"If it can be done, four families are far better than eight. Two would be even better than four—it saves a lot of trouble. I asked you here to help me. You just need to trust me."
"This subordinate understands."
Li Tonghua cupped his hands. "I will keep an eye on things for you and ensure there is no chaos in the County Town. But what about the grain supply for the common people? We didn't bring that much food. Even counting what the various families have, if we're to keep the County Town running normally, the grain supply will only last about four months."
Li Mingxin shook his head slightly. "That is no longer our concern. It's something for those eight families to worry about. Understand?"
Li Tonghua froze for a moment, then gave a wry smile. "My thinking hasn't adjusted yet. Forgive me, my lord."
