It was just dawn and the morning mist had not yet completely dissipated, hazily shrouding the entire village.

Lin Zhiyue arrived at the threshing ground early. Many villagers had already gathered there. They were busy loading bundles and bags of carefully prepared medicinal herbs onto the ox cart.

The medicinal herbs exude a unique aroma, mixed with the scent of morning dew, permeating the air.

Uncle Wang, the village accountant, wore a pair of worn reading glasses and held the account book tightly in his hand. He carefully checked the quantity and type of each batch of medicinal materials. From time to time, he picked up a herb and squinted to check the quality.

Several young and strong guys were full of energy. They rolled up their sleeves, some carried heavy sacks, and some carefully placed fragile root herbs, shouting from time to time: "Hey, be careful, these are all treasures of our village!"

Everything was ready. After Lin Zhiyue counted the number of people, he got on the ox cart with the village accountant and a few young men and slowly headed towards the town.

Along the way, the ox cart creaked and the wheels left deep ruts on the muddy road.

The villagers sat in the car, close to the medicinal materials, their eyes full of anxiety.

Their eyes would occasionally fall on the medicinal herbs, their brows furrowed, and they talked in low voices.

"Oh, I don't know if the pharmacy will appreciate the herbs we collected with great effort?" A young man couldn't help but speak up.

"Yeah, what if it doesn't meet the standards and can't be sold? Our trip would be in vain." Another young man echoed, with a hint of anxiety in his voice.

Uncle Wang, the village accountant, pushed his glasses and sighed, "We all prepared it according to the method taught by Miss Lin, so there should be no problem. But I'm still worried."

Lin Zhiyue looked at everyone's nervous expressions, smiled slightly, and said softly: "Don't worry. The herbs we collected during this period were carefully selected, and the preparation process was strictly in accordance with the standards. I have dealt with the drugstore before, and they still recognize the herbs in our village. Moreover, even if there are some minor problems with individual herbs, we can discuss with the drugstore to see if we can find a way to solve it."

After hearing Lin Zhiyue's words, everyone's expressions eased a little, but they were still a little worried.

Lin Zhiyue continued, "Think about it, everyone. We didn't know any medicinal herbs at the beginning, but now we can collect so many good herbs. How much effort has been put in in the process. This is all the hard work of everyone, and it will definitely be sold at a good price. We must have confidence in ourselves!"

A young man scratched his head and asked, "Lin girl, do you think the people in this medicine shop are deliberately trying to lower our price?"

Lin Zhiyue said confidently: "Don't worry, I will argue with them. I understand their purchasing standards and price range, and I won't let anyone suffer. Moreover, the quality of our village's medicinal materials is here. If they want long-term cooperation, they will definitely give a reasonable price."

With Lin Zhiyue's comfort, the villagers gradually relaxed their tense nerves and some smiles appeared on their faces.

As they looked at the road ahead, hope was rekindled in their hearts, and they looked forward to the successful sale of this medicinal material.

The ox cart swayed as it moved along the winding country road, raising clouds of dust.

As we got closer to the town, the roadside scenery became more and more lively. From time to time, we could see peddlers carrying loads on their shoulders hurrying on their way, or villagers carrying bamboo baskets returning from the fields.

As the scene became increasingly prosperous, everyone became more nervous and expectant.

Soon, the familiar outline of the town came into view.

The old locust tree at the entrance of the town is still lush and green. A few children are laughing and playing under the tree. When they see the ox cart passing by, they all cast curious glances.

Lin Zhiyue patted the ox cart lightly, signaling it to speed up, and drove straight to the pharmacy in the town.

When they arrived at the drugstore, Lin Zhiyue jumped out of the car first and tidied up his slightly messy clothes.

The sign of the pharmacy swayed gently in the breeze, exuding an ancient atmosphere.

She took a deep breath and opened the door of the pharmacy with some confidence and expectation.

It was still the little girl with a round face, sitting at the counter, concentrating on sorting out the account of medicinal materials.

Hearing the door open, she raised her head and looked towards the door.

Lin Zhiyue smiled politely and stepped forward and said, "Hello, comrade. I came to your pharmacy last time to ask about this. Do you remember?"

The little girl was stunned for a moment, then her eyes lit up, she recognized Lin Zhiyue and nodded quickly: "Remember, remember, you asked a lot about medicinal herbs last time."

Lin Zhiyue turned sideways, pointed at the ox cart outside the door, and said, "Today I brought people from our village to sell medicinal herbs. This time we have quite a lot of medicinal herbs."

The little girl looked in the direction she pointed and saw the cart full of medicinal herbs. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes: "Wow, so many!" She stood up, walked around the counter, went to the door and looked at them carefully.

After a moment, the girl turned around and said to Lin Zhiyue, "Okay, then you take these herbs to the backyard, and then we'll check the quality and weigh them." Lin Zhiyue responded, and hurriedly called the village accountant and the young men, and drove the ox cart carefully, bypassing the pharmacy and slowly heading towards the backyard.

In the backyard of the drugstore, the sunlight shines through the mottled leaves, casting patches of golden light and shadows.

The village accountant and several young men stood beside the ox cart, staring intently at the guys in the drugstore checking the medicinal materials. They didn't dare to breathe, and everyone's face was filled with tension and anticipation.

The guys were very skilled. They first picked up a plant of Astragalus and looked at its color carefully. The surface of the rhizome was bright yellow-white, with clear texture and flexible texture. It was obviously of high quality.

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