"It's okay." Meng Yuqing came back to his senses and said excitedly, "The hemostatic grass has produced seeds. Once the seeds are fully grown, we can collect them and plant them."
"Really? We can also grow these herbs so that the tribe will not be short of herbs in the future?" The three people said in surprise after hearing Meng Yuqing's words.
"Yes, but they certainly won't grow a lot like potatoes and sweet potatoes do when you plant a little bit. But it's better than relying entirely on collecting from outside. At least the source is stable."
Meng Yuqing carefully explained to them that it was a herb after all, and no matter how common it was, it would not be like a high-yield crop.
After hearing this, Ronglin and the others did not show any disappointment, but rather felt a little happy.
As long as I can get it from my own hands, I don’t have to worry about not having it. The worst that can happen is a little hard work. Compared to saving the lives of my tribesmen, this hard work is nothing.
"What about the other two?" Qiye asked softly.
"The grass seeds haven't formed yet. Let's wait for a while. These two herbs are rarer than hemostatic grass, so there's no need to rush." Meng Yuqing shook his head, recalling the relevant information he had just read.
"Okay, we got it. We will pay attention to any situation here and tell you in time." Rong Lin nodded seriously.
"OK."
After talking about the hemostatic grass, Ronglin and others went into the vegetable garden to take care of the potatoes and sweet potatoes that had sprouted.
They take the crops in the vegetable garden very seriously. There are almost no weeds in the field. They are eager to check every seedling to make sure there are no problems.
There will even be a situation where a seedling grown in slightly dry soil is watered individually.
Meng Yuqing asked himself if he could do this and expressed his great respect for their professionalism.
I'd better just focus on tinkering with new things.
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