The Final Preparations

The next day in the evening, at the herb-picking job office.

"Sister Wang, this is my harvest today." Yi Yun obediently placed his herb basket on the stone cabinet.

Wang glanced languidly before she reached in to grab the herbs from the light basket to estimate Yi Yun's harvest.

Wang grunted lightly, "It's getting fewer and fewer. What a feeble attempt!"

The number of herbs in the herb basket definitely did not exceed 80 dragon scale runes.

At the beginning, Yi Yun would hand in about 200 dragon scale runes worth of herbs. Wang had previously been surprised by the rookie's handing in of so many herbs.

Although this level could not compare with Zhong Yi, he was not much worse. It wouldn't be impossible to get an income of 15,000 dragon scale runes in the next 2 months. That result would prove his keen observation and senses. As a result, the divine city would likely give out some form of reward.