Li Xiaoqing thought for a moment and asked, "Father, do you know how much oil the oil mill produces?"
Li Shun thought for a moment and replied, "I heard that a catty of vegetable oil can produce one or two taels of oil!"
"A tael of oil?" Li Xiaoran frowned when she heard this number.
If she remembered correctly, in modern times, a catty of vegetable seeds could produce three to four taels of oil.
Why was there only one or two taels of oil here?! Could it be that the people from the oil mill had embezzled it?
Luo Ziyang thought of something and said, "Actually, it's more than that. We can produce two taels of oil. However, the oil mill has to split half of the oil that was fried, so we gave one or two taels of oil to the person who brought the vegetable oil."
"No way? The oil mill asked us to pay for the oil?!" Li Shun's eyes widened in disbelief.
