Ji Rentai looked at the people who were handling his paperwork, and they weren't the usual ones. He asked Xu Rao, "Lord Xu, where are those brothers from before?"
Xu Rao said, "It's harvest time now, and all the people in the county government have been assigned to work in the fields. These few people are just people I temporarily gathered here. Old Ji, the wheat on my farm has been harvested. You must come to the next market. I'll make you some pancakes that will keep well."
Upon hearing this, Ji Rentai happily said, "Alright, then I'll look forward to properly tasting Master Xu's pot-baked flatbread."
After seeing Ji Rentai and his party off, Xu Rao hurried to Wei Lang's camp.
When Wei Lang saw Xu Rao, he said happily, "Brother, you were right. We found a note under the shaft of a carriage. It contained information about how to plant winter wheat here. I didn't think it was military intelligence, so I put it back."
Xu Rao sighed and said, "What good will it do to take them back? They can't be planted any further north. Even if you do plant them, they'll freeze to death next year."
Xu Rao said, "I'd rather they grow it on their own land, so everyone has food to eat, and who would come to steal it?"
Wei Lang shook his head and said, "Brother, you're being too naive. This is just the thinking of most ordinary people. Ordinary people are content with just having enough to eat and wear. But the nobles don't think that way. Even with food and strong subjects, they still want to invade our land."
Xu Rao said, "Yes, sometimes, many ordinary people will pay the price for the greed of a few people. It is clearly the idea of that small group of people. In the end, it is still the ordinary people who die and are hurt. Alas, whether the country prospers or perishes, it is still the ordinary people who suffer."
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