Deep in Cheongdam Cave, there is an alley that cannot even be found on navigation. At the end of the alley, there is an old wooden sign with four words written on it - Wan Lai Xiao Restaurant.
The proprietress' name is Su Wan. She is 26 years old and was the youngest chef at a time-honored restaurant in Beijing. After her mentor died of illness, she came to Seoul alone with an old book filled with more than 300 lost recipes. No publicity, no group acceptance, only eight dishes cooked every day, and the restaurant will close once sold out. The most valuable items in the store are an old, out-of-tune piano and the light at the door that stays on until the early hours of the morning.
No one knows why she came to Korea. No one knew who she was waiting for.
Until one rainy night, a girl wearing a black sweatshirt and a mask pushed the door open and whispered in unfamiliar Chinese: "I... Want to eat Chinese food."
Su Wan brought out a bowl of the most ordinary tomato and egg noodles.
The girl took a bite and her eyes turned red.
Her name is Ye Shuhua.
Later, there were four more chirping regular customers in the store. Some people write songs that have been stuck for a long time here, some people take off the captain's armor here, and some people learn to eat well again here. They called Su Wan "canteen aunt" and regarded this small restaurant in the alley as their second home.
And Shu Hua came the most frequently. She's not here to eat.
She was here for an appointment that she couldn't even explain clearly.
A bowl of noodles, a lamp, and someone waiting for you to come home.
Su Wan said: I knew it when you came here for the first time.
Shu Hua said: Then you still wait for me every day.
Su Wan smiled: Because you said you would come again.
