Chapter 94: Departure
Summer gave way to autumn.
At Jade Cliff, the thirteen acres of spirit fields bore full and heavy rice panicles, nearly touching the ground, revealing evenly distributed spirit grains within.
Fang Xi, wielding a sickle, began harvesting.
The growth of these Scarlet Blood Spirit Rice plants matched his estimations closely, yielding approximately three hundred pounds of spirit rice per acre.
During this time, Old Daoist Xiu Mu persistently visited with a shameless grin, attempting to introduce Fang Xi to some of his own spirit farmers. However, Fang Xi consistently declined his offers.
Then Wei Yixin arrived, boasting about her recent bountiful expedition outside, and even invited Fang Xi to join her on future island adventures.
Naturally, Fang Xi rolled his eyes and once again refused.
By now, his relationships with both families had significantly grown distant, precisely as he desired.
Within the four-sided courtyard house, Fang Xi had specifically constructed a granary. After storing the last sack of spirit rice, he let out a long sigh.