Zhao Yun received the order and immediately lifted the covering. The cart was loaded with cabbages, chives, cucumbers, and other vegetables.
Kuai Yue watched with curiosity. "Is this the gift His Excellency sent?"
Liu Biao had also spotted the vegetables and was eager to find out what Liu Bei meant by them.
Liu Bei cupped his hands to the two men. "I have little to offer from Xinye, only some vegetables for the Prefect to sample. The sun is fierce today, so I covered them with cloth."
Kuai Yue came from one of Jing Province's great clans and enjoyed a relatively comfortable life. This was the first time he had seen anyone bring Liu Biao vegetables, so he couldn't understand Liu Bei's gesture. He even thought the man was rather rude.
"I heard Xuande was farming in Xinye. I didn't realize you were growing vegetables, too. Judging by the looks of them, you must have had a good harvest?" Liu Biao asked.
Liu Bei shook his head. "Vegetables grow quickly, but I wouldn't call it a good harvest. I owe the Prefect a great debt and have no way to repay it. Even if we don't have enough to eat, I had to bring these to you first."
"Xuande, this gift is too much." Liu Biao shook his head.
"The millet and other crops will take a while longer. Once they're harvested, I'll send some to the Prefect," Liu Bei continued.
Liu Biao was touched. "The provisions I gave you were meager to begin with. Xuande, don't send anything more. Yidu, accept half on my behalf and let Xuande take the rest back to Xinye. His soldiers should be fed first."
"Yes." Kuai Yue thought, *There's more produce around Xiangyang than we can eat. Why should Liu Bei travel all