled bottle sounds louder than a full bottle.
The boss was so enraged that he could not say a single word. He then challenged us to let him taste the dishes that is better than his.
We looked at each other and burst out laughing..."
To be continued
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