Chapter 163 - 156: No Pain, No Gain
Putting away the sword sheath, Han Qiwu briefly explored the fiftieth floor. Finding nothing of interest, he took the cable car and left the mine.
Even though he really wanted to go home and rest, with Dragon Heads-Raising Day tomorrow, he decided to sell the gemstones he had tonight to see how much money he could save for the festival.
Han Qiwu looked up at the sky. The sunset was a deep red. He couldn’t help but feel the strong breath of spring in the air. If it were winter, it would already be completely dark by now.
Passing by the wheat field from the Lantern Festival, Han Qiwu noticed four or five wooden poles stuck into the ground and some elderly folks sweeping the ground briskly with large brooms.
Curious, Han Qiwu rode his bike closer and shouted, "Auntie, mind telling me what you’re all doing here?"
"Preparing for an evening party, you’ll see tomorrow! No rush." The auntie replied with a hearty laugh.
"Want me to help sweep?" Seeing that there were still dusty areas around the wheat field, Han Qiwu got off his bike, ready to lend a hand as it was getting dark.
"No need, no need, we’re almost done. Your hands aren’t for manual labor. Go home and have your dinner." The auntie said in her down-to-earth manner, straightening up and waving him off.
Not insisting, Han Qiwu picked up a large broom nearby and began sweeping slowly.
When sweeping the wheat field, one can’t go too fast; sweeping too quickly kicks up too much dust—both choking and counterproductive.