Qi Zheng was in a bind.
This really wasn't easy to explain.
Just then, a voice sounded outside the courtyard: "Isn't this simple?"
The crowd looked over and saw Yin Cheng and Qin Minglang walking towards the entrance.
Several people hurriedly got up, and once the two arrived in front of them, they all sat down.
Qi Zheng asked, "Mr. Yin, do you have any good ideas?"
Yin Cheng snorted: "It's a shame all of you are old bones and yet can't figure out such a simple thing."
Being taunted by Yin Cheng, all four old men chuckled awkwardly but weren't upset.
Yin Cheng snorted again: "You're all old farming hands. Who else is more familiar with the fields than you? Plus, you personally experienced the drought and locust disaster back then. Isn't that reason enough?"
These words suddenly enlightened everyone.
Old farming hands and those who've experienced it firsthand; that says it all!
"Thank you for the advice, Mr. Yin!"
Qi Zheng quickly bowed his fists.
