"What's the matter?" Ye Jiu turned around and asked directly.
"The Prince has sent a letter. The people escorting the sweet potatoes are already on their way," Xiang Nan replied.
"I see. Find some time to talk to Changsheng, tell him to get the sweet potatoes ready on his end. When the people arrive, they can just take them away," Ye Jiu arranged.
"Yes," Xiang Nan responded, watching Ye Jiu's retreating figure grow more distant. Then he, too, turned to head back.
This had been arranged by the War King before he left. There was a large quantity of sweet potatoes, and when he departed, he had only taken a small portion with him, leaving the rest behind.
Now that the planting season was nearly upon them, it was normal for him to send people to transport the crops.
However, Ye Jiu had to think carefully about what to plant in his own estate this year.
As he was thinking, Ye Jiu continued walking forward.
