Chapter 44 Golden Fields and Number Six
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After finishing her work, Rosalie asked Leon to take her deep into the forest. She urgently needed to find rice. Corn filled the stomach, but it did not keep people full for long. Rice did. If they could grow rice on a large scale, no one would go hungry during the next Chillwave.
This was one of the rare times Rosalie demanded Leon take his beast form. She sat on the back of a black panther, gripping the soft fur at his neck.
The forest rushed past them. As they moved, Rosalie scanned the land using her system’s detection mode.
She guided Leon toward damp ground. Time passed, but they still did not see a single rice plant.
Just as Rosalie began to think they would go home empty-handed, something golden caught her eye in the distance. Tall stalks swayed gently in the wind.
Rosalie slapped the panther’s back in excitement and pointed ahead. “Leon, over there!”
They reached the field within a few seconds. Rosalie jumped down and stared as if she were looking at pure gold.
She picked a grain, peeled off the outer shell, and revealed the white rice inside.
Her heart soared. The field stretched far into the distance, with no end in sight.
The grains were plump and large, almost three times the size of normal rice.
The only question was how long it would take to grow again after harvest.
There was too much to carry, so Rosalie filled only two baskets. She memorized the location and planned to return later.
Back home, Rosalie found a huge stone and asked Leon to shape it like a stone mill she remembered.
Leon lifted a hammer. His muscles tensed as he struck, carving the stone into shape and drilling a hole in the center for the grain.
He placed a wooden base underneath and carved it to fit perfectly. Put together, it looked just like a modern stone mill.
Next, Rosalie asked Leon to hollow out another large stone. This would be used to pound the rice.
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Chapter 44 Golden Fields and Number Six
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She knocked the grains off the stalks and poured them into the stone container. Holding a wooden pestle, she pounded hard.
This step was to remove the tough outer husk.
Her arms soon grew sore. Cameron stepped forward and offered, “Matriarch, let me take over.”
Rosalie was about to hand him the pestle when a sound rang out from the system.
“Ding! Strength +1.”
She checked her attribute panel. Her strength had really increased.
She hadn’t expected pounding rice to raise her strength. Rosalie shook her head and refused Cameron’s help, working even harder.
To keep her arms balanced, she switched between left and right hands.
By the time all the husks were gone and clean white rice appeared, Rosalie was drenched in
sweat.
Only then did she truly understand how hard every grain was earned.
She called Cameron over and asked him to sort the rice. Rosalie headed to the river to wash up.
She stepped into the icy water and let the cold soothe her aching muscles.
After soaking for a while, she climbed back onto the bank.
The grass nearby rustled.
Rosalie instantly became alert, her gaze snapping toward the source of the noise. With a quick flick of her wrist, a dagger slid into her hand.
Water dripped from her body as she moved forward, splashing dirt aside.
She parted the grass and froze. A small white kitten sat there, its tail broken and short.
Rosalie’s eyes lit
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