But in reality, he had just drunk too quickly, barely tasting the flavor of mung beans. He smacked his lips a couple of times, and the cool sensation quickly disappeared.
"Don't laugh. I've been simmering mung bean soup in the kitchen for so many years; there's no way I wouldn't recognize it!" Xiao Liu brimmed with confidence, his eyes fixed on the bowl, but he did not see a single trace of lotus seeds.
Based on his years of experience, this was definitely not a simple cut or crush!
Seeing Xiao Liu's serious expression, others still did not believe him. They teasingly handed their bowls, insisting that Yan Shun and others refill them, determined to taste it properly this time!
Lin Fan also heard the commotion from this side. She was somewhat surprised by Xiao Liu's reaction but just smiled faintly. She did not feel the need to step forward and explain; if someone could understand, that was enough.
On the other side, Ning Yan found herself surrounded by a group of military wives on her way back.
"Ning Yan, your qipao today is stunning. I've been watching you since you came down from the stage. Can you tell me where you bought this dress?"
"Ning Yan, is this outfit expensive? I want one too."
"Ning Yan..."
Ning Yan was caught off guard, blocked in her path. She had initially come here to help promote Lin Fan's clothes, but these people were far more curious than she had anticipated.
She felt a bit helpless but also delighted.
Lin Fan saw Ning Yan being crowded by the people and winked at her.
Perhaps because Ning Yan had attracted too many people at once, Zhao Xiu was also curious. "What's happening over there? It's so lively."
"I guess they've set their eyes on Ning Yan's qipao. Everyone is clamoring to ask where she got it," Lin Fan did not conceal her conversation with Ning Yan in the clothing store and said with a smile, "I just made a few sets in my free time, never expected that when Ning Yan tried it on, so many people would love it. But it's also because Ning Yan has a great figure; I'm sure I wouldn't pull off the same effect."
Zhao Xiu was surprised to find out that Lin Fan had such skill in making clothes. She admired her even more and was about to speak when a discordant voice interrupted them.
"Some people really have no shame. They don't even bother to look at themselves. A few compliments and they think they're on top of the world. Look at the qipao Ning Yan is wearing, it's even better than what you find in clothing stores. And she dares to claim she made it herself? Haha."
Although the voice was relatively low, the two of them were not far apart, and they heard the words clearly.
Zhao Xiu's expression changed, wanting to defend Lin Fan, but she was restrained by Lin Fan.
Lin Fan shook her head. "Don't bother with such people. I carry myself with dignity and grace."
Zhao Xiu thought about it and realized Lin Fan was right.
The person who made the comment felt uninterested, sneered, but kept staring at Ning Yan, clearly showing her interest. She stood up and walked toward her.
Meanwhile, Ning Yan had successfully pushed through the crowd and walked towards Lin Fan with a smile on her face. She did not say anything to her and simply took her hand, turning towards the military wives who were following behind and said, "The clothes I'm wearing were made by Lin Fan. If you want some, just ask her."
The military wives stood still, looking at each other before rushing forward, surrounding Zhao Xiu, Lin Fan, and Ning Yan.
The person who had mocked Lin Fan heard Ning Yan's words and suddenly felt awkward, standing frozen in place, soon being pushed out of the crowd.
Upon realizing, she wanted to smack her own mouth.
The qipao on Ning Yan was indeed beautiful. She hadn't expected her to be so close to the person who made the clothes, yet she had offended her with just a few words.
Lin Fan only glanced at her indifferently and ignored her.
"Lin Fan, I've offended you in the past. Let us apologize here first. Do you still have clothes left? Name your price, we all want them!"
Lin Fan chuckled at their words.
It was evident they were only apologizing because they wanted clothes. Their sincerity was lacking.
Ning Yan, hearing this, did not look pleased either. Worried that Lin Fan might be taken advantage of, she pulled her hand gently.
Originally, Lin Fan just wanted to do business. But now, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she said, "If you're here for the clothes, I still have some left. We all live in the same compound. I'll sell them to you at cost price, 10 yuan each! If I sell to others, it's 15 or 16 yuan!"