About an hour later, Chen Yi returned to the Xiao Family estate.
As he stepped out of the carriage, he noticed that the furrows on the brows of Wang Lixing and the others had smoothed out, unlike this morning and yesterday.
Chen Yi scanned the group, a guess forming in his mind. He simply smiled, offered a greeting, and headed straight for the Spring Lotus Garden.
Faintly, the conversation between Liu Si'er, Wang Lixing, and the others drifted to him from behind.
"The price of grain went up again today. One stone of fine grain is one point eight taels of silver."
"But the Marquis has decided not to buy grain. He's going to borrow it."
"Borrow? Who is he going to borrow from?"
"Guangyue Prefecture."
"Duke Qian?"
"Who else could it be?"
"That's actually a good method. Borrow grain to handle the emergency, and once the prices fall, we can just repay Duke Qian."
"But this won't be settled until the Marquis sends a letter to Duke Qian. It'll probably take a few more days..."
