Book 6: Chapter 95: The Transformation Begins
The simple bowl of beef noodles was a delicacy in her eyes. She took one small bite after another, savoring the taste in her mouth.
She even separated the clumpy noodles carefully before slurping the strands.
Watching her eat from the side, the owner began to wonder if her noodles were really that good.
She quietly returned to the kitchen and ate a spoonful of the meat sauce curiously.
A bit too salty.
Too greasy.
The low-grade beef had a rather poor texture.
And the noodles had clearly clumped together.
Even she could quickly point out a few flaws with ease.
Yet that young lady outside was eating it with tears streaming down her face. Just how delicious could it truly be to move her like that?
Maybe she was one of those sheltered noble girls from the stories, kept locked away in her bedroom, fed with nothing but fruits and salad her whole life…?
The owner would never know the truth.