"Haha."
Hao Jian chuckled slightly, pointing at the three old hens, and said with a smile, "No need for payment, just letting me stay with you is more than enough."
"Let's deal with this now. I'll teach you a medicinal recipe that's particularly effective for pregnant women."
"Thank you, Doctor Hao!"
Perhaps tonight, Tang Jian said "thank you" more times than ever before.
The two of them busied themselves for half an hour, and at 1:10 AM, finally divided the three hens into two pots, simmering them together.
What piqued Tang Jian's curiosity was when Hao Jian picked a lot from his wife's garden and added it with his kitchen herbs into the pot.
"Did you see what I just made? This is my recipe, just remember it."
Hao Jian smiled, not bothering with Tang Jian, and laid down to rest on the sofa. On the coffee table, a note sat quietly.
"What's this?"
Tang Jian grabbed it, finding it filled with names of herbs and ingredients, along with their respective quantities.
