After calling a house servant, Chen Yihu whispered a few words in his ear and then quickly stepped forward.
That ancient book teaches a lot.
This person must be someone important, and he needs to be careful in dealing with him.
"Brother Wing Tiger is here."
Seeing Chen Yihu approaching, many servants became more determined and were ready to drive away the person in front of them at any time.
Seeing that many of the servants were so short-sighted, Chen Yihu shook his head in his heart, but fortunately, things were still under his control.
"All of you disperse. I will take care of this guest."
Chen Yihu waved his hand to disperse the other servants, then said with a smile:
"May I ask what brings this gentleman to my Chen family's farm? What is the matter?"
Chen Yihu looked humble, his face full of smiles.
This made the middle-aged man's originally calm expression more interested:
“Interesting, interesting.”
"It's such a small family, but there's actually someone like you who knows the current affairs. I'm becoming more and more interested in you."
Chen Yihu was slightly surprised when he heard this. He had mentioned the family name, but this person didn't seem to care.
The middle-aged man did not answer Chen Yihu's question. He squatted down, looked at the blood rice in the fertile field, and asked:
"How many crops of blood rice do you have in a year? How much blood rice can one acre of land produce?"
The middle-aged man's questions made Chen Yihu even more certain that this man was not from the mass grave, and he answered them one by one.
But when answering, Chen Yihu reduced the amount of blood rice produced slightly.
The middle-aged man glanced at Chen Yihu with a half-smile, but didn't say much. He just stood up and looked around the fertile fields, then said:
"The Chen family should have received the news as well, right?"
"Come on, take me to see the Chen family."
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