Early in the morning, Tang Wanwan went to inspect the results of her hard work from some time ago. While the fields of others had just begun to show faint patches of green, on Tang Wanwan's Xiaoxi Mountain, plot after plot of mature crops bowed under the weight of their sturdy fruits.
Seeing row upon row of sugarcane as tall as half a house and as thick as a child's arm swaying in the wind, Tang Wanwan seemed to see bags of golden, gem-like sugar being harvested. The Green Liquid indeed was a good thing; it not only accelerated the growth of crops but also infused them with a hint of spiritual energy.
