Gong Ruini sent off Zhang Wen, unable to decide whether to laugh or cry. Honestly, Gong Ruini really admired Zhang Wen for thinking that way.
"Brother, you know what, Erya actually asked me if I knew about the college entrance exam in advance, otherwise how could I have told them to collect more herbs," Gong Ruini said, sitting down to start weaving baskets.
There's no other way, otherwise how could all these herbs be shipped to Beijing? Originally, making cloth bags would have been more suitable, but in these times, using cloth to make bags would attract too much attention.
That would surely get you struck by lightning, and besides, these baskets can be made by themselves later. Anyway, they're just woven from reeds, it's just a waste of some effort.
"Next time, have them weave the baskets, I won't bother anymore." Sigh, it's already non-profitable goods, Gong Ruini didn't want to keep doing voluntary work, that would be sheer lunacy.
