"Apparently, the cooks at Eight Delicacies Tower can make vegetables taste like meat. Is there really such a skill?" Shang Huan asked.
"It can be done." Chen Mu nodded.
"As long as you have the right seasonings and sufficiently superb culinary skills."
Chen Mu himself could do it.
"These cooks really are impressive, to be able to alter the flavor of ingredients at will." Shang Huan looked astonished.
The three ate and chatted.
Before long, they were once again talking about Mutant Beasts invading medicine fields and the rising price of medicinal herbs.
"If I'd known earlier, I would've stocked up on some." Shang Huan said regretfully. "The prices of certain key medicinal herbs have risen by at least double!"
What a great chance to make money.
"The Lower Courtyard isn't stupid. Hundred Herbs Pavilion reacted much faster than you did." Old Hao puffed on his pipe.
Chen Mu understood. No wonder there was no more Eggplant Night Grass in the Underground Market.
"Is it easy to grow medicinal herbs?" Chen Mu quietly asked.
The herbs that could be grown in the Lower Courtyard differed from ordinary mortal medicinal herbs. Like Yellow Sprout Rice, they could not survive if planted outside.
"At any rate, they won't grow in our patch of land." Old Hao shook his head.
"Does growing herbs depend on feng shui too?" Shang Huan knew nothing about farming and teased him with a grin.
Old Hao snorted and shot Shang Huan, a complete farming novice, a sidelong glance. "It doesn't depend on wind, but it does depend on water!"
Water?
It was Earth Spirit Vital Qi!
Growing medicinal herbs required more Earth Spirit Vital Qi?
"You want to grow herbs?" Old Hao saw through Chen Mu's intentions at a glance.
"I'll learn about it first. Didn't you