Upon hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai couldn't help but let out a wail and collapsed onto the bed, "By the time the common folk actually get to eat it, that would take years, wouldn't it?"
Although corn was high-yielding, the seeds that had been brought out initially weighed only ten jin.
Relying on these ten jin to produce enough grain for the common folk to eat would take how many years?
"So shall I write it'll take five years? Just say something sudden came up and I need to make a trip overseas, and the round trip will take five years, so the Emperor Dowager shouldn't panic," Tong Sanlang said.
Qiao Xiaomai "..."
She couldn't help covering her face, damn, what kind of situation was this.
After Tong Sanlang finished writing the letter, he asked Qiao Xiaomai for two potatoes, then he left the palace under the pretext of visiting the Zhang Family to find Tong Tiehu.