Cheng Hai stood straight, exuding a natural, homespun simplicity. He lowered his head slightly, unconsciously rubbing the hem of his shirt with both hands while wearing a shy smile.
Being an honest and down-to-earth countryman, his usual daily interactions revolved around farm work in the fields, and the words that rolled off his tongue were country idioms tinged with the scent of earth. Flowery, ornate, and refined expressions were simply not something he knew how to sling around.
At this moment, racking his brains for a way to genuinely express his admiration for Master Hu's culinary skills, his unadorned words came out like fresh radishes just dug up from the earth—simple, honest, and sincere:
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