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As expected, Li Qing received nearly ten pounds less of young leaves today than yesterday.
It seems that the Wenguan Trees in the mountains have been almost completely stripped by the people from several villages in Shanglin Village.
With money to be made, everyone is highly motivated.
Now, nearly every household in these villages of Shanglin Village has the whole family pitching in.
But the amount of leaves being harvested has dwindled.
When Li Qing and Gao Li got home, three women were busily working outside in the courtyard.
Han Mei was busy collecting Wenguan Leaves from nearby villagers who were delivering them from time to time.
Tian Yue'e and Yang Xuelan, on the other hand, were wholly devoted to sorting and then sun-drying the Wenguan Leaves.
Yang Xuelan's eyes met Li Qing's for a moment, then she hurriedly turned her head away.
After finally coming together last night, her gaze now held many unspoken tender feelings.
