Three months passed in the blink of an eye, and it was harvest time again.
Inside the bamboo house, it was filled with cloth bags full of Spirit Grain, and the faint fragrance of Yellow Sprout Rice lingered in the room.
The tables and chairs had nowhere to be placed and were thrown into the corner of the small courtyard by Ji An, leaving only a Pudun in the room besides the bed.
Ten acres of Spirit Field yielded about 3500 pounds of Spirit Rice; after deducting 1000 pounds to pay the field rent and for personal consumption, the rest were all sold.
In the small courtyard, two Spirit Fruit Trees were three feet high, and the forty-two Fire Cloud Ginseng plants, which had grown to calf-height, occupied the entire courtyard with the fruit trees as their center.
The leaves of the Fire Cloud Ginseng were palm-shaped compound leaves, consisting of five leaflets, dark green in color, and with dark red veins.
