Wang Hao's doubts were quickly explained.
Little Fatty Zhu said, "Brother, how can commoners compete with nobles and powerful people? There's a saying, 'Having a treasure invites trouble.' For an ordinary person without a solid background, holding such a hot potato could easily lead to disaster. But for the nobles!"
Wang Hao was intrigued, holding his cup without drinking, just listening quietly.
Little Fatty Zhu, as if having opened a floodgate of grievances, said, "It's too easy for the nobles to come by money. They have power, so what does holding a small mine matter to them? If you're powerful enough, you can weather any storm. Besides, officials shield each other. But hey, brother, I'm not talking about your Marquis Yongan's Mansion!"
Wang Hao laughed, "Look at you, I didn't say anything!"
