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Chapter 332 Preparations for planting medicinal materials

Olivia looked at Felissa who was talking eloquently: "I can support you in whatever you want to do, provided that what you do can bring benefits to Cliff City."

This is the truth and a reminder.

"Then let's do it one by one," Felissa thought for a while, but she didn't dare to take too big a step. "Let's start with the arrangements for the retired and wounded soldiers. I will report it to His Excellency the Viscount.

Then I went back and asked the pharmacist what commonly used medicinal materials were available, and also asked him if there was any way to grow them."

"Go." Olivia said softly.

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

"Did mother agree to do it?" Olivia asked, and before Viscount Cliff could answer, she said with a smile, "Felissa seems to have suddenly woken up today."

"It's rare for her to want to do something," Viscount Cliff said calmly, "Even for the sake of her mother, I have to let her go and do it, not to mention what she wants to do, if it is really beneficial.

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"Yes," Olivia smiled and nodded in agreement, "Actually, the Cliff family had also thought about what she wanted to do, but the resistance from all aspects was too great, and nothing could be done in the end. If she could succeed,

, that’s also a very good thing.”

Viscount Cliff thought about what Felissa said in front of her. This girl finally showed her firm side. In the past, Felissa always looked "detached". She did things just because she felt she should do it.

Doing it is more to comply with the situation than from the heart, but now she wants to change the situation, from "should do it" to "want to do it", the mentality is of course different.

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

Olivia nodded in agreement: "I understand."

After receiving Viscount Cliff's consent, Felissa organized what she wanted to do in her mind and sorted out a clue from all the clues.

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

"It's feasible. Why isn't it feasible?" The pharmacist didn't even raise his eyebrows. "Go and ask my son. He specially helps me plant medicine."

You must know that when he was making a living in the royal city, it was not like now that he could freely use the medicinal materials from the wounded soldiers concentration camp. All the medicines used for research and out-of-field diagnosis and treatment were self-sufficient. It was too expensive to buy them. It was easier to grow them himself. He had a few dollars.

The fields passed down from ancestors are dedicated to growing medicinal materials.

"That is to say, he is very good at growing medicines?" Felissa grasped the key points keenly, and joy appeared on her face. She really couldn't find anything after running through iron shoes, and it took no effort. She just needed to know this aspect.

people.

The pharmacist did not say anything: "Compared to others, he should be fairly understanding."

"It's enough to know the basics. Where is your son now?" Felissa asked. She wanted to talk to this person now.

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

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

When Felissa found the man, the man was taking his young son to learn to write.

Seeing Felissa, the man immediately stood up from behind the table: "What medicine do you want, Miss? Is there a handwriting for it?"

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

The man was startled and bent down in fear: "I wonder what the young lady has to do with the villain?"

"Tim, right?" Felissa called out the man's name and asked him to straighten up and reply, "I heard from your father that you have great experience in growing medicinal herbs?"

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

"Then what kind of medicinal materials do you think are suitable for planting in Cliff City?" Felicia asked, "It is best to use commonly used medicinal materials, which are easier to maintain and can be grown on a large scale."

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

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"Don't say such things to me," Felissa shouted softly, "Tell the truth."

Tim's words are true, and every word is the truth, but this does not mean that he is not fooling around. Tim has been growing medicinal materials for so many years. Even if Cliff City is not suitable for growing medicinal materials that can be grown in Wangcheng, he must have other medicinal materials.

Opinions and opinions are just kept silent for fear of getting into trouble.

Of course Felissa was not used to this problem of his.

"Miss, forgive me," Tim was about to kneel down, "I don't dare to hide it."

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

Felissa and Tim were both stunned by what he said. Felissa turned around to look at the child. She finally remembered that when Ulysses imprisoned Nancy, the pharmacist brought his grandson with him.

He had indeed seen this child, but Felissa didn't pay much attention to the child and didn't have much impression of her.

"He belongs to His Highness," Tim finally restrained his pretense of timidity and replied with a serious face, "Miss, I have checked the warehouse's accounts and inventory these days, and I have purchased a large amount of white and blue eggplants.

, Mimi leaves...there are twenty-seven kinds of medicinal materials in total, but these are already being grown by medicinal farmers, and the quantity grown is saturated."

"Saturated?" Felissa disagreed, "The reason why you feel saturated is because there is only one pharmacist. What if there are more pharmacists?"

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

Seeing how angry he was, Felissa frowned: "You don't want to?"

"Of course, that is passed down from generation to generation in my family..."

"Have you seen how many seriously injured soldiers there are in front of you?" Felissa interrupted Tim.

Tim paused and replied reluctantly: "I've seen it."

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

Considering your family, do you understand?"

Tim sneered: "So whatever the nobles want, we have to give it to them with both hands?"

"The concentration camp for wounded soldiers will be converted 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 actually understand it very well, but he intuitively realized that this was a good thing, but he didn't understand why it was good, and he suddenly fell into confusion and confusion.

(End of chapter)