![]() ![]() They have handsome faces, taut and lined from years of laboring outdoors, and they turn them skyward as they throw fine chaff up and watch ruddy seed rain down. It’s hot, but they are swaddled in clothes to protect themselves from the dust and the sun. Eventually Jiang and Ping work side by side, wiry figures with tawny skin. As they crush down, Ping, Jiang’s wife, plunges a homemade pitchfork into the straw and arranges it for another pass. In a dry valley ringed by dusky mountains, on a brick-paved lot, Jiang drives a rusted tractor over a hip-deep mound of dried plants. ![]() ![]() Watching Jiang Wannian and Ping Cuixiang harvest a sixth of an acre of daikon seed in the north-central province of Gansu feels a little like traveling back in time. This story appears in the February 2018 issue of National Geographic magazine. ![]()
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