So, Yang Mingzhao became the big boss here.
"Young Master, this year's harvest is very good, we will not be short of food this year!" Chen Buyu, carrying a longbow, followed behind Yang Mingzhao, beaming with joy.
As Yang Mingzhao was causing trouble outside, he naturally couldn't use his real name, so he assumed the alias Yang Zhao.
However, Chen Buyu only knew that Yang Mingzhao came from an extraordinary background, but he did not know the real details of Yang Mingzhao.
"What about other things? Just say whatever you lack, I'll send people to buy them!" Yang Mingzhao acted like a foolish son of a landlord, not at all stingy with money.
"We are out of salt and cotton cloth, and if possible, get some more farming tools. This year, we've continued to take in hundreds of people who still need to clear fields!" Chen Buyu said.
In the mountains, they lacked everything, and their identities were also a problem; buying things was troublesome.
