Yufeng's words were in line with the thinking of most cultivators from great families.
We only needed to manage our own cultivation. If others could cultivate too, it would instead hinder our family's acquisition of resources.
However, he stopped midway through his argument, clearly having realized what was wrong with it.
Yuxi nodded and said with a smile, "It seems Cousin Yufeng has thought of it too. If we hold the small fertilizer plant in our hands, we can also exert some influence over cultivation resources... Since this fertilizer plant is definitely going to be built, why shouldn't it be controlled by the Yan Clan?"
That was the most practical question. A fertilizer plant would definitely free up labor resources, and ancient people understood the value of labor resources more deeply than modern people did.
Since the factory was going to be built anyway, why not keep it in their own hands? At the very least, when the time came, the Yan Clan would have the final say over who received fertilizer and who did not. That was also a kind of power.
This kind of power was truly no small thing. Take Xia Nation in the 1980s of the last century as an example: at the beginning of the household contract responsibility system, buying fertilizer absolutely depended on connections. It was not something money alone could buy.
The Yan Clan might not care about mundane goods, but if such goods could strengthen the Yan Clan's voice, then they had every reason to fight for them.
Yufeng ultimately gave up the argument. He only kept emphasizing, "I never said this thing wasn't important, but Yuxi... I hope you'll put your mind into cultivation."
"How is this not a form of cultivation?" Yuxi blinked. "It's Mortal World Tempering, and it has