On the Jin City Plain, July brought scorching heat.
Golden waves of rice rolled under the fierce sun, heavy ears bending the stalks, while the fresh fragrance of grain filled the air. Standing on a field ridge, Xia Huai'an had his trouser legs rolled up and caked in mud, his face beneath his straw hat sunburned a deep red. Gazing at the boundless paddy fields before him, he took a deep breath, turned, and shouted to the Huaxia leadership assembled behind him:
"Comrades, the early rice is almost ripe, and the Double Harvesting and Planting are about to begin!"
Chapter 219