The Little Monk's Stroke of Genius
Editor: Henyee Translations
She stepped backwards, out from the doorway, and took a look at the building.
Mhm, it was just a rundown thatched cottage!
Yet after entering, it was as if she had stepped into a fantastic medicinal garden, with patches upon patches of spirit herbs and exotic flowers in full bloom.
This time, Qiao Mu was slightly at a loss.
This medicinal garden was at least 20 mu, right? How long would it take for her to finish digging up all these spirit flowers and herbs all by herself?
But the big question was, where should she keep them?
Some of these herbs couldn't survive for long after being dug up, withering shortly afterwards.
In that case, wouldn't she have wasted her time and energy if she couldn't store them after painstakingly digging them up?/
If only the sapling were awake, it would be great.