The next day, before he had even gone out, Zhang Miaomiao came by early with a basket of tonics to pay him a visit.
She clearly knew Chen Shouyi's routine.
In the villa's first-floor reception room.
"This is wild Purple Dragon Beard. It's excellent for replenishing vitality, nourishing yin and strengthening yang, and speeding up wound healing. It works especially well for people who are injured and weak!" Zhang Miaomiao said with a smile.
She wore a light-colored, wide-lapel business suit with a skirt. Her waist was slender, her figure shapely, and her light black stockings made her legs look particularly long. She carried herself with a calm, intellectual air.
Curious, Chen Shouyi picked up an unremarkable plastic bag. Looking at the things inside, which resembled purple sweet potatoes, he couldn't help asking, "It's wild?"
He knew this stuff better than anyone. When he was frail and sickly as a child, he had often eaten it.
Brewed as tea, ground into powder, held in the mouth...
Back then, it had been all the rage.
It had worked quite well, too. After taking it for half a year, he had never been sick again, and his body had grown much stronger.
Twenty years of contact with the Other World had led humanity to discover many precious medicinal herbs. Many had been transplanted to Earth and successfully mass-produced. Artificially grown Purple Dragon Beard, for instance, was already widely used in health supplements and pharmaceuticals. A pound cost only one or two thousand yuan at a pharmacy.
But that was the artificially grown variety. Wild Purple Dragon Beard from the Other World was worth its weight in gold and incredibly rare. More importantly, it simply couldn't be bought on the open market. Nourished by the Other World's Primal Force, these medicinal herbs worked