Second Uncle Niu glanced at the time, feeling embarrassed to turn down his niece's request, "That will do."
Mainly because the shepherd's purse was really good, this family was honest, and they'd prepared it so cleanly that it only needed to be washed before cooking.
As a result, Old Man Song received twenty-five yuan.
His hands were trembling a bit.
It wasn't that he'd never seen so much money before, but earning it from more than a dozen baskets of wild vegetables felt like a dream.
After taking Sister Niu back home with the horse-drawn carriage, he headed to Zhao Li's house, where her eyes lit up at the sight of the shepherd's purse.
Nowadays, during this gap between harvests, the grocery store only had cabbages and radishes.
This was her first time seeing such fresh and vibrant wild vegetables.
Song Yunuan put down the shepherd's purse, "...Sister, my grandpa is waiting for me by the roadside. After we deliver firewood to my uncle, we'll be heading home."
