Vast fields of sunflowers stand tall on the land, chasing the sun. Each flower head is large and tightly packed, revealing the individual seeds on it.
The cotton plants opposite the sunflowers grew equally lushly, covered with cotton bolls, a small portion of which had already burst open and produced cotton.
The sight of the cotton bolls, as white as clouds, filled Sang Ning with excitement and emotion.
"Yes, this is cotton."
"Is it really cotton?"
Philodia couldn't believe it. Were they too lucky? It was as if whatever they wanted would appear.
This luck is simply incredible.
"It really is cotton."
Sang Ning affirmed, and Philoya and the others were immediately delighted.
"Isn't this the old saying from our ancestors, 'You can search high and low without finding it, but then it comes to you effortlessly'?" Monet exclaimed excitedly.
Sang Ning shook her head, "No, after all, we don't know the exact location of the cotton yet."
As she spoke, she asked the audience of Fimmonloa, "Hello, could you tell us where this cotton is?"
Is this the planet we're currently on?
Audience, [This is your planet, but it's very difficult for you to obtain cotton.]
Why?
Mu Tao asked, "Is there something wrong with this cotton?"
There's a big problem.
A viewer posted a topographical map as a response.
Simultaneously, the barrage of comments appeared—
I discovered the cotton field in the livestream of contestants number 311, the brother and sister duo Wan Senyan and Wan Miaomiao. These two unlucky souls were dropped into the desert and only managed to survive and emerge from the desert to this cotton field a couple of days ago after overcoming countless hardships.
The distance between where the Wan siblings are currently located and where you are is ridiculously far.
[If you don't believe me, you can check it yourself.]
Sang Ning and the others believed it, but they were not giving up. So, Emmanuel directly entered the live stream number of the Wan siblings to find their coordinates, and then used the coordinates of the Wan siblings and their current location to draw a route map.
Then, Sang Ning and the others looked at the distance between the two sides and fell silent.
A distance of over 9,000 kilometers, without any transportation and relying solely on one's own two feet, would take at least one or two years to reach.
The world fell silent.
Sang Ning was utterly dejected. The cotton had indeed appeared, but the distance between them truly made her feel powerless.
"Ningning, are you alright?!"
Seeing her like this, Monet said with some concern.
Emmanuel and the others looked at her with concern in their eyes.
Sang Ning smiled and said, "It's alright, it's just a pity that it's too far away. Let's look for something else."
Going to the Wan siblings' place is unrealistic; we have to find someone else.
However, there was no cotton nearby. They searched for five days in a row, entering the forest and walking through plains and hilly areas, but still could not find any cotton.
They did find rice and potatoes.
The golden rice paddies stretched as far as the eye could see, rivaling even the wheat fields of yesteryear. Though both were wild rice, their quality was in no way inferior to that of cultivated varieties.
Peel off the outer shell, and the rice grains inside are plump. Put one in your mouth and taste it, and the rich aroma of the grain will immediately fill your mouth.
It's already amazing when eaten raw, imagine how delicious it would be steamed...
Slurp (￣ii￣;)
I can't even think about it, because just thinking about it makes my mouth water.
Sang Ning grew up eating rice, and while she does eat noodles occasionally, her favorite staple food is still rice.
The main problem is that she gets full quickly from eating noodles, but she also gets hungry quickly, just like her second senior brother. He gets full quickly from eating rice, but he can stay full for a long time from eating noodles.
She was incredibly excited that she finally had rice.
Monet and the others didn't notice her excitement. The group was staring at the rice, getting more and more confused, and increasingly convinced that it wasn't wheat.
Although they look alike, there are still some differences.
So the question is, if this thing isn't wheat, then what is it?
"This is rice."
As if sensing their doubts, Sang Ning explained, "It's also a type of staple food, and there are many ways to eat it. Why don't we try some today?"
"Do we need to peel it?"
Upon hearing this, Louis immediately looked at her warily. "Let me tell you, I don't have any tools on hand right now, so I can't make you a small shelling tool."
"We can only peel them by hand. With the amount of food we have, we probably won't be able to peel many even if we peel until our fingers are worn out."
"If you really want to eat rice, my suggestion is that we harvest these rice plants and take them back to husk them with a hulling machine, which would be more convenient."
Worried that she might be unwilling, Louis added, "There's plenty of clothing, enough for all of us to eat our fill."
Emmanuel nodded. "I agree with Louis's approach."
The implication was that he didn't want to husk rice here.
Sang Ning looked at the crowd and received the answer that they all sided with Louis.
When the minority had to submit to the majority, Sang Ning decisively said, "Then cut it off and take it back."
So, the group worked together to harvest the rice.
However, there was too much rice, and in the end, they only brought back about two thousand catties of rice.
This is the weight of the rice after removing the straw; the weight would be much more if the straw were included.
In order to bring the harvested rice back, Sang Ning made a carrying pole. However, she had never used a carrying pole before, although she had seen them before. Although she eventually made the carrying pole, she did not know how to use it.
Emmanuel and his companions were quick learners. After a few attempts, they learned how to carry the loads with ease and stability, but the loads on the poles were not heavy enough to carry much.
Therefore, they abandoned the carrying pole.
Several men chose to carry the bundled rice back.
The potatoes were carried back by Sang Ning and the other two women in baskets and carrying baskets.
Each person carries two baskets, one hanging in front of their chest and the other on their back, and one basket in each hand.
The three of them worked together and brought back about 400 kilograms of potatoes.
After traveling for several days, carrying heavy loads, the group was exhausted when they finally returned to the dusty stone house.
The main fatigue was physical. In order to find cotton and hemp, and to save time, they camped in the wild for the past few days. They brought seasonings but not cooking utensils, so they ate whatever they could find on the spot.
The food wasn't bad; there was meat and fruit every day, but no staple food.
Those who ate it, well, they didn't find it so appealing.
So, after resting, the group looked at Sang Ning expectantly and asked if they could have a proper meal.
"Can."
Sang Ning nodded, "But you have to get me some rice first, I want to eat rice."
"No problem, I'll get it done for you right now."
As they spoke, Louis and the others got to work.
Meanwhile, Sang Ning, along with Mo Nai Nai and Fei Meng Luo Ya, prepared the ingredients.
Potatoes, like yams, sweet potatoes, and corn, can all be used as a staple food.
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