"Xifeng, tell me honestly... Did you experience a lot of failures when you first started concocting elixirs?" Tian Yun asked, her curiosity finally getting the better of her as she leaned in closer.
"Of course." Bai Xifeng answered immediately, a nostalgic expression surfacing in her eyes as she looked off into the distance. "I still remember my very first attempts clearly. Back then, I wasted an enormous mountain of herbs. Honestly, I think I cried almost every single day during that initial period."
"You cried because you were frustrated by the failed concoctions?" Jia Xiaobo asked sympathetically, assuming that the repeated failures had dealt a devastating blow to Bai Xifeng's confidence as a budding pharmacist.
"No." Bai Xifeng shook her head with a solemn, almost heartbroken expression. "I did not cry because the concoctions failed. I cried because I had to spend more money to buy another batch of herbs. At that time, I barely had any money to begin with."
