The old man was overjoyed, gripping Lan Feng’s hand and saying, "You young man have a good heart. I knew I hadn't misjudged you! To be honest, this book is truly a treasure. I wouldn't be willing to give it to just anyone, only to you!"
Lan Feng unobtrusively pulled his hand away. "What kind of spectacle is this, two grown men pawing at each other? Eat, quickly; the food is getting cold."
The old man picked up his chopsticks and began to eat. Lan Feng pushed a plate of duck necks toward him. He glanced at the old man’s eyes—not too cloudy, nor too clear; they were just right. The duck necks were spicy and savory, hitting the old man's palate perfectly, and he consumed several pieces before he even realized it.
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