In the middle of winter, a visit to a seed shop was an unusual choice, even for someone as "unique" as Xu Feng. There probably weren't many other transmigrators running around Donghua, and if there were, they were most likely not wood ability users.
Most people just didn't have planting plans during this season; they were primarily focused on staying entertained if they were wealthy or simply surviving the cold if they were less fortunate.
Xu Feng exchanged a nod with the older man behind the counter, who initially appeared taken aback by his appearance. As it turned out, this was the same man who had supplied them with seeds during their last visit to Yilin. Xu Feng considered himself fortunate to meet with him again.
It took a moment for recognition to dawn on the shopkeeper as he noticed Xu Feng's familiar face, or perhaps it was Erlang's distinctive features that jogged his memory. Regardless, the look of confusion soon gave way to genuine happiness.
