Sixth Aunt Gu's face turned pale, and she laughed dryly. "It's not that serious. That's your own manor, you know?"
"We're only in charge. The real master is General Zhou."
"That's a pity."
"From what you're saying, the price of those potatoes is high?"
"That's right. It's 15 coppers per pound. For larger sizes, such as those from your fields, it's already gone up to 30 coppers per pound. Many people are regretting selling too early."
"It's so expensive. Do you know who bought it?"
"I'm not sure, but the price is almost as high as the price of pork. It's not something that ordinary people like us can afford to eat.
"There are also relatives who came to ask for information.
"Sigh, it's getting difficult."
"No matter what, keeping the food in your hands is better."
"That's true, but many were blinded by the money and can't understand that." Sixth Aunt Gu agreed with a nod.
