Thus, several high-ranking consorts were all waiting for the women of the Mei family to come and pay their respects. They had been away from the capital city for many years, feeling as though a lifetime had passed. Many of them started to miss their homes and those they yearned for in the flourishing area remembered from their past.
However, no matter how long they waited, no women from the Mei or Yuan families came to pay their respects.
The wind seemed to be shifting again.
The technique to make Kun noodles was indeed simple. Once the technique was understood, no problems would occur if the strength was just right.
Five days later, the visitors learned how to make these noodles. The Lin family's canteen finally stopped having all kinds of peculiar noodles every day.
"Young lady, is this acceptable?" A man beamingly presented his noodles to Lin Ziyin as if seeking praise, resembling a child who had done well.