Two pounds of fatty pork, half a pound of coarse salt, four ounces of black sugar, along with ten pounds of sweet potatoes, ten pounds of potatoes, various vegetables, and ten packages of medicinal herbs—just in case. With these, the efficiency might even increase.
Last time, it was too rushed, and the planning wasn't thorough. We only provided thirty pounds of grain and completely forgot about the important salt.
The Qin family works incredibly earnestly, so Hua Jin isn't worried about giving them these supplies.
Speaking of, in the past, how could thirty pounds of grain have built such a vast wall? Even if it were worth twenty wen a day, it would still be four or five pounds of grain. Giving a bit more is simply what's right.
Leaving a note to inform the Qin family of her arrival, Hua Jin slipped away toward the Qinggu Mountain range behind the village.
It's been days since I left home, not only is Hua Jin eager to return home, but her family is probably anxious too.
