"It seems you have already assembled the people. In that case, I have some tasks for you to deal with," Wei Ruo said.
"The young master's orders will be carried out." Although Zhao Hai was reluctant, he had to agree. They were servants of the master, listening to the master's command was their utmost duty.
"You seem rather unwilling?" Wei Ruo asked.
"I dare not."
He dared not oppose, but he indeed was reluctant.
Wei Ruo chuckled lightly, "There will be six carts of wheat delivered here from Younan Farmstead shortly, you will lead your team to help unload it."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Hai was dumbstruck. He raised his head, staring wide-eyed at Wei Ruo.
His already simple face looked even more like a piece of wood at this moment.
"Young Master, you said… wheat… wheat?"
Wei Ruo's words had shocked Zhao Hai into stammering.
"Yes, six carts of wheat. The people in the farmstead know how to make wheat-based foods, don't they?" Wei Ruo asked.
