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... of cooking, while the others handled the harvest, drying and weighing. They quickly aired the crops before taking them back to the base to dry, since the boss was waiting for the food.

The sorghum and corn had ripened, black oats, soybeans, mung beans, and purple clover had all matured. The soybean yield wasn’t much; each acre only produced a little over three hundred pounds. There was nothing she could do about it, as that was just the kind of yield these crops had.

The yields ...

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