Hearing the abbot say this, Li Huowang's worried heart eased.
As long as they did not delay his affairs, he would turn a blind eye to however bizarre their own Household was.
"That's good. How is the food situation? Now that mushrooms, goat's milk, and cow's milk are filling the gap, it should be much better, right?"
To Li Huowang's disappointment, Chan Du actually shook his head. "Benefactor Li, don't forget: ever since they learned that Youdu has food, everyone in Great Qi has been flocking here."
"No matter how much food there is, it is not enough to feed everyone. More troublesome still, even the dead are no longer enough to eat. If pigs only eat manure, it is hard for them to put on meat."
Hearing this, Li Huowang nodded. "Endure it. Didn't you say the Black Soil over there yields three harvests a year? As long as we hold on until the harvest comes in, Great Qi's troubles will be over."
"I will keep sending food over during this time and try to hold out until Great Qi becomes self-sufficient. Also, regarding Great Qi's dragon vein, I calmed down and thought it over carefully."
At Li Huowang's words, Chan Du immediately pricked up his ears. "Does Benefactor Li have a solution?"
"I have no solution, nor could I possibly have one. I handled the famine; I won't handle the dragon vein."
Chan Du's eyes suddenly widened, and he nearly thought he had misheard.
Li Huowang ignored his reaction and continued, "I am from Great Liang. Naturally, I must first think of those I care about."
"In the end, Great Qi must be saved by Great Qi's people. If you want to survive, then cast aside all past grudges and devote everything you have to getting through this