Tiantian and Jin Han found a place shielded from the wind to set up their little wooden hut. Carrying bamboo baskets on their backs, they began to snap corn in the cornfield.
The corn had turned yellow, ripe and ready; they could take it home to dry directly for threshing. The thought that they could finally get rid of the days of relying solely on hunting for their livelihood made her exclaim, "The rise of our Nandi Clan is coming! Grain fruit, wheat, corn, soybeans, sweet potatoes, potatoes, and other miscellaneous grains—goodness, we are on the path to prosperity! With food and the technology to smelt metals, who could be stronger than us?"
"It's all thanks to your blessing, isn't it? Come on, you take a break, and I'll do the work. Or you can cook instead."
