Chen Feng paid a high price for someone to take Tan Zhongchao to a bathhouse for a bath, and also had his hair cut, which made him look a bit more spirited. Then, with Zhao Yi, he took him to a nearby restaurant for a meal.
"Mr. Chen, Miss Zhao, thank you so much for your concern. You both are good people. It's been a long time since I've had a proper meal. This is the most delicious meal I've had in my life. Thank you, thank you both."
Tan Zhongchao was very touched as he spoke to Chen Feng and Zhao Yi.
"If a meal can help a folk Golden Wood Carving Master to stand up again, then I am willing to treat you to a few more," Chen Feng said with a smile.
"Mr. Chen, Miss Zhao, I know why you're here. I guess you're looking for me to carve wood for you. But look at me now; I can no longer hold a knife. I'm afraid I might disappoint you," Tan Zhongchao said, feeling very apologetic.
