"Sixth Master, have you tried corn? Does it taste alright?" Lian Manman asked with a smile as she saw Shen Liu drinking tea without speaking.
"Both Sixth Brother and I have tried it, first the ones you gave to me," Fatty Shen hurried to speak, not knowing if it was Lian Manman's illusion, but he seemed to stress the words "you gave to me" a bit more. "...Later, we also ate the ones from my family. Corn is delicious, and I love to eat it. My Sixth Brother loves it too."
"Not bad," Shen Qian said in this manner, and Shen Liu slowly uttered two words.
Not bad, so that means it's quite good.
Lian Manman then gave Wu Lang a look.
"Brother, give the things we've prepared to Sixth Master."
"Okay," Wu Lang promptly agreed and went to the inner room. In a short while, he returned and presented a letter to Shen Liu with both hands.
A servant took it and laid it on the desk.
