"Hair-Growing Soup?" Harris was shocked. He moved his eyeballs, and then a glow appeared in them as he shockingly said, "You're saying, after drinking this soup, my soft and beautiful hair will be able to regrow, restoring my handsome looks again?"
"The hair can regrow, but if you are talking about restoring your handsome looks, you have to have been handsome once in the first place," Michael mumbled.
"That's not important." Harris turned his head, and locked his gaze onto the urn of 'Buddha jumps over the wall' next to Mag. He rushed forward to Mag, and asked, "Young friend, does your 'Buddha jumps over the wall' really have hair-growing effects?"
"In practice, this is indeed the case." Mag nodded. "Till now, 'Buddha jumps over the wall' has resolved the problem of balding for many young and middle-aged men."
"Really!" Harris' voice grew sharper. With glowing eyes, he asked Mag, "Then, could I please have one bowl of it?"
