Rice Blossoms

Qi Shuang casually beckoned one of the administrators over and instructed him in a low voice, "Go find a device that can enlarge the field of view and project it for playback, like a movie."

He had no idea whether this world had anything like a projector, so he could only describe its function and have them find something similar.

"Yes!"

The administrator acknowledged him and withdrew.

About ten minutes later, he returned carrying a machine.

"Can you enlarge this and show it to them?" Qi Shuang asked, pointing at the grain on the pale green rice panicle.

The administrator set down the machine and nodded. "It shouldn't be a problem!"

"Good. I'll leave the projection to you!" Qi Shuang instructed him, then plucked a grain of rice from the pale green panicle.

"You should all recognize this. This is the grain harvested after rice matures!" He held the grain between both hands as he spoke to the old farmers.

The many old farmers nodded without objecting.

The grain was too small, and with the crowd packed tightly together, their eyesight was not very good either. They could not make out what the adult was holding between his fingers, but they had clearly seen him pluck it from the rice panicle.

Thus, they could barely confirm that it was probably an immature grain of rice.

Qi Shuang continued, "I told you before that rice flowers as well. This immature grain of rice is actually the flower of the rice plant."

At that, the old farmers immediately grew excited.

"What?"

"That's the flower of the rice plant? How is that possible?"

It was no wonder they were so shocked. The flowers of rice were small enough to begin with, and they had neither brilliant petals nor alluring fragrance. They were