"That's right. That is the nine-color ginseng, but that's not the point."
Watson nodded affirmatively as he pointed at the flowerbed. "Look carefully. What has become of the medicinal herbs in the flowerbed?"
Everyone looked in the direction he pointed and found that some of the medicinal herbs growing well in the flowerbed had turned yellow. The leaves were drooping as if the nutrients had been sucked away. On the other hand, the nine-colored glazed ginseng looked dazzling with the light it emitted.
"See? That is why I said that it's not good to speed up the ripening of the crops," Watson said.
As a modern man, he possessed agricultural knowledge that far surpassed that world.
