"Sister Ye Xiao, we need the Calming Incense recipe. State any condition you have, as long as it's within our means to fulfill it,"
As long as he could get the recipe for Calming Incense, Han Jin felt that even going bankrupt and slaving away would be worth it.
Such an ancient recipe was a priceless treasure of this era. If those stubborn old men from the National Medical Hall knew about it, they probably would have come charging over in their wheelchairs, brandishing knives to rob him, so he had to strike first in secret. Once he got his hands on that recipe, those usually overbearing old geezers would kneel before him and call him grandpa. Just thinking about that scene made him feel like his life was reaching its peak.
Ye Xiao cocked her head to the side and admired Qiao Si's looks, so attractive, the more she looked, the more she liked.
How did he end up with such a beautiful face, and that touch just now was also very pleasing.
