The little girl was in such a bleak situation that everyone felt uncomfortable saying anything more. They simply asked her to sit down and take a rest while piling more food in front of her.
Only Wu Lan glanced at her and whispered to Song Tan, "Is this the one who's going to purchase? I don't know why, but I just don't think she's reliable... It's better to ask your uncle to find someone else."
"I also think she's unreliable."
The grandmother nodded in agreement, "You see, there's a saying, 'no whiskers on the mouth, no firmness in the work.' Those who are skilled in Chinese medicine are usually older. She's so young, what can she really learn?"
"Mom, Grandma, you can't underestimate people."
Song Tan argued, "Some people really have talent. Besides, even if she's not comprehensive, being specialized in one thing is also okay!"
"But this girl probably has no talent."