Twenty-one days later, at the Low Hill Courtyard.
Chen Mu squatted in front of a small ridge under the western wall, his face full of joy as he looked at the delicate seedlings the size of his index finger.
In his hand, he held a fist-sized wooden spoon, evenly sprinkling the special well water from the bucket beside him around the seedlings.
"Finally succeeded," Chen Mu said, his face brimming with smiles.
The well water was mixed with Hundred Herbs Pavilion's fertilizer and had been left to settle next to the White Jade Plate for five half hours.
After numerous experiments, such treated well water was found to be most conducive for the growth of the Nightshade Tubocapsicum.
"Thirty seeds, and in total twenty-six seedlings were successfully nurtured and transplanted."
"Those old hands in the Bingchen District couldn't do much better, huh. Hehe..."
