Chapter 178

Cai Quanwu and the temporary workers he hired used traditional manual methods to thresh, canning bag after bag of golden rice—no, after threshing, it's called rice!

"Ping'an, this is the first time in my life I've seen golden rice."

"It's too incredible!"

Cai Quanwu sighed once again.

He couldn't even count how many hundreds of times he had sighed.

Threshing was completed.

Wan Ping'an took Cai Quanwu and the others, each carrying a bag of rice, back to the courtyard house.

Just as they returned to the courtyard gate, they ran into the gate-keeping Third Aunt.

"Ping'an, what are you carrying?"

Third Aunt was very curious, guessing it might be grain.

Usually, when people in the courtyard bought grain, it was in small bags, sometimes a few catties, a dozen catties, at most a few dozen catties.

Wan Ping'an and the others, however, were each carrying a large burlap sack, and every bag was full.

Could she not be surprised?

"Rice!"

Wan Ping'an answered casually.

"You're all carrying rice?"

"Each bag is over a hundred catties, seven people, that's over a thousand catties, right?"

Third Aunt opened her mouth wide.

She was shocked.

The aunts and young wives who were chatting with her were also shocked!

So much rice?