People are emotional creatures, and there are few who are cold-blooded. Li Qingmu had told her that as long as you could stir the emotions of the farmers, they would willingly help you plant the medicinal herbs.
As for how to stir emotions? It's simple, start with what they care about the most.
And what do they care about the most? Their loved ones!
In this world, is there anything that tugs at one's heart more than loved ones?
Nothing!
So, Long Yue's words hit right at the farmers' hearts, making some think of their deceased loved ones, quietly wiping away tears.
With the cooperation of the farmers, the task ahead became much more convenient. Long Yue dragged down those dozen sacks and distributed them according to the number of people.
There are a total of thirty tenant farmers here, and the medicinal herbs include forty types, among which twenty-five are common herbs, and the remaining fifteen are relatively precious herbs.
