So impressive.
Xin Lin was startled.
This elder actually pinpointed the key to why her Ultimate Lingxiu Buns were delicious.
This was Xin Lin's secret recipe, even the former Master Ji wouldn't have been able to tell at first glance.
Who exactly is this elder?
Xin Lin's heart pounded.
"Really? Grandpa, are cold buns that tasty?"
Mu Jin, the young girl, pouted in disbelief.
Her grandpa had always been very strict.
Even her pastries had never received a compliment from him.
She glanced at Xin Lin; though the latter was shorter than her, her grandpa praised the skills of that guy?
Mu Jin felt very unconvinced, grabbed a bun, and ate it casually.
At this bite, Mu Jin exclaimed and spit out the Ultimate Lingxiu Bun.
"Grandpa, you're talking nonsense. This bun is so hard to eat, how can it be delicious? Ugh, it's awful, both fishy and foul-smelling."
Little Mu Jin showed a face full of disgust.
What?
Xin Lin and the elder's expressions changed drastically.
