Perhaps Tan Rou's filial piety had touched the heavens, and she found traces of that medicinal herb. The medicinal herbs were a collection of an old man. It was said that he had collected them for more than 50 years, waiting for him to use them when he was old. No matter what, he refused to give it to them.
After Tan Rou heard the news, she decided to personally go and find the old man.
Zhuang Liu accompanied her. If the old man was unwilling to take out the medicinal herbs, then he would think of a way to help Tan Rou get the medicinal herbs.
The two of them drove for a long time before they found the old man who had hidden the medicinal herbs in the remote suburbs. As soon as they arrived at their destination, Tan Rou was shocked by this place. This place was not a simple house, but a tall ancient building.
"There's such a place in the capital?" Tan Rou was very surprised. "This house has been built for at least a few hundred years, right?"
