"It's rice," Mo Qiang ignored the complicated feeling in her heart and answered the question that her father had asked her. "If these things are purified they will turn into rice, the sticky and gluttonous one that you might have seen in history notes and tabs."
"Rice!?" Before Wen Gui or anyone else from the Mo family could react, Pei Yanxi and the rest of the pirates turned to look at Mo Qiang. Their eyes were shining as they looked at Mo Qiang. If this was rice then doesn't that mean that they found something good?
"Si…Sister Mo, will we get something in exchange for finding this? I mean … I am not asking for much but can we at least get a place to stay and eat?" Pei Yanxi asked with a gulp.