Prodigal Son

She sent all the medicinal herbs into her space and filled the large patch of grass at the entrance of the space. Even Agul was shocked. He kept complaining in the space, "Master, there is a medicinal garden in the space. Also, medicinal herbs grow in the bracelet space. You bought so many low-level medicinal herbs that rabbits don't even eat. What's the use of having them?"

Beiting Huang touched her nose. Was she about to lose her hand? But she couldn't be blamed, okay? Mu Qingling picked up a Rehmannia that looked rich in spiritual energy and asked Beiting Huang, "Little Ninth, can you buy this too?"

There was definitely a lot of Rehmannia in the space, so there was no need to buy it at all. However, since Mu Qingling had said so, Beiting Huang could only grit her teeth and say, "Buy it!"