Chapter 113 - 107 Sympathy
Zhao Hanzhang clapped her hands, and immediately two large chests were carried over by the guards and opened directly, giving everyone present a shocking opening scene.
Oh, except for Professor Fu, this was the first time for Ting He to see so much glass, even the guards carrying the chests had their mouths agape, not expecting such treasures to be inside.
Zhao Ming was the first to come back to his senses, looking at Zhao Hanzhang in astonishment, "How is this made?"
Zhao Song also regained his composure, glaring at Zhao Ming, "Is this something you can ask?"
But he turned to Zhao Hanzhang too, "Did your grandfather leave you this recipe?"
"No," Zhao Hanzhang denied directly, pointing to Fu Tinghan, "This is Mr. Fu’s recipe."
Zhao Song sighed in relief, it made sense, how could his elder brother hide such a good thing?
Zhao Ming’s heart sank, unable to help but glance at Fu Tinghan.
Fu Tinghan was very quiet, sitting there quietly, watching quietly, as if the events around him were unrelated, and when he saw him looking over, he even smiled and nodded back.
Zhao Ming felt he hadn’t misjudged him; although he was younger than his father, he felt the paths he walked and the people he met were by no means fewer than his father’s.
In terms of the ability to judge people, he felt superior to his father.