Su Qiqi was the first to taste it and as an overwhelming saltiness spread in her mouth, she could only slowly chew under Jin Muchen's expectant gaze.
Watching her expression, Jin Muchen didn't glean much from it, and anxiously asked, "How is it?"
Su Qiqi continued to chew, not finding the courage to swallow. After this bite, she wouldn't need to eat salt for the whole month.
She vaguely nodded, not saying a word.
Jin Lin had been waiting for her critique for quite some time. He picked up his chopsticks, ready to taste, and Su Qiqi hastily stopped him, "You try something else."
"Why?"
The two spoke almost simultaneously.
Jin Muchen watched her uncomfortable expression and immediately realized something was wrong. He picked up his chopsticks and took a bite. As he chewed, his brows furrowed more and more.
"It's so salty. How could you not have said anything?" Jin Muchen didn't manage to swallow it either. It was tantamount to eating a mouthful of raw salt.
