He had just stored the sorghum in the warehouse. Even if he wanted to sell it, he would have to wait until the constables collected the grain tax first.
From this, it's quite clear that this person definitely doesn't farm!
All farmers know that grain cannot be moved before the grain tax is collected. Even if you want to buy seeds, that's after the tax!
Jiang Hu pondered in his heart, who exactly is this person, could it be he wants to eat their village's sorghum?
That can't be right. This person clearly doesn't know Fu'an Village, doesn't know that their village is blessed and things taste better here than outside.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been clinging to Shopkeeper Liu just now.
Then what is he doing buying so much sorghum?
The middle-aged man was also stunned: "Grain tax?"
Then he slapped his forehead: "Oh right, the grain tax, hasn't been collected yet!"
"Brother Jiang Hu, from which village are you?"
Jiang Hu: "Fu'an Village, quite some distance from here."
