Qian Fanji's gaze lowered slightly. He had been to Nanyuan before. The conditions there were indeed harsh. They had gone in the summer, and the winters were even more unbearable.
Every winter in Nanyuan, many people would freeze to death. The price of coal was terrifyingly high.
Nanyuan was rich in seafood, but its distance from other nations made trade difficult. It was hard to make a profit, and even the money earned in summer wasn't enough to pay for one winter's worth of coal.
At the mention of Nanyuan, Zhan Chi also felt a strange unease. That month in Nanyuan had indeed been an ordeal; they had lived like savages every day.
Later...
He stole a glance at Ye Qianning and relaxed slightly when he saw the little girl showed no reaction.
"Nanyuan's conditions are indeed very poor. Few merchant caravans travel that way," Zhan Yi chimed in, picking up a piece of meat with his chopsticks and placing it in the little girl's mouth.
