"The corn in Qinghe Bay is doing quite well this year."
County Magistrate Liu arrived at Qinghe Bay and saw the luscious and healthy cornfields, free from blight, with swelling ears promising a bountiful harvest.
He knew that the corn in the Pingchuan County area had always been plagued by ear rot, and there had never been a year of bumper harvests.
He had sought remedies from various people, but none had met his expectations.
This year, the cornfields in Qinghe Bay exceeded his expectations, prompting him to express his admiration.
The bitterness caused by Xu Yong's corn damage was somewhat alleviated by the lush, verdant cornfields of Qinghe Bay.
"You see, Lord Liu, it was Xu Yong's medicine used in Qinghe Bay that eradicated ear rot. That bastard Xu Yong kept the real medicine for Qinghe Bay and gave us fake ones," said Lu San, the steward of the Lu Family, through gritted teeth.
He was fuming just thinking about it.
