There was a small bucket hanging in the well, so the scarecrow pulled it up.
The bucket that came up was half-filled with a pale yellow liquid, emitting wisps of white mist, which was the source of the fragrance.
A small soup bowl was tied with a grass rope inside the bucket, so the scarecrow filled it with 'Granny's Soup' and took a sip.
[Grass!]
Scarecrow: Grass, delicious!
After tasting it, its eyes lit up.
Then it tilted its head back and drank it all in one go.
[Gulp gulp... Grass!]
After drinking, the scarecrow shouted with satisfaction, but gradually fell into a perplexing state.
Its expression gradually became dazed, and its shoulders and posture started to sag...
Thud!
With a slip of the hand, the soup bowl and bucket fell back into the well.
[Grass?]
This sound woke the scarecrow from its daze instantly.
It looked around, then tilted its head while staring at the trickling tributary of the Naihe River.
Wasn't Ben Cao on a mission?
