The glazed bucket was at least half a foot high and as big as a person's face. Jiang Ying took it with both hands—how heavy!
To give her such a huge bucket of it, her senior brother was truly earnest!
A sweet and fragrant aroma hit her nose instantly.
Jiang Ying lowered her gaze and saw that it was filled with cherry-red soup, complete with a glass straw and garnished with a mint leaf of such vibrant green it seemed about to drip. The presentation was exquisite.
Chapter 179