The moment a thin slice of cucumber entered his mouth and he gently began to chew, Jin Ming's expression changed.
He furrowed his brow, clearly doubting his own sense of taste.
After swallowing, Jin Ming grabbed some water to rinse his mouth.
Only when he felt no taste remained in his mouth did he pick up another slice of cucumber and put it in his mouth.
The same delicious flavor burst forth instantaneously.
Jin Ming would no longer doubt that it was an illusion.
"Well, do you still have any doubts about my score?"
At this moment, Jin Ming was at a loss for words.
He could never believe that such delicious cucumbers existed in this world.
Without any seasoning, just the cucumber's own flavor left a lingering, unforgettable fragrance in one's mouth.
"None."
In the end, before the facts, Jin Ming had no choice but to concede.
"No way, are those cucumbers really that good?"
"So good they're off the charts!"
"You aren't shills hired by that kid, are you?"
