On a certain day in early November, Lin Wanwan was holding Xiao Yu'er and sat under a gazebo set up by the field. She looked at the people busy working in the field, looking like a noble ruler.
The autumn wind was blowing. It was the harvest season!
Today was a big day for Lin Wanwan! She wanted to see for herself how much the seeds she had planted in the great Tang would yield.
As time passed, more and more paddies were cut down.
The people in the fields were barefoot, and their sleeves were rolled up. They were working very hard with their sickles. It wasn't just because Lin Wanwan was paying them a high salary, but mainly because they were all members of the Lin clan. When they saw the abundant crops, their hearts burned with passion!
Even though they had not weighed it on a scale, their eyes were already telling them that the yield far exceeded their imagination.
