The ginseng had already been dug up, and of course, it needed to be quickly steamed and dried. The autumn sun was quite good for drying, and the color of the ginseng that was sun-dried was always better. Mrs. Xue and Mrs. Zhu, along with Mrs. Li, Mrs. Zhou, and the others, including Honglian, all worked together to scrub the ginseng. Jinghan and Jingwan, of course, pitched in too; the ginseng couldn't be left out too long, otherwise, it would spoil.
Previously, Jinghan had the idea to go to the blacksmith down the mountain to have a large steaming basket made, with several layers inside, so they could fit quite a lot more ginseng, and it even had a lid that sealed tightly on top—quite excellent. Based on Jinghan's suggestion, Zhixin set up a stove in the middle of the courtyard, allowing them to steam the ginseng outside and save the indoor bed from getting too hot.
