"Isn't this honeysuckle?" she wondered out loud. In modern times, she had seen this kind of flower when she climbed mountains. Her fellow villagers said that it was honeysuckle, and they would pick it in spring to sell it for money.
"What flower? Isn't this just an ordinary wild flower?" Jian Rong was puzzled.
Jian Qingqing explained, "This is called honeysuckle. It's a type of medicinal herb. It has many uses."
Jian Rong was shocked. "Is this really a medicinal herb? Do we actually have medicinal herbs on this mountain? This name is quite interesting, and it sounds expensive!"
Jian Qingqing had some ideas in her mind. The people in this village were very poor and did not have any extra income. If they could dig out some treasures from the mountain, it would also help them live a better life.
