Xiao Feng took a puff, the taste wasn't strong, nor did it have that throat-hitting feel like roasted tobacco, it wasn't much different from normal breathing, it felt like having a mint candy, cool and refreshing.

When you savor it carefully, there seems to be a faint fragrance, as for moistening the lungs and stopping coughs, that would only be psychological suggestion, no obvious effects at least.

In conclusion, this type of cigarette is only suitable for people who don't smoke, smokers would find it unsatisfying, hardly any difference between smoking and not smoking.

"How is it, does it feel good?" The little girl asked enthusiastically.

"Not good at all!" Xiao Feng said with a dark face: "Don't slack off, go back and keep practicing."

It wasn't intentional deception, but at this age, the little girl is curious about the world, wants to try all new things, Xiao Feng naturally couldn't give her the impression that smoking is enjoyable.

"Oh..." The little girl shook her head in disappointment and obediently walked back.

After taking a puff, Xiao Feng put the cigarette mouthpiece on the table, the smoke lingered, gathered and dispersed, leaving only a faint lingering fragrance in the air.

At this time, Zhao Guo'an opened up the food box: "Almost forgot, this pot of century egg with lean pork congee is made by me, should we have them stop for a bit, come eat some while it's hot before continuing?"

"Thanks, but their meal time hasn't arrived yet." Xiao Feng paused, then said: "Since you've brought it, it would be a waste not to eat, I'll have it then!"

He then took out the clay pot inside, poured the steaming congee into a porcelain bowl and began to feast.

"..." Seeing how Xiao Feng finished the clay pot of congee in no time, Zhao Guo'an really didn't know what to say, so he tentatively asked: "Did you find anything off with it?"

"Hmm..." Xiao Feng smacked his lips and replied: "The taste is quite spot on!"

"And?" Zhao Guo'an's face was filled with black lines.

"No poison." Xiao Feng continued.

"..." Zhao Guo'an was on the verge of tears, didn't he know whether the congee he cooked had poison or not?

That's not even the question I was asking!

Just when his efforts seemed futile, he heard Xiao Feng say: "Aside from those, there are some Chinese herbs in it, not specifying each name, might look like showing off in front of an expert like you, but the effect is to quickly restore stamina without causing significant damage from energy depletion."

"It wasn't in vain after all!" Zhao Guo'an said with some relief, though he clearly felt that conversing with Xiao Feng required a strong mind, this was like riding a roller coaster up and down, without any endurance really couldn't handle it.

But there was one thing Zhao Guo'an couldn't figure out: "Since Mr. Xiao could deduce the use of my congee, why savor it alone?"

Xiao Feng pondered a bit and replied: "Because you haven't tasted the food here."

"Oh?" Zhao Guo'an suddenly got interested: "Then I'll shamelessly..."

Before he could finish, Xiao Feng interrupted: "No need to be shameless, we didn't prepare any for you."

"..." Zhao Guo'an almost choked, damn it, aren't you afraid of being beaten for being so blunt?

But looking at the four people training not far away, he felt that maybe he couldn't even beat the weakest of those beauties.

Seeing Zhao Guo'an's constipated look, Xiao Feng laughed: "Just kidding, don't take it seriously, later I'll give you my share, anyway, I'm almost full."

Zhao Guo'an's smile was a bit stiff, so if you weren't full you'd actually plan not to let me stay for a meal, right?

While chatting, breakfast time finally arrived, Zhao Guo'an sat at the dining table, first briefly introduced himself, then picked up a piece of salted vegetable and put it in his mouth, immediately his eyes widened: "What the hell!"

Everyone was startled, looking at Zhao Guo'an with strange eyes, wondering what's wrong with this person, it's just a piece of salted vegetable, regardless of whether it tastes good or not, there's no need to curse, right?

However, Xiao Feng nodded slowly, finally confirming that Zhao Guo'an indeed had some skills up his sleeve.

"Mr. Xiao, what's in this..." Zhao Guo'an said gravely.

Xiao Feng smiled and said: "Don't just eat vegetables, have some congee and see how it tastes here."

Seeing Xiao Feng not answering, Zhao Guo'an could only turn his eyes to the porridge bowl, take a sip and ask with surprise: "Eh?"

Everyone paused again, this time truly impatient, what's with the surprising reactions while eating?

After taking a sip, Zhao Guo'an suddenly stood up, but before he could speak, the little girl clapped the chopsticks onto the table with a "clap": "What's wrong with you, making such a fuss over a meal?"

"Little girl, do you know what's inside this?" Zhao Guo'an asked seriously.

"Hm!" The little girl dismissed him with a pout: "Isn't it just a thousand-year ginseng, we have it in every meal, what's the big deal?"

Bang!

"..." Zhao Guo'an looked at the little girl in disbelief, almost dropping his jaw in shock.

Just a thousand-year ginseng?

Every meal is like this?

What's the big deal?

The way she talked as if a thousand-year ginseng was just like a regular white radish at their home?

Zhao Guo'an really wanted to ask "Are you for real?", but thought it over and decided to suppress the impulse, otherwise hearing more shocking remarks might cause his fragile heart to stop beating.

After taking a long time to calm down, while Du Qingyue and others had already cleaned up the dishes and went back to the courtyard to continue their training.

"Mr. Xiao, no! Brother Xiao, I have a request, and I hope you'll agree." Zhao Guo'an said solemnly.

"Speak." Xiao Feng said sparingly, already guessing what Zhao Guo'an's request was, because from the previous conversation in the courtyard, it was clear that Zhao Guo'an was someone who understood boundaries well, for him to make such a serious request, the answer was clearly evident.

"Could you let me see the thousand-year ginseng?" Zhao Guo'an exhaled deeply and said: "If Brother Xiao agrees, I'll surely offer my utmost assistance whenever needed in the future."

"Sure, sure." Xiao Feng was waiting for these words, gesturing for Zhao Guo'an to follow: "Come with me."

Saying that, he headed first towards the kitchen with its door wide open.

Zhao Guo'an followed behind, a bit suspicious, such an important thing as a thousand-year ginseng, logically should be stored in some secret room or hidden compartment, could the hidden compartment be in the kitchen?

Hmm, it's not impossible.

As the saying goes, the best place to hide something is in the market, the harder it is to find, the easier it can be found, yet placed in plain sight often gets overlooked.

This is the logic of "the darkest place is under the lamp"!

"Do I need to turn around?" Zhao Guo'an carefully asked, feeling it wouldn't be right to watch as someone operated a mechanism.

"Why turn around?" Xiao Feng looked at him puzzled.

"Uh... don't I have to manipulate any mechanism?" Zhao Guo'an asked in confusion.

Xiao Feng found it amusing: "Have you watched too many movies? What era is it, still using mechanisms, no need to turn around."

"Thank you, Brother Xiao!" Zhao Guo'an thanked him sincerely, feeling a bit touched inside.

For Zhao Guo'an, having the place hiding the thousand-year ginseng openly displayed in front of him meant tremendous trust.

And then, amid this strong emotion, he saw Xiao Feng raise his hand to open the cupboard door, then took out a long narrow sandalwood box.

"Th-the thousand-year ginseng...is in this box?" Zhao Guo'an didn't dare believe.

Xiao Feng nodded in confirmation: "It's in the box."

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