In the morning, bathed in the golden sunlight, Zhang Bin, Liu Ruolan, and Xiao Fang arrived at the tract of medicinal land Zhang Bin had developed some time ago. This tract of land was exceptionally vast, planted with countless herbs. It was a lush green expanse that emitted a peculiar fragrance, and some of the herbs had even bloomed into beautiful flowers. Countless bees and butterflies danced in the air while many villagers bustled about.
Their main task was weeding, as the wild grass grew incredibly fast. Sometimes, it would shoot up to the height of a pair of chopsticks overnight, devouring the herbs' nutrients, so it had to be removed promptly.
