No matter if it's true or not, the courage to bring out grain for sale shows there's a solid backing.
No matter how high the grain prices are in Changzhou, they don't dare sell a single grain of rice.
"Dig deep holes, store grain extensively, build high walls, and declare kingship slowly," Chun Nuan whispered, "Do you think the Third Prince is using this strategy?"
The soldiers under the Third Prince's banner rob grain wherever they go, highlighting the importance of grain.
"It's very possible, so we should also accumulate as much grain as possible."
If they stayed in Han State for a few more days, they might purchase more grain.
However, some things can't be done too overtly at times.
Zhao Minghua's idea was to purchase a little from each place.
"Where do you plan to store this grain?"
After all, it's not just a small amount of grain.
"How about storing it at the manor you prepared for the dowry?"
Chun Nuan nodded.
She also purchased some herbs in Han State.
