There were indeed some herbs that Village Chief Zhao could not plant well. They would either die when they sprouted, rot halfway through their growth, or not bloom at all.
Bai Wutong's idea was good. Going to the local area to plant suitable herbs could not only increase the economic benefits of the local area, but also ensure the quality of the herbs.
If the herbs were in a suitable environment for growing, it was also convenient for research to increase production. Village Chief Zhao said, "Alright, I'll bring everyone to plan during this period of time."
Bai Wutong smiled and said, "Thank you."
Bai Wutong was already the Great Empress. Village Chief Zhao was flattered. "No, it's something I should do."
The herbs in the medicinal field were quickly harvested. After being sorted, washed, and dried, a portion was sent to the Chinese medicine hall. The rest was made into various over-the-counter medicines that could be bought according to the prescription.
