Beauvais Town, temporary military headquarters.
Lin Yi stood in front of everyone, his expression calm and unhurriedly listed numerous varieties of vegetables available for trade.
As soon as he finished speaking, the officers who had been quietly chatting instantly fell silent, each with wide eyes, faces full of incredible shock.
However, Red Wine Commander remained rational.
To him, a wide variety of crop sales often meant limited quantities of each, and these scarce foods might only be suitable for so-called elite individuals.
But as the leader of the regiment, he was responsible for all the soldiers and civilians in Beauvais Town. The large population had been stuck in a food shortage for a long time.
Thus, he showed little interest in the array of other crop varieties.
Instead, he keenly noticed one sentence—
"Because potatoes are my main product, their quantity is a hundred times than that of carrots."
