Li Jiafu squatted in that piece of medicine for a long time, stunned not to start.

"Why Uncle Li?" Zhao Tiezhu asked curiously, "Didn't you come to dig for medicine? Why didn't you start again?"

"Not ripe, medicine has been discounted, what a pity to use now!" With a sigh, Li Jiafu took the shovel and went out.

Zhao Tiezhu was curious because it seemed that there were no Chinese medicines in the mountains and that they had not been seen in the market, so he couldn't help feeling them.

After touching his hand, Zhao Tiezhu immediately came up with the name of herbal medicine, Qingyecao.

Zhao Tiezhu remembered that...