This time, ruan Xiaoqing no longer insisted on drinking the soup. She picked up a piece of stewed chicken and prepared to eat it.
The stewed chicken dish on his chopsticks was snow-white in color, and it trembled as he held it between his chopsticks. It looked very tender.
However, when he put it into his mouth, he found that the shell of the chicken prestige vine was slightly tough and a little hard and sticky, just like the soft shell of a crab, soft and tough.
"Awoo." Ruan Xiaoqing bit off half of the chicken. The outer shell was soft and tough, but the inside was unbelievably tender. When she bit it open, an extremely delicious soup burst out.
This soup was more fresh and sweet than the clear soup in the bowl, and it also had the fragrance of chicken meat.
The soft texture was even more tender than tofu, but it had a hint of tenderness like meat. It was rich and delicious, and had the delicate taste of green leaf vegetables.
