Pan Yong walked along, chatting with Duan Rong about the growth habits of Profound Withered Vine and Frosty Wormwood.
He casually mentioned a couple of points, which Duan Rong could respond to fluently.
Regarding how to nurture Profound Withered Vine and Frosty Wormwood to make them grow robustly, and some seasonal taboos, Duan Rong knew them in meticulous detail.
In Pan Yong's mind, thoughts were racing, but he still kept a normal face and smiled: "Junior brother, you understand the habits of Profound Withered Vine and Frosty Wormwood so well, then I can be at ease. You will definitely manage this garden well."
As they spoke, they arrived at the edge of a cliff, and Duan Rong immediately caught a rich fragrance.
Pan Yong's eyes lit up, and he said, "Let's go, junior brother. The meal is already prepared, and Sister Tang's cooking is truly outstanding!"
They walked to the entrance of a cave, where they saw a large iron pot set on a pile of wood.
