Chapter 451

The people of the tribe were not idle. Some were diverting water to irrigate peanuts, while some were pulling out peanuts. A few of them were tending to the fields too. Outside the peanut fields was a makeshift rain shelter made of leaves, under which several groups of people were facing each other and talking about something. Though Ryan didn't know what they were saying, he could guess that these were aboriginal people from various tribes coming to exchange peanuts with them. Ryan noticed one of the aboriginal tribes carrying small baskets in front of them filled with yellowish-tan stalks. Upon seeing them, Ryan's heart raced. He tried his best to contain his excitement. "Ms. West, Sherry, look under the rain shelter. What's that in the baskets those aboriginal people are carrying in front of them?" The two women looked in the direction he indicated. Sherry's eyes widened with immense excitement. She was about to shout but suddenly remembered that they were in the territory o