Wang Yao made a formula using the common herbs he grew, which were of a much higher quality than the ones from herbal stores. He weighed two bottles of decoction and took them down the hill at noon.
"Mom, I made these formulas for Uncle and Auntie." Wang Yao placed the decoction on the table. "This is for three days' use. Auntie should get better after taking it."
As Wang Yao was speaking to his mother, his father's cousin visited him again. Wang Yao gave him the decoction and told him how to use it.
"Uncle, could you please keep it to yourself that I make formulas for family members?" asked Wang Yao. He didn't want too many people to know about his herbal field or that he was able to make herbal formulas. He didn't want his peaceful life to be disturbed by people asking him for herbs. He only made formulas for the important people in his life.
"Sure," promised his uncle. He didn't leave immediately. "How much do I need to pay you?"
