"I'm looking to find some fish seedlings. Can you ask Uncle Ma if he can find any?"
"Sure, I'll take it to him." Di An glanced at Feng Xuxu, saw that there was nothing else that needed attention, leapt onto his horse, and led a dozen or so horse carts straight to the town.
"Uncle Du Fu, the meal at home is ready. Let's go into the courtyard," Feng Xuxu said to the neighbors gathered on one side, who were pointing at them and staring as if they were watching monkeys, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Alright," Du Fu called out, and twelve people emerged, following behind him.
Feng Xuxu looked at Du Fu, puzzled. Du Fu explained that these were the leaders of twelve small teams; each team had ten people, and the team leaders were in charge of fetching the meals. Then, they would take it back and dine together, which made management convenient. Feng Xuxu couldn't help but nod her head in appreciation of the sensible arrangement.
