The surface is quite dry.
He pinched a grain of rice, peeled off the husk with his fingers, and checked the moisture inside.
Almost there, Li Yu nodded slightly.
Then he put the grain into his mouth and started chewing.
New rice is just great, it has a faint fragrance when eaten.
In the greenhouse, he found An Ya and Xiao Shi, who were fertilizing the freshly harvested land.
"Director Li."
"Director Li."
.....
A few people immediately saw Li Yu walking in from outside the greenhouse and greeted him.
"Hmm, An Ya, I have something to ask you," Li Yu said.
"Hmm? Director Li, please go ahead," An Ya, who seemed to have gotten fairer recently, perhaps from staying in the greenhouse and not being out in the sun as much, replied.
"When is the next crop season expected to start?" Li Yu asked.
