"Father, can they really transport so much grain over from there?"
In the northern border city of Beihai City, Duke of Wei was personally waiting at Beihai Port with a group of his men, for the grain that was about to be transported from the Jiangnan Grand Canal!
"How would I know?" The Duke of Wei, with his bushy eyebrows and big eyes, glared at his son: "Your old man and you, together every day, could I possibly know more than you?"
Upon hearing this, the eldest son of the Duke of Wei couldn't help but give a wry smile, knowing that his father had limited knowledge; the situation was just so bizarre that he subconsciously asked anyway.
