Pure benefit negotiations, Zhao Ji would never appear here.
In fact, Yang Dongxiong would be better, being a local magnate with relationships similar to those of the medicinal herb traders.
But Yang Dongxiong happened to be Liang Qu's master, and familiarities mattered.
The middlemen all approved, the agreement had no issues.
Liang Qu was straightforward, he signed and stamped on the spot, pressed down his marquis seal, his name seal, and made two copies of the document, one for each party to keep.
Several days later.
The fifteen mu of fields that belonged to Chen Qingjiang were plowed into ridges, frog channels, and field ridges by laboring water buffaloes, with frost still clinging to the weeds on the edges yet to fully melt.
Liang Qu was accompanied by a cultivation household.
"As Lord Liang can see, all the fields are expected to be plowed by April, with bamboo pipes and fences installed," they said.
"What is normally done for new fields intended for frog cultivation?"
