Chương 187: Golden Corn and the Classic Prophecy

"You recognize Ox Tail Grass?" Grandma Medi was a bit surprised. This herb had almost no use except when a person was having a fever since it would cure the symptoms. But, if someone got a cold, it wouldn’t be useful anymore. Ox Tail Grass didn’t have a good medical effect and didn’t grow that easily. In the eyes of pharmacists, it was just like the weed, and many pharmacists wouldn’t even bother learning its name, effects, and theories.

Qian Jin nodded forcefully as he asked, "Do you still remember where you found it?"

Grandma Medi sighed as she shook her head. "Looks like he is from a rich family who lived collecting rare and strange plants and herbs. Brianna’s standard is too low; she found someone like him after all these time?" she thought.