Where Are They?

After sending Lang Cailin away, Ling Ping'an closed the door and turned back to look at the food box on the table.

The food box was made of sandalwood, so it looked simple, small, and exquisite.

He looked at the food box and slowly walked over.

Thinking that he hadn't eaten tonight, he gently opened the food box.

Inside was a small cup with a wooden tube inside.

It wasn't even as big as a rice bowl in Ling Ping'an's house.

But in the bowl was a bowl of emerald-green soup.

There were a few pieces of white meat floating in the soup, which seemed like fish.

It smelled very fragrant. He couldn't help but pick up a white spoon from the food box, scoop up a spoonful of soup, and put it into his mouth.

"Oh..." Ling Ping'an's eyes lit up.

"This soup..."

"It's a taste I've never tasted before!"

His mouth was full of fragrance.

The taste of glutamic acid was particularly strong.