The Xiaoyang found this all quite troublesome. 'Wouldn't it be better to eat the medicinal materials directly? They have to be brewed? What a needless complication!' But Zhao Yuan was its master now, so it didn't dare disobey his words. It could only be patient and learn obediently.
After finishing his instructions, Zhao Yuan asked, "Have you learned it?"
"I've learned it," the Xiaoyang replied with a nod.
Zhao Yuan asked again, "Have you memorized the steps for adding the ingredients?
The Xiaoyang immediately recited the sequence of adding the ingredients, as if presenting a treasure. Indeed, there were no mistakes.
Zhao Yuan nodded with satisfaction. Seeing this, the Xiaoyang was delighted and immediately broke into a smile. This smile was a problem. Its two large, thick lips instantly flipped up, covering its entire face.
"You should probably smile less from now on," Zhao Yuan said with a helpless, wry smile.
