"Third brother, I've thought it through, and I don't want to plant wheat in our fields," Su Qingyue said.
"Then what does my wife want to plant?" Xiao Yuchuan bent down and reached out to touch her fair and beautiful jade cheek.
She said, "Aren't you curious why I've been collecting medicinal herbs for the past half year, why the room is filled with herbs, and why I haven't gone to the town to sell the medicine or dry the prepared herbs?"
He pondered for a moment, "Dear, are you thinking of opening your own pharmacy?"
"Third brother, you really are smart," Su Qingyue said. "I've looked into it. The medicinal herbs the pharmacies in town buy aren't cheap, and the medicine that the doctors prescribe turns out to be very expensive. Many medicines are marked up exorbitantly. I'm planning to open a medicine hall in town."
"Wife, with your medical skill, opening a medicine hall couldn't be better," Xiao Yuchuan agreed. "So you're planning to plant medicinal herbs in our fields?"
