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The three walked out talking. Jian Mo noticed that Qing Kuo didn't seem to be heading back to the stands, so she asked, "Where are you going? Aren't you going back?"

Qing Kuo: "Many people brought things to exchange today. I'm wondering if I can exchange them for some ingredients."

Jian Mo, who currently idolizes him, said upon hearing his words, "Then I'll go too."

Qing Kuo: "Let's go home and get our supplies first, then we'll meet here and go exchange things together."

After agreeing on the plan, they quickly went home to get supplies and came back to meet up.

The Hunting Gathering was unusually large, with a large number of attendees.

Many people set up stalls along the Riverside Tribe road, preparing all sorts of things to exchange for.

The three walked upstream from the riverbank, and the people setting up stalls on both sides of the road greeted them frequently.

Qing Kuo and Ye Luo were both decisive people, and in no time they had changed the ingredients quite a bit, including nuts, berries, dried fruit, dried meat, and stems, but Jian Mo didn't find anything she liked for the time being.

As Jian Mo walked up to the corner of the hill behind the mountain, she saw a small orc with a pile of bright yellow berries.

He had always been interested in berries, and his foot, which had been heading upwards, turned and walked towards the little orc. "How do I exchange these yellow berries?"

The little orc looked up and saw it was Jian Mo. He smiled and offered them some berries to taste, "Doctor Jian Mo, what do you have?"

The berries were sweet. Jian Mo took out some fabric. "Would animal hair cloth be alright?"

The little orc readily nodded. "How many do you want?"

Jian Mo found a smaller piece of cloth. "We'll exchange this cloth for as much as we can."

The little orc took a wooden spoon and started scooping berries into Jian Mo's basket, filling it more than ten times in one go. Looking at the noticeably smaller pile of berries, he asked, "So many?"

Jian Mo nodded to indicate that there was no problem.

The Qing Kuo look quite sweet, so we should replace them.

While Jian Mo and the others were changing the berries, her gaze fell on a few dark-colored berries. At that moment, the berries were emitting a peculiar aroma, somewhat like the smell of braised meat.

He reached out, picked it up, and smelled it.

The orc scooping berries for Qing Kuo noticed Jian Mo's actions and said, "The elders in our tribe say these berries are edible. Doctor Jian Mo, would you like some more?"

Jian Mo: "What kind of fruit is this?"

Little Asian Orc: "I don't know either, it smelled nice, so I picked it."

Ye Luo leaned closer for a look. "I've never seen this kind of fruit before. Which tribe are you from?"

Thick Flow Tribe."

Ye Luo nodded. "No wonder, your tribe is too far from ours, and we don't have many things here."

Xiaoya Orc smiled.

Jian Mo, "May I try some?"

Little Orc: "I'll cut you a piece."

The little orc drew his wooden dagger and cut some fruit for Jian Mo to taste.

The fruit has a texture similar to apple pulp, tastes sweet and sour with a unique aroma, and is quite delicious.

What attracted Jian Mo most was not the taste of this fruit, but its resemblance to a medicinal herb called "Throat Eyeball".

The herb Throat Eyeball * is actually used to treat skin diseases. The prescription says that medicine made with it can cure skin diseases without leaving any scars, which is quite miraculous.

Jian Mo sure if this medicinal material was the legendary Throat Eyeball.

But you can give it a try.

Jian Mo asked, "Can I trade these fruits for cloth?"

The little orc nodded. "This fruit is very rare, so we'll need a lot of fabric."

Jian Mo found another piece of cloth and gave it to him. "It's okay."

The little orc traded with him, even giving him a slice of fruit.

Ye Luo asked, "Do you recognize what kind of fruit this is?"

Jian Mo: "Maybe, I'm not sure, I'll try first."

The Throat Eyeball need to be used with several medicinal herbs together. Jian Mo saw that it was still early, so she went home and took Ying'ao out to collect herbs.

As for Jiujiu, it's having too much fun playing with the little ones, so we can't count on it for now.

Jian Mo was busy all day, and so was Wu Jiong.

Wu Jiong didn't return until evening.

As soon as he got home, Wu Jiong saw Jian Mo carefully brewing medicine over a charcoal fire in the yard and couldn't help but ask, "Who's injured?"

Jian Mo looked up. "No, this is a scar removal medicine. I don't know if it will work, but I plan to have Bei Ya try it."

He was always concerned about Bei Ya's illness, but he hadn't found a cure.

When Wu Jiong went over to help, he discovered that the pot was filled with the sap of the Kunzhi Tree, and the jar that Jian Mo had placed to the side was half-filled with a strong medicinal liquid.

Jian Mo could tell what Wu Jiong was thinking just by looking at his expression, and explained, "Bei Ya's face is rather unique, and I'd like to try making it into a plaster."

Jian Mo learned the technique of using the sap of the Kunzhi Tree to make ointments from the shaman Lian Ke. Later, when she went to the Xingchu Tribe to learn from Xing Yi, Jian Mo learned that the shamans had been using the sap of the Kunzhi Tree for a long time, but it had to be processed before use and could not be used directly.

Lian Ke Jian Mo a dabbler, and you'll always be using the wrong plaster.

Jian Mo only learned it after learning from Xing Yi and the others.

Jian Mo carefully boiled the leaves of the Kunzhi Tree to a certain concentration, then poured the liquid from the jar into it, and continued to boil and stir.

When all the liquid was almost boiling, Jian Mo poured it into a shallow wooden basket containing large leaves, smoothed it out, and planned to lift it up after the liquid cooled.

Wu Jiong: "This is the first time I've seen you make this kind of plaster."

Jian Mo finished applying the ointment and breathed a sigh of relief, "I just didn't have a chance before. Okay, the ointment will solidify once it cools down."

Wu Jiong pushed his shoulder. "Come inside, you must be tired after a long day."

Jian Mo: "I'm alright."

Wu Jiong: "I'm about to die."

Jian Mo then nudged his shoulder in return, saying, "Then take a rest."