Zhou Wencai was somewhat taken aback when he heard his father's question. He asked, "Father, who did you hear that from? Could it be that person just now?"
There was some distance between Ning An town and the county government office, and the matter of Lin yuelan's eight stones yield per mu had only happened in the last two days.
If no one had specifically mentioned it to the district Magistrate, it would probably be four or five days later when they received the news.
It just so happened that Zhou Wencai had been in the county over the past few days and hadn't gone to Ning An town. Therefore, he didn't receive such news.
Therefore, when he heard the news, he was shocked.
One mu with eight stones, this result would shock the world.
County Magistrate Zhou nodded and said, " that's right." County Magistrate Zhou doted on his only son.
