After drinking five or six mouthfuls of the soup in a row, he felt his entire body warm up. Only then did he contentedly pick up a piece of meat and eat it; the meat, stewed until soft and tender, still retained a slight chewiness, and was overflowing with flavor.
"This is so delicious!" Gao Zhuang looked thrilled; he felt that he had never in his life tasted such fresh and savory soup.
"Is it really that good, Dayang?" A few people were already queuing in front of Sheng Xia's stall. Seeing the tall man drinking the mutton soup with such excitement, they felt he was exaggerating.
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