Bi Zhu chose a noodle shop randomly.
It was the most dilapidated one. The business didn't seem to be going well.
"Why did you choose this one?" Qiao Yi asked.
"I don't know. It looks like this shop would be the wrong one. That might mean my luck isn't working. If we keep finding the wrong shop, it'll mean I'm back to normal," said Bi Zhu.
Qiao Yi was speechless.
The princess seemed to have gone crazy.
They walked in.
Although it looked quite rundown, the shop was very clean.
Behind the counter was a middle-aged man. A young girl was welcoming customers.
"What kind of noodles would you like?" the girl asked.
She wore a simple hat and plain clothes.
Her skin was tanned as though she spent most of her time outside in the sun.
"We don't want to eat noodles," Bi Zhu said.
"Don't want noodles?" The girl looked puzzled.