[He is the son of two healers. He has an eye for herbs! At the mention of Huang Qi, he narrows his focus, biting his lip as he combs around the surrounding area.]

Depending on the variety, it might be time for some early blooms.

[Brushing away some debris, he kneels down and sighs.]

Poor thing. We might need to replant you.

[There is an astragalus before him, but it needs care.]

What can we use for a pot?