"The lives of the commoners are different from when they were at the border. They really need money."
"After half a year, they will receive their wages. At that time, each of them will receive 10 taels of silver. With the money in their hands, they will have hope for the future."
With hope, a plan could follow.
As such, the Nangong Army no longer wanted to return to the border to fight. Only then could they truly begin to live in seclusion.
Li Xiao was silent.
"Yes."
Hearing Li Xiao's reply, Lin Xiaoyue's heart relaxed a little.
"In addition to the chili workshop, I'm also planning to build a sausage and bacon workshop in the Zhou Manor." Lin Xiaoyue continued.
"Yes." Li Xiao glanced at Lin Xiaoyue and replied.
"As I want this workshop to open as soon as possible, I might have to personally monitor it." Lin Xiaoyue said.
"Alright." Li Xiao replied.
Lin Xiaoyue smiled.
Then, Li Xiao thought about something.
