Chief Zhou had been standing beside the whole time and hurriedly spoke up, "Servant, this year the Xu family did not request any ginseng soil, so there's no need to report ginseng production."
The man glared, "Why no ginseng soil? Their ginseng fields looked in fine condition, and the ginseng was growing well, wasn't it? Why would they stop wanting ginseng soil?"
Members of the Xu family were not far off and quickly came over, including Zhixin and Zhiming, and of course, Wenhan. Wenhan stood in front of his father and bowed to the servant, "Big brother servant, our family doesn't need the ginseng soil this year. Starting this year, we're relocating our ginseng field. We need to keep an eye on this place for two more years, and we're short on manpower at home. Besides, it's too far from the other location, so we don't want it anymore. Is there anything else you would like to ask, big brother servant?"
