As soon as Huo Zong heard this, he immediately laughed out loud: "Transporting charcoal isn't easy, and clay coal is even harder. The nearest coal field is over a hundred miles away from here; if we fetch it, it will take quite some time, I..."
"No, isn't it just near the reception camp?"
Ruan Mian feigned puzzlement in response, and sure enough, Huo Zong immediately stood up upon hearing this, exchanging a glance with Xie Huai'an.
"There's a coal field in the reception camp?"
Ruan Mian followed up on this, speaking honestly: "The cellar where I live is a clay coal layer, and I often see some constables digging inside. How could this not be a coal field?"
"There's only one coal field in all of Wuheng, managed by the court. How could there be a coal field in the reception camp?"
At this point, both Huo Zong and Xie Huai'an faintly sensed something amiss.
