Lu Qing did not respond to Lu Jingxing's heart-wrenching accusations. Instead, he suddenly asked, "Your Lu's Brewing requires stockpiling grain. How have the grain prices been around Qingshui County these past few years?"
Lu Jingxing, still immersed in his own tragic and generous emotions, was momentarily at a loss upon hearing the Imperial Censor's question. It took him a while to realize what the other party was asking him, and he quickly replied, "My lord, although I have not personally managed the family business in the past, I have heard my elder brother discuss it during meals.
In recent years, the grain prices around Qingshui County have remained high, and we often can't gather enough grain for Lu's Brewing. Many times, our distillery has no choice but to send people to other counties to purchase it."
"The grain produced annually around Qingshui County is not enough for a single distillery to brew wine?"
