Jiang Mingyue opened four packets of mountain delicacies to show Pan.
She casually picked up a handful to look at. The shape was winding, uniform in size, clean and dry, with a natural fragrance. Truly, these treasures nurtured by nature were extraordinary.
In front of a connoisseur, Jiang Mingyue didn't need to say a word to describe them. The quality was self-evident, and those who sun-dried them were undoubtedly of good character. There was not a single impurity inside; the small and flawed ones had all been picked out. Farmers bring out the best, and business people love to deal with such honest folks. Everyone has their sense of measure.
"Not bad!"
Jiang Mingyue knew he would like them, so she handed him a cup of honey water.
"Pan, have a taste. This honey was also harvested by my cousin Yong from the mountains. I think it's the best honey I've ever had."
