"Father, you've been staring at these grains for two hours now. What on earth are you thinking about?" The legitimate eldest son of the Duke of Wei looked at his old man with some helplessness and asked.
Mainly because it looked somewhat possessed by demons, it was quite scary.....
"Have they... left?" The voice of the Duke of Wei was somewhat hoarse; his eyes were bloodshot, resembling a wild beast on the verge of attacking!
"Not yet..." The young son took a few steps back in fright at the sight of the Duke of Wei and stammered: "They... they are still loading iron ore onto the ship." He grew somewhat excited as he spoke: "That ship is truly huge, it seems that one ship can carry at least a thousand people. We helped to move so much cargo onto it, and it still holds up well. Tsk tsk, we need to get a few of those ships in the future, they'd be perfect for doing business!"
