"My grandmother wants to eat a kind of green ball. Unfortunately, I've looked for many people who sell green balls and asked many people who know how to make them, but everyone's green balls aren't to my grandmother's liking. Now that my grandmother is seriously ill, she's always thinking about the green ball she wants to eat. My grandmother has doted on me since I was young, so I want to fulfill her dream!" Zeng Youliang told the truth.
"Are there any people in the village you live in who are good at making green balls?" Zeng Youliang finally asked.
"Is that what you want me to do?" Li Xiaoran understood something and confirmed.
Zeng Youliang nodded and said solemnly, "Yes! If you can make green balls that my grandmother like to eat, I will definitely repay you!"
"There's no need to repay me, but I can't go to White Foothill City!" Li Xiaoran thought of something and said awkwardly.
