"Big sister, I must say, the things that master craftsmen leave behind are indeed admirable."
As Zhang Xiaobei got to this point, he couldn't help but think of something, that was the development of Blind Bear Ravine.
Up to now, he still hadn't figured out exactly how to develop Blind Bear Ravine. Development there was simply a matter of planting or breeding.
Breeding seemed like a no-issue in the short term, but if one wanted to think long-term, it would face significant limitations.
So it could only be planting, but what exactly to plant? What could be sustainable?
This was the problem that had been troubling Zhang Xiaobei all along, yet the words of this middle-aged woman seemed to offer him some kind of clue.
"Big sister, I'll take six boxes!"