Zhou Shuyu, following Hu Jing's recommendation, picked up a piece of dessert ball and popped it into his mouth. It was still warm, with a crispy exterior. After biting into it, he encountered a soft filling exuding a rich milky fragrance. He chewed thoughtfully a couple of times, but still couldn't identify what it was—an utterly unique taste and texture.
Zhou Shuyu savored the dessert slowly, swallowing it. Seeing Hu Jing enjoy another, his face expressing pure pleasure, he couldn't help asking, "Mr. Hu, have you never eaten this dessert before?"
Hu Jing nodded and then shook his head, saying, "I've had something similar in shape, taste somewhat alike. But not this texture, the pastries I had before didn't have a soft core."
Hu Jing turned to Jinrong and said, "Sixth Master, you should try this dessert too, it's quite novel. The milky fragrance is exceptionally strong and rich, and it's filled with a stuffing that might be cream cheese."