After everyone left, Shangguan Ding immediately closed the door and enjoyed the delicious soup all alone.
There wasn't much soup to begin with, and Jian Xing'er and a few servants had drunk a bowl each.
Shangguan Ding only got to drink half a bowl.
Seeing that Jian Xing'er was coming back, Shangguan Ding immediately wiped the corners of his mouth and returned to the living room to continue reading, as if he had not left at all.
When Shangguan Ding saw Jian Xing'er return, he said, "I heard from those servants that your soup is very delicious. Sell the formula to me. How much is it?"
Jian Xing'er smiled and said, "I'm not selling it!"
Shangguan Ding immediately asked, "Why?"
After drinking half a bowl of soup just now, Shangguan Ding would probably never forget the taste.
Even now, he was still savoring the taste of the soup.
Jian Xing'er said calmly, "There's no formula for this soup!"
