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# #Food #daily#cheifang Three years ago, Lin Xing cut up his wedding dress and threw it in the clan leader's face. Half of the house was broken down, and the grain tank was bottomed out. She cooked a bowl of plain noodles with a handful of green vegetables and sold it for three cents. Clutching the copper plate, she cried all night behind the stove. Three years later, she was the shopkeeper of "Guiweiju". The price of a bowl of plain noodles has not increased at three pennies, and people lined up half a month in advance just for a vegetarian feast. No one remembers that she was an orphan who was forced to marry by her entire clan. There lived a poor scholar next door, taciturn and extremely poor. I come to the store every day to eat the most ordinary noodles, and wash the dishes silently after eating. Lin Xingduo gave me a plate of side dishes, and he bowed seriously: "Girl, I can't repay you for your kindness." She thought he was just a freeloader. It was not until later that he realized something was wrong and questioned him. The scholar put down the bowl and looked at Lin Xing: "Can you wait for me to come back?" Lin Xing was stunned for three seconds, then picked up the rolling pin: "Tell me first, what is your last name?!" The scholar lowered his head to clean the bowl, the tips of his ears were slightly red: "The surname is Shen. The Shen who owes you my whole life."