The effort is not proportional to the output.
That’s why I was so excited when I saw that whole bag of original seeds.
This is the quickest way to be productive.
The original mycelium of mushrooms currently circulating on the market comes from the bags that Yu Xifeng gave away.
Yu Xifeng said: "Take a look at this."
Yu Xifeng waved her hand, turned her palm over, and a cluster of blooming flowers appeared in her hand.
The yellow and white colors are interlaced, and the tiny filaments are very long and in strands.
"Honeysuckle?" Zhang Qiu was quite surprised. He took it and lowered his head to smell it.
Has a light fragrance.
Yu Xifeng continued to pick out medicinal herbs.
This piece of medicinal herb field is because the black soil is empty anyway.
Yu Xifeng planted it casually.
She planted them in a mess.
Fortunately, the space was strong and after the seeds were sown, they all bloomed and bore fruit steadily, without Yu Xifeng having to worry about it at all.
When Yu Xifeng was collecting honey in the space, he glanced and saw a bee resting on a blooming honeysuckle.
Then I remembered.
She also planted many medicinal herbs in the black soil.
She doesn't understand pharmacology, but these things are in her hands.
This flower blooms the most beautifully, so Yu Xifeng took it out first.
She only recognized it after Zhang Qiu told her the name, and she could only soak it in water.
It is indeed buried.
Let’s leave it to Zhang Qiu.
Zhang Qiu was stunned.
"No, those fruits you eat, are they all grown by you?"
These medicinal herbs look so fresh and natural, without any signs of processing.
Even if Chinese medicinal materials are sold on the market, they are not sold in this style.
Yu Xifeng said pertinently: "Part of it."
The fruits produced in her space, both in terms of moisture and sweetness, are actually higher than those Yu Xifeng collects herself.
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