Chapter 608: Is His Name Lin?

Tap, tap, tap! At that moment, the elderly man in the hemp robe eagerly jogged to the dining table. He started carefully examining the leftovers on several plates: "This soup must have been made with eight herbs and stewed with lotus seeds!" "The eight herbs are probably fritillaria, pinellia, red peony..." The elderly man seemed utterly absorbed in his study of these leftovers. However, Esai White and his wife noticed that as he analyzed each herb, muttering to himself, sweat began to drip, trickling...