Erlang Bai rushed to his family's large cart and, upon inspecting the items loaded upon it, pointed at the trunks and asked in shock, "All of these are for my elder brother?"
Gao Song nodded, "Yes, Second Young Master."
Erlang Bai pursed his lips, "Why didn't anyone tell me, huh? What all has been packed for him? How come it looks more than what I have?"
"It's not more than yours," Bai Shan said fairly, "Only a bit more than half of this cart is for Eldest Cousin. There's also a bit for you in here, and the cart behind this one is all yours."
Erlang Bai grumbled, "That's not the same. When Eldest Brother first went to the capital, he took two carts' worth of goods with him."
Although Old Master Bai was stingy, he was actually not poor. On the contrary, he was quite wealthy, especially in recent years, having earned a substantial amount of money with the new wheat varieties.
