Even as the herb-picking person-in-charge, she herself felt that herb-picking was a dead-end business. Seeing Yi Yun coming to dawdle at his young age made her have no good feelings for Yi Yun.
“That… This Sister… May I ask how many dragon scale runes are exchanged for the herbs picked by this junior?”
The Wang girl glanced at Yi Yun and placed her mirror down. This was probably because Yi Yun used the words “Sister” making her feel good; hence, she grew some patience for this lazy child who came to pick herbs. She threw a manual at Yi Yun and said, “This is the exchange table of the herbs and dragon scales. Look at it yourself.”
Yi Yun caught the manual and flipped to the first page. Seeing the words on the first page, Yi Yun was shocked.
The first page wrote–
“Qingli Year 82, Zhong Yi picked 630 pounds of herbs using 60 days, obtaining 19,260 dragon scale runes. He had broken the records of the ancestors. This record is to encourage future generations!”
Record? This can’t be…
“Even a miscellaneous job like picking herbs has a record?”
Zhong Yi, in 60 days, broke a record picking herbs!