Returning to the territory, the golden rice fields had disappeared, replaced by three piles of straw stacked to the side.
Everyone was busy, and the territory was bustling with activity.
*Yes, bustling like a fire that had already been ignited.*
Nong Si spread a thin layer of straw over the rice fields, working on burning the field ridges once over.
By the time Bai Yi saw it, half of the rice field was already covered in black ash.
"Master, you're back!"
Nong Si, who was patrolling the edge of the rice field, always keeping an eye on the fire, was the first to spot Bai Yi's return.
Bai Yi had heard of this way of burning straw before. It was partly to burn away the hard-to-handle roots and also to provide a dose of ash as fertilizer for the fields.
This farming method had a long history, but it was later forcibly replaced in the name of environmental protection.
Although Bai Yi didn't think much of the fertilizing power, this way of handling roots was indeed convenient.
