"It's really delicious, thank you."
Xu Chuxiang drank the last drop of fish soup with lingering satisfaction, then politely thanked the pock-faced teenager.
"Sister Xu, besides Elder Lame, the fish soup made by Pock-face Brother is the best in the village," said the village girl with a name that initially made Xu Chuxiang laugh.
Under the enthusiastic recommendation of the girl, Xu Chuxiang eventually drank the fish soup that the pock-faced teenager had specially brought over.
Originally, she thought he was a young man, but Zhang Yadan had just told her that Pock-face Brother was actually not even 18 years old yet.
However, before drinking the soup, Uncle Han still cautiously suggested that he should try it first.
