Upon hearing this, Ruan Mian smiled and said, "Lord, precisely because the weather is cold, we need to make this glass to protect the crops from freezing to death."
"People have houses, why can't crops have houses too?"
"So, Lord, if you are willing to discuss this reasonably and give us the opportunity to grow grain to benefit all the people of Wuheng, we naturally respect you. But if we can't come to an understanding today, it's do or die."
The seventh-rank official's figure froze, fearing while still trying to maintain his official air: "Hmph, a bunch of ruffians! Nonsense!"
"In this kind of weather, still want to grow grain? If you really can grow it and benefit the people, you could manage my men! And you might as well wear my official hat!"
Ruan Mian was amused, seeing him as just a small official, daring nothing more, simply trying to seize the opportunity to gain some benefits.
Might as well bring him in as her pawn.
