After two nearly identical performances in a row, Chen Fangjie found it hard to bear and felt rather bored.
Wang Mei, on the other hand, seemed to relish it, growing even more energized. Clearly, she quite enjoyed this sort of life. She truly was a talent.
How could Wang Shouzhe have imagined that Wang Mei, that utterly ordinary family retainer, had started craving his body whenever she had nothing to do?
With matters here concluded.
Overall, Wang Shouzhe was quite satisfied with the completion of the second-stage task. Not only had he sold forty thousand dan of old grain at a high price, but he had also planted a fatal seed in the hearts of Liu Yongzhou and Zhao Dingtian, laying the groundwork for the third plan to come.
Afterward, according to the original plan, the Donggang Chen Clan deployed two large merchant ships and deliberately removed their markings. The Wang Clan had also transported the grain to Fenggu Farm in advance, mobilizing a great deal of manpower to load it onto the large merchant ships overnight.
Though moving the grain back and forth appeared to waste manpower and resources, during such extraordinary times, an extra measure of caution meant an extra measure of safety.
For a Profound Martial Aristocratic Clan capable of passing its legacy down through generations, the most important thing was not exorbitant profit, but one word.
Steady!
Achieving steadiness was exceedingly difficult, but ultimately it came down to two broad directions: the ability to avoid risks and the ability to withstand risks.
Had the Wang Clan not been beset by troubles both within and without, Wang Shouzhe truly would not have wished to cross blades with the Liu Clan and Zhao Clan so quickly. He would have preferred to manage the greater picture and lay out