Xia Xue dropped the subway twice and came to her employer François's home. She received her nanny last month's salary of 240 euros. It was more than 200 yuan. Although it didn't seem to be much, she only took care of her children twice a week, and each time she only had two or three hours. The hourly salary was 10-15 euros per hour, which was higher than the average hourly salary of ordinary French people. It was also good for her, an international student. 240 euros, and she added 60 euros herself, which was enough to pay a month's rent.

Xia Xue, who had received the money, began to prepare to go home. She thought that she would have to clean up her new home when she went home at night. After tidying up her new home, she was afraid that she would not have the leisure to cook, so she wanted to go to Chinatown to get a bag, and then eat in the microwave when she was hungry at night.

"I'll eat Vietnamese noodles tonight. I haven't had Vietnamese noodles for a long time, so I'm wondering. I must eat a big bowl this time. But if you change the big bowl to RMB, it's 90 per bowl, it's so expensive! But forget it, I've received my salary today, so I'll treat myself." Xia Xue thought happily.

Her current location is still some distance from Chinatown and she needs to take the subway, but she bought an annual pass, so she doesn't have to worry about the fare.

When I arrived in Chinatown, Xia Xuebing didn't turn around and went straight to the one I often visited.

"Boss, a bowl of Vietnamese noodles, a large portion, pack it." Xia Xue said to the boss, took out a 10-euro banknote and handed it over. She spoke Mandarin because the boss of this Vietnamese noodles was Chinese, or rather, Chinese from the ancestral home of Guangdong Province.

Xia Xue, who paid the money, sat on a chair while looking around casually while waiting patiently. The business of this Vietnamese restaurant has always been good. In addition to selling noodles, it also sells some Vietnamese foods. In fact, it is Cantonese cuisine under the guise of Vietnamese cuisine, and it is also localized Cantonese cuisine. Anyway, Xia Xue has never eaten it once, except for their noodles. Although the noodles are mainly light, there is chili sauce on the table that can be added freely. Adding a spoon of red chili sauce to the clear soup beef noodles is quite suitable for her appetite. Xia Xue is from Jiangxi, and Jiangxi is a province that ranks top four in the spicy food rankings, second only to Hunan, Guizhou, and Sichuan and Chongqing, which are tied for third place. It can be said that she is not happy with spicy food. She often brings her own various chili sauces and chili oil at home, such as "Lao Ganma" who is famous in the Chinese study abroad circle.

A few minutes later, the boss brought her a large portion of beef powder in a transparent plastic box. Xia Xue picked up the spoon in the chili sauce jar on the table, scooped a large spoon into the bowl, covered the lid, tied the handles on both sides of the plastic bag outside, and prepared to take them away.

At this moment, a tall figure walked past her and sat down on an empty table next to her.

"Sir, what are you going to eat?" The boss hurried over to greet the guests.

"Give me a bowl of beef noodles, large portions, add another portion of beef in it." The visitor said in Mandarin.

"Okay, sir. There are 15 euros in total. I will charge you 100 and find you 85. Please wait, the beef noodles you want will come soon." The boss collected the money and turned around and ordered the kitchen to prepare food for the guests.

Xia Xue was excited. She saw clearly that the young man who had just walked over was the young man who had a buffet at a buffet Chinese restaurant yesterday afternoon. She "misunderstood" it was the young man who was Wang Bo and Wang Zi'an. She had the same face and the same dress, and it was good, he was!

Wang Bo opened the lid of the can of chili sauce and was about to scoop a large spoon. After opening it, he found that there was no chili sauce in the can. He looked around and soon saw that there was only one girl sitting on the table on the left, so he got up and wanted to borrow the chili sauce on the other side's table for use.

"excuse/me, may/i/use/this/chili/sauce/pot? (Sorry, can I use this chili pot for me)" Wang Bo made a sentence in English, probably because he was not sure whether the other party was Chinese or even Chinese.

"ye,yes, please!" The girl raised her head and looked at Wang Bo, looking a little nervous.

As soon as the girl looked up, Wang Bo was stunned. Isn’t this girl the girl who was streaking and squinting outside the buffet yesterday afternoon?

What a coincidence!

"thank/you!" Wang Bo smiled kindly at the other party.

"you’re/welcome,mr/wang!" The girl nodded with a smile, looking like she was not polite.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, Wang Bo was shocked again.mr/wang?Mr. Wang? Does this girl know me? The surprised Wang Bo did not care about surprise and directly changed to Mandarin to ask:

"Why do you call me Mr. Wang?"

"You... are you Mr. Wang An, right?" Xia Xue stuttered. Wang Bo asked this question. She was still very sure at the beginning but was a little unsure.

"Is it?" Wang Bo grinned, but didn't admit it immediately. Seeing that the other party had only sat alone for a long time, he probably didn't have a boyfriend, so he asked again, "Are you sitting alone? Don't you mind bringing my bowl over?"
Chapter completed!