Wang Qingyue simply wanted to go out with Chen Yang.
Chen Yang naturally had no reason to refuse, so he agreed with a smile.
So the two stood up to settle the bill and drove to the west side of the county town.
Following Wang Qingyue's directions, they arrived at the so-called medicinal herb market.
The medicinal herb market sounded like some sort of large supermarket.
In fact, it was just a large shed set up as a temporary trading venue.
Inside were some herb vendors or doctors wearing white coats; it wasn't a very formal place.
Although the place was ordinary, there was quite a crowd, bustling with activity.
At a glance, there were conservatively estimated to be over a thousand people milling around, a mix of buyers and sellers of herbs.
"The medicinal herb market opened by the county attracts many competent herb vendors; you might see some good herbs,"
Wang Qingyue said with a smile.
