Xie Cheng's expression didn't change. He nodded. "Not bad."
Eleven was shocked.
"Not bad" might seem like nothing much if others were to say it and might even seem a little forced, but such a comment coming from Xie Cheng was indeed rare to come by!
It was the highest form of praise that Xie Cheng could give!
Eleven couldn't believe that such an unassuming yellow biscuit was that delicious.
The Xie family had a prominent family background. Xie Cheng had been the crown prince's study companion since he was very young. He had eaten all kinds of good things and was very picky. He had never even said that the pastries made by the imperial chefs in the palace were "not bad". Usually, they were "average", "too greasy", "too sweet", and so on…
Xie Min raised her chin proudly. "Not bad, right?"
Xie Cheng agreed and reached out to take the fifth piece.
