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Xiao Ruo chuckled, "No need to be polite, sir."
Chun Yu packed the portioned dishes into a food box, intending to help deliver it to the village chief's house. The chubby young man hurried over to take the food box, "No trouble for this young lady, we'll carry it ourselves."
The other three young men gave him a silent glare.
"Chun Yu, is there any orange juice left? If so, pack a bottle for these young men," Xiao Ruo noticed that the chubby young man was likely a foodie and decided to be generous.
"There is." Chun Yu went to the kitchen and brought out a large bottle of orange juice for the chubby young man and reminded him, "The orange juice can't be kept too long, or it will change flavor."
"Orange juice?" The chubby young man curiously opened the lid to smell it, reacting the same way as Lady Chen, "Oh, it smells of oranges!"
The village chief wanted to ask what oranges were, but didn't want the young men to think he was ignorant, so he swallowed his words.
