"By the way, I almost forgot to ask, what is your name?"

"The surname is He and the given name is Zhao."

On the sign that the gang members put on the ground, they scrawled two words - He Zhao.

He looked at the gang members leaving after writing their names, bent down, grabbed the Hu Shancao, and pulled it out with all his strength.

"Um?"

It is much more difficult than growing it in a medicine pot in Yuzhitang.

Rock it back and forth to loosen the soil little by little.

In about thirty seconds, the complete herb was pulled out.

Two plants, three plants, four plants.

[Would you like to save 1 point of proficiency (proficiency)? 】

【whether】

"yes."

[Proficiency: 60 (rough), 11 (proficient)]

Isn’t it better than walking up the mountain in pain, blind cats running around and killing mice?

So, he was very motivated.

Five plants, six plants, seven plants.

Once you do it, it lasts all day.

It was getting dark, and there were people from the medicine gang beating gongs on the ground.

"It's over -"

There was a loud cry from the throat, and hundreds of working herbalists stopped what they were doing and returned.

There is a saying that when a person is in pain and happiness, he is reluctant to let go for a while.

In his eyes, everything he sees is proficiency!

"Continue tomorrow."
Chapter completed!