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Kuang Ning sat atop the giant bear and pointed, "This is the kind of grass you wanted."

Jian Mo had already seen it; this grass was completely different from what he had imagined—it looked like an ordinary, unremarkable weed.

The tops of the withered grass had only single spikes, like strings of tiny sesame seeds, looking rather frail.

He climbed off the giant wolf and gestured with his hand, only to find that the tassel was shorter than his palm.

This left him with very mixed feelings.

He had seen weeds in the fields when he was a child, and the seeds of those weeds were thicker and longer than these ears of grass.

No wonder the Qin Sea Tribe didn't care and let him harvest whatever he wanted. With so few seeds, even if they worked themselves to the bone, they couldn't gather enough food.

Kuang Ning noticed Jian Mo's disappointment and asked him, "Do you still want it?"

Jian Mo snapped out of her reverie and nodded, "Yes. We've come all this way, we should at least bring something back with us."

Kuang Ning laughed heartily, "I love your personality. I also think that since we're already here, we should at least take some back with us. Actually, don't let the small size of these ears of grain fool you, they're actually quite plump."

Jian Mo reached out and stroked it. The grains on the ear of grain were indeed quite plump and very dry. They were as hard as small stones when squeezed and were difficult to remove from the ear of grain.

Kuang Ning asked, "How do you plan to collect it?"

Jian Mo looked at the large patch of grass. "Just cut it down and take it back, I'll process it later."

Kuang Ning: "That works too. Just harvesting the ears of grain? We'll harvest them together."

Jian Mo had a somewhat fixed mindset; she originally thought that the whole stalk of grass had to be cut down like harvesting rice.

Upon hearing Kuang Ning's question, he immediately realized that the grass wasn't real rice; he could just cut the ears of rice, and cutting grass would only take up space.

There's grass all around, so everyone just needs to find a direction and start cutting.

Jian Mo slowly cut the ears of grain with her newly forged dagger.

The ears of grain may look small, but they add up little by little, and as you harvest them, the basket will be half full.

In the end, it takes them a long time to dig up various tubers in the wild, especially when they encounter hard and difficult soil. They may spend half a day digging and still not find any large tubers at the bottom.

Thinking this way, Jian Mo found the withered grass more pleasing to the eye again.

Wild millet, so what if it's a little small? That's perfectly normal.

After a day of cutting grass, they were covered in the scent of grass.

It was too difficult to pack these ears of grain into baskets, so they transferred them into cloth bags.

On the last day, the cut grass filled nine cloth bags.

He hugged the cloth bags; the bags filled with grass weighed at least 60 or 70 jin (30-35 kg), and the nine bags weighed 500 or 600 jin (250-300 kg).

Jian Mo rubbed her aching wrists. "You guys are really good at this."

Kuang Ning: "There are four adults here, and we've been working for so long, it's perfectly normal. Are you coming back to harvest tomorrow? There's a small patch on the other side of the mountain; I reckon we can harvest about two bags."

Jian Mo thought for a moment and said, "Never mind, this is enough for us to eat. Let's save some."

This is Qin Sea Tribe's territory, after all. Although Qin Sea Tribe doesn't care about these little ears of grass at all, finding them too troublesome, these two outsiders cutting down all the Flour Grass will probably annoy them.

They should probably quit while they're ahead.

Kuang Ning: "Sure, if you like it, I'll keep an eye out for it for you later. I only know of this mountain, but this kind of grass probably grows in other places too."

Jian Mo nodded and smiled, "Then I'll say thank you first."

Kuang Ning waved his hand dismissively. "You're welcome."

The nine bags of grain were carried back to the Qin Sea Tribe by a giant wolf and a giant bear.

They all have a strong carrying capacity. Dividing the nine bags of grain into two portions is nothing to them. Even with their partners on their backs, they can easily carry them back to the tribe.

Once they reached the makeshift cave, Jian Mo looked at the bags halfway up the cave and couldn't help but exclaim, "This is the joy of a bountiful harvest!"

Wu Jiong: "There are quite a lot indeed."

Jian Mo touched the bag with appreciation. "When we get back, I'm going to plant some of them, just enough for two bags."

Wu Jiong had no objection. "I'll go with you."

That night, Jian Mo slept in the cave where she was temporarily staying, lying on the soft belly of the giant wolf, smelling the fragrance of Flour Grass, and quickly fell asleep.

He also had a dream in which he gradually improved the Flour Grass, and the ears of Flour Grass that grew were big and long. They harvested a lot of ears of flour from one plot of land, and the family had more flour than they could eat.

When he woke up the next day, he was still reminiscing about the scene in his dream and thought that it was indeed time to put the cultivation of Flour Grass on the agenda.

Hybridization and fertilization breeding—he studied biology for six years, and although he's certainly not as good as the experts, cultivating better Flour Grass shouldn't be a problem.

Thinking of this, Jian Mo said to Wu Jiong with great enthusiasm, "Let's tell Chief Shu Guang and Kuang Ning today that we're going back. It's been quite a few days since we've been back to the tribe, and I'm starting to miss it."

Wu Jiong: "I'll talk to Shu Guang, and you talk to Kuang Ning. It'll be faster if we talk separately."

Jian Mo: "Okay, I'll take some honey to Kuang Ning. We've troubled them too much this time, should I give them a gift?"

Wu Jiong: "Okay."

Jian Mo didn't have many honey blocks, so she took a small bag to find Kuang Ning.

Kuang Ning was overjoyed to see the honey cubes, his ears even turning back into round bear ears. "My God, honey cubes! You guys actually have honey cubes!"

Jian Mo smiled and said, "Yes, there is. If you like, I'll bring you some more next time."

"I love it!!!" Kuang Ning rushed over and hugged Jian Mo, nuzzling his head against his, his eyes wide and bright. "I love it so much, Jin Ping loves it too, thank you both!"

Jian Mo felt a ticklish sensation as his thick ear brushed against her. "I'm glad you like it, don't be shy. We'll head back now, see you next time."

Kuang Ning: "Alright! Speaking of which, do you really not need our help to carry some of the ears of grain back?"

Jian Mo: "I don't think so, thank you. If you really need it, I'll just let you know."