Unpolluted seeds

Su Yinhe chuckled.

"Take it home and have a look. It's good stuff, you'll like it."

Lin Musen examined the cloth bag over and over, feeling that her words weren't right.

What he liked was grain. He liked food.

He liked plenty of grain.

How much could such a small cloth bag hold, a handful of rice?

A handful of rice was no different from not giving anything at all.

Well.

There was a little difference.

Sigh.

At least something was given.

Lin Musen took the cloth bag and muttered to himself as he walked away.

That evening, Su Yinhe, Chi Yan, and Lin Murong, the three people gathered together to decide on the next base to visit.

"Yinhe, what did you give to Lin Musen?" What did that little cloth bag contain that made you so sure Lin Musen would like it?

"Seeds."

Chi Yan answered first.

"Am I right?" Chi Yan looked at her.

Su Yinhe smiled and nodded. "Yes, some seeds."