"Buy land."
Feng Yun sat down beside him, picked up the tea cup he had placed on the table, and took a sip without any reserve; then she smiled and pulled out a piece of yellow paper from the food box.
"Please take a look, General, it's a big deal."
It was the account she had calculated.
As well as the feasibility of buying land in Mingquan.
She was accustomed to clarifying every matter before presenting it to Pei Jue.
It was all crystal clear.
Pei Jue gave it a casual glance, his brows furrowing slightly.
"After the peace talks, Mingquan will be of no use. Wasteland does not yield grain, and it's hard to make income. Lady Yun, why buy the land?"
In times of chaos, land was plentiful but people were few.
A large amount of abandoned land lay uncultivated.
She ought to have bought fertile land, her actions were puzzling indeed.
