Caravans usually chose goods that were quite different from each other to earn the difference in price.
It was just that the journey was arduous and risky.
Fresh food like the wood ear was a good rarity when transported to the north.
Since Chu Heng had intervened, Du Heng was not afraid that the Xiang family's wood ears would not be able to sell, so he naturally would not interfere.
"Cousin Heng, is there too much wood ear in our firewood mountain?" asked Xiang Ling-er softly.
"Too little."
Xiang Ling'er was originally afraid that if she gave her wood ears to Chu Heng and they would not sell, would Cousin Heng lose money? She had already thought of a few answers in her heart, but she did not expect Chu Heng's answer, which decisively indicated that she was overthinking.
