785 Fang Fang's Little Restaurant's Branch… Opens

Gulp. Gulp.

Mu Cheng's red lips parted. They became hot as they touched the rim of the porcelain bowl with the steaming soup inside.

That hot feeling made Mu Cheng's nostrils flare.

When the reddish-brown Buddha Jumps Over the Wall Soup entered her mouth, it slowly flowed down her throat.

The thick fragrance bloomed in her mouth instantly. The soup, which presented the ingredients to the pinnacle, caused Mu Cheng to stiffen. A look of disbelief appeared in her eyes.

This soup was different from her meat soup that had been prepared meticulously. The flavor of each ingredient in this Buddha Jumps Over the Wall Soup was distinct. Although there were dozens of ingredients, Mu Cheng could taste and distinguish each of them.

However, she could hardly imagine how those different flavors could blend with each other so well that her taste buds had such a joyful experience.