The situation at the base gradually stabilized, but Evelyn Ford had no time for idle strolls. She'd been busy harvesting wheat these past few days. Once this crop was in, she planned to have everyone plant another batch of medicinal herbs.
Even with a combine harvester, the work wasn't easy. The wheat awns would get inside your clothes and prick your skin, making you uncomfortable all over.
Ronan Kendrick hadn't needed to go out on supply runs recently. When he wasn't harvesting wheat, he was in their cabin, cutting jade and carving it into various pieces of jewelry. Evelyn Ford had already received ten gifts he'd carved by hand.
Rhys Chase was true to his word, sending over several deliveries of jade and gold ore during this time.
Her space could no longer absorb gold ore, so Evelyn Ford planned to refine it. 'It might come in handy later,' she thought. 'Gold has been a universal currency throughout history, its value only ever increasing.'
