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"Is this not Herbal Fruit?" Yang Wenxiao asked, holding the petal-adorned object.
"The real Herbal Fruit is the one in your left hand. I don't know what this is. When preparing food for you, both I and the third brother are extremely cautious, to the point where we would not dare to act recklessly even over the slightest difference,"
Qiao Xiaomai said earnestly.
As she spoke, she picked up a Herbal Fruit and another object with a flower on top that resembled Poppy. She exerted a little force with her hands and opened the two objects, which looked very much alike on the inside, almost identical.
The outer shell was the same, the inside was the same, the only difference was that one had a flower on the top and the other did not.
If Qiao Xiaomai did not know about Poppy, she would most likely have overlooked this subtle difference eight out of ten times.