At this moment, Chen Biao, who was sitting opposite, looked at Sun Dahai and the old man, and was quite surprised, "Uncle Sun, old uncle, you...you look quite like you. Seeing each other is like looking in a mirror. Don't you just look familiar?"

"Ah?" Hearing this, Sun Dahai and the elderly were stunned and looked at each other again.

It was true, they all felt familiar to each other, because they looked very similar.

Soon Sun Dahai returned to his calmness, smiled and joked: "Some time ago, I went to Jinchan Temple to burn incense. On the way back, I met two old women and said that I looked very similar to their old master. I really didn't expect that when I had dinner in a small restaurant today, I could meet people who looked like me. I have to say that there are so many people in this capital city, and even so many people who look like me."

After hearing this, the elderly slowly reacted from the shock and said with a smile: "What the younger brother said is, haha, there are many people, everything is possible! This younger brother, you don't have a Beijing accent?"

"No, I came from Jinping County in the west, so far from the capital!" Sun Dahai replied, and while eating noodles, he thought of his hometown.

The noodles in my hometown are so delicious that they taste enough.

"Oh, that's quite far away." The old man smiled, "I've been to Jinping County back then, and the noodles there are delicious than here. I've been thinking about them since I ate them back then. Even now, I haven't forgotten that bite in the capital."

As if someone was talking to the point, Sun Dahai nodded quickly and empathized with it, "Yes, old man, you are right. If we can eat noodles every meal at home, they are all wealthy families. The smooth and vigorous noodles with delicious sauce, it tastes like, oh hey, now I feel drooling when I think about it, and I can't swallow the noodles in front of me."

When the young man heard this, he was a little unhappy, "My noodles are cooked in big bone soup, and there is meat inside, so why isn't it delicious?"

"Uh, guy, don't blame me. It's not that your noodles are not delicious, but that they always feel that they don't have that kind of numbness." Sun Dahai is a good-natured and never wants to make enemies with others, even if the other party is a young man, "Look, after I finished my bowl of noodles, it's enough to prove that your noodles are delicious."

When the guy heard this, he continued to work and did not argue with Sun Dahai.

The elderly smiled and said, "Actually you don't have to be so polite, just a guy."

"Haha, I'll make money with kindness. I'll eat noodles, and I'm hiding from the rain in other people's shops. I can't just hold a bowl and say others are not good. Besides, they also have to do business. What I said just now is indeed a mess, and it's normal for them to be unhappy." Sun Dahai said with a smile, "But, I was right, this noodles are not bad, and there is meat. Old man, don't just listen to me, eat them too!"

"Okay, eat." The elderly man said with a smile and continued to eat noodles.

When the noodles were almost finished eating, the elderly took out a veil to wipe their mouths, "Look, you miss your hometown very much, why didn't you think about going back? Are you here to do business?"
Chapter completed!