It can't be that high, the old lady just now had a really big polygonum multiflorum.
"Girl, you can give us as much as you like, whatever you say goes."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever you say goes."
Chun Nuan looked around and gave ten and twelve coins respectively, and there was another elderly person who also had polygonum multiflorum, although much smaller, and she gave him twenty coins.
In a short while, Chun Nuan bought all the herbs the elders were selling. Each of them was filled with joy, their wrinkled faces beaming like chrysanthemums.
As Chun Nuan was leaving, an old lady even bowed to her, muttering blessings: May the Bodhisattva bless this kind-hearted girl with a long life, safety from harm, and smoothness in all matters.
Even when she got on the carriage, Chun Nuan still felt very moved.
She had spent only a very small amount, yet received such deep gratitude from the old ladies.
"I think at the next town, you better not buy wild herbs anymore."
