C145 Green lotus storing dagger for assassin's appearance

On a pier near the Yangtze, I barbecued a few yams, and a moment later, the aroma filled my nostrils.

I picked up a sweet potato and opened it, bringing it to Zhou Qinglian. "Young miss, try this."

Zhou Qinglian was startled, but still took a bite of the sweet potato, and smiled: "It smells so good!"

"Yes, this is a snack from my hometown, roasted sweet potatoes