Yun Jinnian smiled gently and delicately as she packed the herbs into the brocade box.
All were offerings from the traveling merchants, aged for many years, and quite the treasures. Yun Jinnian planned to make them into pills and give them back.
She had met many of these people: tall and short, chubby and slim. They were all spirited and beaming with joy, respectfully kowtowing to Yun Jinnian, stating their names, followed by a greeting to the 'Saintess'.
And they presented their gifts for the first meeting.
Over the past month, Yun Jinnian's hands had grown weary from accepting gifts.
Knowing that Yun Jinnian's birthday was on the fifteenth of February, they sent birthday presents again, a wide assortment, but mostly precious items.