Atypical Logs of an Adventurer

Rice in Byeot County The farmers speak of this time as a rare and precious season, one that graces the land but a few times each year. They emphasize the need for bountiful rains and diligent care, for only then can the harvest be plentiful. Sometimes, they even offer prayers with a bowl of water, beseeching the heavens for favor... Their customs intrigued me, and I resolved to partake in their ways. To my amazement, they handed me a crescent-shaped tool and instructed me to harvest the rice here. I diligently harvested all the rice. Yet, their faces darkened with fury. It turns out I had cut off all the edible parts and returned with naught but the husks...