"If you’ve really got no idea, you can spend money on storing up grain," Lu Sheng hinted subtly.
"Store up grain?" Aside, Uncle Zhao was astonished. "Has the situation become so dire?"
"More or less. Outside the city, even peasants don’t dare to travel too far away from the city. Large plots of land are left unploughed. No matter how much grain has been stored, there’ll come a day when it’s finished. There’ll probably be a famine next year," Lu Sheng said softly.
"…I’ll go back and begin making preparations…" Lu Quanan shut his eyes, not wishing to continue the topic any further. At the end of the day, Lu Chenxin was his son. The kind of feeling he had from looking at his son’s corpse was not something that Lu Sheng could understand.
Sensing his Old Dad’s reticence, Lu Sheng did not disturb him any longer. He led the Crimson Whale Sect disciples away from the Manor.
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