When Zeng Yaozu put the strawberry into his mouth and took a bite, his eyes immediately widened in surprise.
He chewed twice and then exclaimed, "This is the best strawberry I've ever eaten."
Xiao Lingyu's eyes lit up when she heard that. She asked with a smile, "Young Master Zeng, it sounds like you've tasted many kinds of strawberries before."
"I have!" Zeng Yaozu said, "I have eaten all the top ten varieties of strawberries, for example, Fengxiang, Hongyan, Nufeng, Gui Nu Gan, and so on. They are fresh, red, and tender. The taste is slightly sour, sweet, and has a hint of fragrance. People love them.
"However, after having your strawberry, even though it is not ripe yet, it is already better than all those strawberries! The size is huge, and the taste is amazing. Boss, how did you grow your strawberries? How can they be so delicious? They are simply the best. The taste is super sweet and fragrant. It leaves a lingering fragrance on the lips, and the aftertaste is endless!"
