Seeing that no one was asking any more questions, Yan Fei was about to step down from the stage when Old Pan also clambered onto a stool, grabbed the megaphone and bellowed out, "Anyone who has questions, hurry up and ask! If no one is asking, can I ask for you?"
"Sure!" The response, for once, was rather unanimous.
"Fine. I'll ask Boss Yan first, do these cows that you're distributing also include anyone other than the militia?" asked Old Pan, grinning cheerfully.
"We're not distributing cows," Yan Fei clarified, "I'd read aloud earlier, we're partnering up; I provide the capital, you provide the labor, and we'll share in the profits come New Year. I'd love to give cows to every household, but I'm still too poor for that. Once I have more money, whoever wants to partner up with me to rear cows is welcome!"
When he mentioned his poverty, the crowd suddenly erupted into laughter and lively chatter.
