"The oil cabbage bears 'Long Horn Fruit', its seeds can number in the dozens, but it bears 'Short Horn Fruit', with only a mere few seeds. Do you know of this grass?"
As soon as An Jing finished speaking, the dye workshop owner said, "Princess, are you talking about 'Blue Grass'?"
"Blue Grass?" An Jingxin's heart leapt with joy, and she exchanged a glance with Xiao Changyi. Perhaps Songlan really was this 'Blue Grass'.
"Judging by your description, Princess, it should be 'Blue Grass'. Our dye workshop also uses this to extract the blue dye for fabrics; I'm fairly familiar with it."
An Jing became even happier, and her clasped hand with Xiao Changyi tightened with excitement as she immediately asked, "Then does your workshop have any roots of this 'Blue Grass'?"
