"Young Master!"
The old servant who was sweeping the courtyard saw Li Lin and quickly greeted him respectfully.
Seeing the old servant's face full of joy, Zhu Haomiao nodded gently.
"Uncle Liu, you look good today."
Upon hearing this, Uncle Liu's face lit up: "Thanks to the Immortal Soup you granted last night, my waist doesn't ache, my legs aren't sore, and I feel warm all over, even working feels easier!"
"Yes, the medicinal effect of the Qilin Soup is gentle and long-lasting. You should move around more these days to better absorb its power."
Hearing this, Uncle Liu felt even more grateful.
After a bit of small talk, Zhu Haomiao continued walking outside, and along the way, all the servants he encountered looked radiant and healthy, gratefully greeting him.
He responded with a smile to each, and only after leaving the Pingyang Marquis Mansion did Zhu Haomiao sigh deeply.
People in ancient times were indeed simple. Such small favors would make them so thankful…
