Chapter 60 A Smart Man Does Not Suffer in Front of His Eyes_1

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The clouds of dust and smoke had dissipated, leaving a thick layer of powdery plant ash covering the ground.

Five sturdy oxen pulled the iron ploughs, etching furrows into the fallow land.

Nearly a hundred villagers followed with tools in hand, breaking apart the clods of overturned earth and burying the ash on the surface into the soil.

The expanse of wasteland was vast, at least fifty or sixty acres in size; it took the group of nearly a hundred people a full day to completely turn over the soil.

Next, they had to wait for a heavy rain to thoroughly soak the earth before seeding could begin.

After coordinating with Chestor Ware, Greg Jensen made a call to Boss Liu and asked him to drive to Chestor's company to pick up the seeds.

It was as if Boss Liu had returned to his younger years, brimming with energy, running around tirelessly all day long.

He even set aside his newly found mistress, devoting himself entirely to the work of cultivating medicinal herbs.