A little while after the excited Lu Yishan left, Liu Xing brought another three people in.
These three were the ones who had raised their hands earlier to indicate that their families owned alcohol distilleries.
Like Lu Yishan, all three were extremely restrained when they came in to pay their respects to Zhang Tie.
Of the three, one was somewhat younger, though still in his thirties, while the other two appeared to be in their fifties or sixties. Their dress and bearing both carried a touch of prosperity.
Zhang Tie had the three sit down. They glanced at one another, then copied Lu Yishan, each perching only half a buttock on the edge of a chair and sitting properly.
"All right, introduce yourselves," Zhang Tie said with a wave of his hand.
"Reporting to True Person, I am Fang Tong, head of the Fang Clan of Clear River City!" The oldest of the three glanced at the other two. Seeing them both look toward him, he rose to his feet and introduced himself.
"Your family has an alcohol distillery?"
"The Fang Clan does indeed have an alcohol distillery in Clear River."
"How large is it?"
"It can produce over 2,000 tons of alcohol annually!" Fang Tong answered respectfully. Even as he spoke, his eyes remained fixed on the floor, and he did not dare look directly at Zhang Tie.
"Mm, not bad. Sit down." Zhang Tie nodded.
After Fang Tong sat down, the somewhat older man dressed in a blue silk robe rose to his feet.
"Reporting to True Person, I am Chen Zihui, from the Chen Clan of Muqing Hall in Wave Cloud City. I am the younger brother of Chen Zihao, the Chen Clan head. As my elder brother is currently far away in Pass Province and could