Laurel smiled faintly at Izzy's words, though she did not let the praise linger too long in her mind because the harvest was only the first step and there was still much work that needed to be done before the food could safely reach the storage houses.
"Don't celebrate yet," she said calmly while dusting the soil from her hands. "Harvesting is the easy part. If we leave them piled up here too long, half of it will rot before sunset."
The farmers who stood nearby heard her words and immediately began moving again. Several men carried baskets filled with cabbage, lettuce, radish, carrots, and tomatoes toward the narrow stream that ran beside the fields, while others gathered potatoes, onions, and corn that still needed to be sorted from the soil before storage.
