Chapter 107
Mount Qingniu has over fifty bandit fortresses, and counting the elderly, women, and children, there are probably over five thousand bandits. Frog Fort does have tens of thousands of jin of grain, but it's a drop in the bucket, incapable of feeding these over five thousand people.
Su Ying led Cheng Dalei into the back yard room. Once the stove was lit, the room gradually warmed up. Cheng Dalei took off his robe and sat cross-legged on the kang.
"What made you take on this thankless task?" asked Su Ying.
"People are dying before my eyes every day. If I didn't see it, that would be one thing, but since I do, I can't pretend I don't."
Su Ying stared at Cheng Dalei's face for a while, filled the teacup in front of her, and slowly said, "Falling Leaves City doesn't have the grain you want."
"No grain?" Cheng Dalei's eyes widened.
