A group of people headed for Nameless Mountain in a lively procession, chatting and laughing, drawing quite a crowd of villagers to watch.
About half an hour later, each person carried a small bamboo basket on their back, filled with lush and robust seedlings.
"Hey, hey, hey, look, they're coming." Someone in the village shouted out, and everyone craned their necks to see a group of people approaching from a distance, talking and laughing. It was only when they got closer that the villagers noticed each person was carrying a bamboo basket on their back containing rice seedlings. The seedlings had sharp and erect leaves, thick and healthy stems; each and every one of them was so, making the villagers green with envy. These were all top-quality seedlings. If the harvest turned out well, it would surely be better than previous years.
