Now Boaz, with whose female servants you worked, is our close relative. Look, tonight he is winnowing barley at the threshing floor.

So bathe yourself, rub on some perfumed oil, and get dressed up. Then go down to the threshing floor. But don't let the man know you're there until he finishes his meal.

So she went down to the threshing floor and did everything her mother-in-law had instructed her to do.

So she slept beside him until morning. She woke up while it was still dark. Boaz thought, "No one must know that a woman visited the threshing floor."

So she gathered grain in the field until evening. When she threshed what she had gathered, it came to about thirty pounds of barley!