Qian Xiang

"Yeah, the roast goose in the Xia Guan is exceptional: crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, fat but not greasy. It's fragrant with the sauce on the lips and teeth. The taste of the sauce and oil exploding in my mouth is endless. Coupled with old wine, it's superb!"

Xu Shan savored it carefully. He hadn't eaten it in a long time because it was too expensive. Disciples should give these good things to their masters.

"Master, I want to ask you something."

Lan Anran went straight to the point.

Xu Shan tore off a piece of goose leg meat.

"Speak."

"Do you know what herbs can bring out the stability of other herbs without side effects, preferably complementing each other to achieve a perfect effect?"

Lan Anran didn't think there would be such a perfect herb and the reason she wanted to ask was to give it a try. If there isn't such herb, Mo Jinrong's illness would probably relapse again.