Jiang Shiyue looked at the large root of the plant blankly and wondered, "What is this?"
"Woad." Yangyang replied.
Jiang Shiyue: “???”
I felt a little embarrassed to ask a three-year-old what woad was.
Yangyang obviously didn't have the habit of answering questions actively. After plucking a woad and handing it to Jiang Shiyue, he continued walking forward. When he saw a plant he wanted, he plucking it and handing it to Jiang Shiyue.
If he couldn't pull it out, he would ask Jiang Shiyue for help.
Jiang Shiyue: “…”
She suddenly had a bold idea and asked Yangyang, "Are these all Chinese medicinal herbs?"
Yangyang nodded.
"That book you just read?"
Yangyang nodded again.
Jiang Shiyue: “…”
God is fair, right?!
**
The mother and son filled half a sack with herbs and went home.
They were all fresh Chinese medicinal herbs, and they were quite heavy. No matter how many there were, Jiang Shiyue’s small body couldn’t carry them.
When Jiang Shiyue returned to his temporary residence, he dragged the sack to the medical staff's tent and asked them to help identify the body.
However, most of the medical staff on site were Western medicine practitioners and did not know much about Chinese medicinal materials.
Fortunately, one of the local doctors was able to get help and quickly called in an old man with an injured leg who was using a crutch.
The old man is a Chinese medicine doctor, and he was stunned when he saw so many Chinese medicinal herbs.
It’s not the quantity of Chinese medicinal materials that is large but the variety.
He asked people to move the sacks to the table and sort them while signing up the students.
"This is Isatis indigotica. You may not recognize Isatis indigotica, but its root is called Isatis root, and its leaves are called Isatis indigotica leaves."
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