"Ah, so many, there are still so many here!"
The desolate mountaintop was filled with the woman's bursts of joyful and excited exclamations, making the discomfort of altitude sickness she experienced earlier disappear without a trace.
"Your basket is almost too full," Jin Zijin couldn't help but remind her.
Gu Youyou looked at the snow lotuses covering the ground and then at the small basket, her beautiful eyebrows knotting in frustration.
What a miscalculation, she thought, expecting the snow lotuses to be rare—so rare she might only pick a few—she brought a small basket, never anticipating that the snow lotuses would be as plentiful as cabbages.
Jin Zijin laughed, "If it comes to it, we'll just come again. This place is hidden; not many people can find it."
"Hmm?"
"Snow lotuses are precious, don't be greedy. You see them everywhere here, but do you know that in the mountains of Lingnan, this is the only spot with so many? They are hard to find elsewhere."