Locke’s sister recovered after eating a piece of Empress Dowager Cake personally baked by Hu Song.
In the final monts, the warmth given by the old grandpa helped the Locke siblings endure that harsh winter.
With Hu Song’s help, Locke and Susan entered a local welfare ho the following spring and, with the support from the welfare ho and the elderly, the siblings both completed their studies and gained official citizenship in the United States.
Even in adulthood, Locke and Susan retained their habit of making regular trips to "Yuelai Building" in New York’s Chinatown to have Empress Dowager Cake. This habit continued until Susan moved to the West Coast, and Hu Song, due to old age, passed the restaurant to his son.
"This could be considered a heartwarming tale," Yiyi was still imrsed in the thrilling real-life reversal story on the way back to the research center. On one hand, she felt a sense of pride in Mr. Hu Song’s warmth as a fellow Chinese, and on the other, she couldn’t help but fantasize about the magical Empress Dowager Cake.
Zhou Ziang didn’t say much, and he and Yiyi got out of the car at the gate of Cornell University. Xiao Xian, citing business at the research center, went with Locke to the research center first.
Watching Locke’s car leave, Zhou Ziang did not imdiately turn and leave; instead, he pondered silently. Seeing this, Yiyi joked, "Relax, Xiao Xian won’t be chard away by a weirdo like Professor Locke."
Zhou Ziang didn’t say much and walked away directly.
"What a strange guy, he only seems like a real person in front of Xiao Xian," Yiyi still wasn’t very used to interacting with Zhou Ziang. She shrugged, feeling quite full from the al. Having just returned by car, and with the afternoon still on, she decided to stretch her legs and go for a run at the track.
Xiao Xian’s mind and stomach were also filled with thoughts about the Empress Dowager Cake, or more precisely, the "honey."
Could a piece of Empress Dowager Cake really cure an illness that even hospitals couldn’t treat at the ti?
That’s not just a myth. Even a highly skilled Cultivator could not cure a seriously ill patient without Spiritual dicine.
"Is Mr. Hu Song also a Cultivator?" On the way to the research center, Xiao Xian started chatting with Locke.
"Do you really think Cultivators grow like weeds everywhere? To be honest, there are no more than ten thousand Cultivators worldwide. All skilled Cultivators are recruited into training centers like the Huake Institute or ngshan Company. Mr. Hu Song is in his eighties, and he’s not in good health," Hu Song was a junior fellow disciple of Bai Juyi, and he’s already in his seventies.
At that age, there aren’t many seniors as agile as Mao Dazhu. Xiao Xian hadn’t forgotten that without that Purple Ginseng back then, it would have been hard for Zhu Shijun to hang in there. Therefore, the possibility of Hu Song being a Cultivator is quite low.
"So the issue lies with the honey? Can Hu Song’s Empress Dowager Cake heal? Does he raise Queen bees?" Xiao Xian was also startled when she first heard about the na Locke gave the mutant bees. Who would give bees such a na?
"Not sure. Mr. Hu Song has been confused for years now. I only thought of the Empress Dowager Cake idea in recent years. But you’re right; I raise those bees in hopes that the Queen bees can make that magical honey." Locke and Xiao Xian had returned to the research center, and they went to the hive again.
Buzzing very quietly in the hive, the bees didn’t know the two who had just returned were plotting sothing with them.
"If honey that can cure diseases is developed, it could be called universal honey," Xiao Xian speculated. Since Professor Locke works for ngshan Company, which is a profit-oriented comrcial research organization, his goal might be to develop an extraordinary honey.
If just honey could replace conventional dicine, it would be good news for all humankind. But if such ans were controlled by a few big companies, and if the people in those companies were like Aisha and her mother, such ans might turn into a weapon hanging over the necks of many, putting them in a dilemma.
"Universal? I don’t need universal honey. Do you know why I kept the Queen bee thing even from Ziang, let alone the company?" Zhou Ziang is sensible; he likely guessed that so secrets are being kept between Locke and Xiao Xian, but he didn’t ask further, which is why out of all the people at ngshan, Zhou Ziang was the only one Locke was willing to befriend and even considered a friend.
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