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Chapter 332 Preparations for Planting Medicinal Materials

Olivia looked at the eloquent Felisa: "I can support you in whatever you want, as long as what you do can bring benefits to Cliff City."

This is the truth and a reminder.

"Then let's do it one by one." Felisa thought for a while, she didn't dare to take too many steps, "Let's start with the arrangements for the veterans and wounded soldiers, and I'll report it to His Excellency the Viscount. Then I went back and asked the pharmacist what are the commonly used medicinal materials, and also asked him if he had any way to plant them."

"Go." Olivia said softly.

So Felisa went to look for Viscount Cliff, and she left after a while, and then Olivia walked into Viscount Cliff's study.

"Mother agreed for her to do it?" Olivia asked, and before Viscount Cliff could answer, she said with a smile, "Philisa seems to have suddenly awakened today."

"It's rare for her to want to do something," Viscount Cliff said indifferently, "Even if it's for her mother's sake, I have to let her do it, let alone what she wants to do, if it is really beneficial. "

"Yes," Olivia smiled and nodded in agreement, "Actually, the Cliff family has thought about what she wants to do, but there are too many resistances from all sides, and finally nothing is done. If she can do it successfully , that's a good thing."

Viscount Cliff thought about what Felisa had said in front of her. This girl finally showed her firm side. In the past, Felisa always looked like "drawing away". She only did things because she felt that she should Doing it is more about conforming to the situation than from the heart, but now she wants to change the situation, from "should do it" to "want to do it", of course her mentality is different.

"Give her whatever she wants," Viscount Cliff said to Olivia, "In short, give her the greatest support."

Olivia nodded in response: "I understand."

Felisa, who got Viscount Cliff's consent, followed what she was going to do in her mind, and sorted out a clue from all the clues.

She went back to the wounded soldiers concentration camp to find a pharmacist, and asked if it was feasible to grow medicinal herbs.

"It's feasible, why isn't it feasible?" The pharmacist didn't even raise his eyelids, "Go ask my son, he specializes in growing medicine for me."

You must know that when he was asking for a living in Wangcheng, it was not like now that he can freely take medicinal materials from the concentration camp for wounded soldiers. All the medicinal materials used for research and out-of-home treatment are self-sufficient. The fields passed down from the ancestors are dedicated to growing medicinal materials.

"In other words, he is very good at planting medicine?" Felisa grasped the key point keenly, with joy on her face. It was really hard to find anywhere, and it took no effort. She just needed to understand this aspect people.

The pharmacist didn't stop talking: "Compared to other people, he should understand."

"It's enough to understand the basics. Where is your son now?" Felisa asked, and she wanted to talk to this person right now.

The pharmacist replied: "He is guarding the warehouse."

Keeping the warehouse is a good job in the eyes of many people. The job is small and stable, and the person who arranges the job is also attentive.

When Felisa found someone, the man was learning to write with his youngest son.

Seeing Felisa, the man immediately stood up from behind the table: "What medicine does Miss want? Do you have a handwritten note?"

"I'm not here to find medicine," Felisa looked at the man in front of her with a steady tone, "I'm here to find you."

The man was startled, and bowed down in trepidation: "I don't know why the lady is looking for a villain?"

"Tim, isn't it?" Felisa called out the man's name and made him straighten up to reply, "I heard from your father that you have a lot of experience in planting medicinal herbs?"

Tim didn't know why the noble lady suddenly became interested in planting medicinal materials, so he replied very cautiously: "I can't say I'm good at it, it's just a few pieces of land inherited from my ancestors. The villain just needs to be careful not to let the medicinal materials die."

"Then what kind of medicinal materials do you think Cliff City is suitable for planting?" Felisa asked, "It is best to use something that is commonly used, is easier to feed, and can be planted on a large scale."

"This..." Tim racked his brains for a while, "The climate of King City and Cliff City are different, and the soil quality is also different. Although I still left some seeds, I don't dare to say that they will be able to grow. .”

"Don't say such things to me," Felisa yelled softly, "Tell the truth."

Tim's words are true, every word is the truth, but it doesn't mean he's not fooling around, Tim has been growing medicinal herbs for so many years, even if Cliff City is not suitable for growing medicinal herbs that Wangcheng can grow, he must have other Opinions and insights, just keep silent for fear of getting into trouble.

Of course Felisa was not used to him.

"Miss, forgive me." Tim was about to kneel, "The villain dare not hide it."

"Father," the child who had been ignored by Felisa suddenly pulled his father back, "This sister is very familiar with His Highness Fred, I have met her before."

Felisa and Tim were both stunned at what she said. Felisa turned to look at the child, and finally remembered that when Ulysses imprisoned Nancy, the pharmacist brought his little grandson with him. This child, then he has indeed seen her, but Felisa didn't pay attention to this child and didn't have much impression.

"It's His Highness's person," Tim finally restrained his timidity, and replied with a serious face, "Reply miss, I have checked the account and inventory of the warehouse these days, among which there are white and blue eggplants purchased in large quantities. , Mimixiye...a total of 27 kinds of medicinal materials, but these have already been planted by medicinal farmers, and the number of planted is saturated."

"Saturation?" Felisa disapproved. "The reason why you feel saturated is because there is only one pharmacist. What if there are more pharmacists?"

When Tim heard this, his face changed suddenly: "You want my father to hand over his family medical skills?"

Seeing him so angry, Felisa frowned: "You don't want to?"

"Of course, it's been passed down from generation to generation in my family..."

"Have you seen how many seriously wounded soldiers there are?" Felisa interrupted Tim.

Tim paused, and replied reluctantly: "I have seen it."

"The situation in the barracks is even worse. Many soldiers died without waiting for medical treatment. Those who can be sent to the wounded camp are at least able to survive. Even so, the manpower is still stretched. I know what you are thinking, but I can't just Considering your family, do you understand?"

Tim sneered and said: "So what the nobles want, we have to obediently give it with both hands?"

"The concentration camp for wounded soldiers will be turned into a medical school. My plan is for your father to be the dean. This is recognized by Viscount Cliff. What do you think this means?"

Tim didn't really understand it very well, but he intuitively realized that this was a good thing, but he didn't understand what the good was, and suddenly fell into a daze and tangled up.

(End of this chapter)