It took Qi Xiuyuan a few days of pondering before he shamelessly wrote a letter to Mu Yangling, but Mu Yangling did not think too much about it. Back then, she'd set up the cattle farm with two aims in mind—to make money, and to make lives easier for the suffering farmers. Every year, they had to pull iron plows to plow the arable land for spring plowing. At present, she did not lack money, and the value of the fields that Qi Xiuyuan proposed for the exchange was no less than what the cattle farm was worth.
What she had to consider was whether the cattle farm could be most effective in the hands of the Imperial Court.
She came to the conclusion that there were too many conflicts of interest in the Imperial Court. As such, it was better to be held privately or in the hands of the royal family.
Mu Yangling knocked on the table and sighed. "There are too few members of the royal family. I can't even find someone to manage the cattle farm."
