"Wow, what a big dog!" The man moved back a few steps in fear when he saw San Xian standing next to Wang Yao. San Xian was like a lion. The dog looked wild and scary.
Wang Yao noticed something in the man's hand. It was a block of honeycomb that seemed to have been soaked in water for a long time. The man's arm was red and swollen. He was likely stung by the bees.
"Is that a honeycomb?" Wang Yao was pretty sure that this man had been to the back of Nanshan Hill.
"Yes. I got it from the creek on Nanshan Hill," the man said.
"What do you need it for? Do you want to get honey out of it?" Wang Yao asked.
"No. I heard that honeycomb water can cure rhinitis," the man said. "I suffer from rhinitis every spring, so I took it when I saw it on Nanshan Hill. I was fortunate to get it. Otherwise, I'll suffer from rhinitis again."
"You are right. Honeycomb can treat rhinitis," Wang Yao said.
