Yuan Yunzhong couldn't help but chuckle softly upon hearing those words.
One hundred twenty thousand stones of grain, if rationed, could feed fifty thousand people for nearly half a month.
It would be enough for him to quell the uprising at Shijingshan.
He said softly, "Yun Duo, thank you."
Song Jiyun had put it simply, but he knew that none of these tasks were easy to accomplish.
He sincerely said, "You've worked hard!"
He secretly resolved never to let Song Jiyun face these difficulties alone again.
Song Jiyun indeed had a hard time. Not to mention anything else, just the silver needed to buy the grain, if she hadn't opened Yinyu Hall in Capital City, and if Yinyu Hall hadn't been doing so well, using Yinyu Hall as collateral, the silver houses couldn't have gathered so much cash for her so quickly.
"You're welcome!" she said with a smile, poking Yuan Yunzhong's shoulder, "Your priority should be to settle these refugees quickly."
Yuan Yunzhong nodded.
