Gu Jinli's mouth twitched slightly, Mrs. Chen really was… the type that if you give her a ray of sunshine, she could start a firestorm, a truly divine character.
She didn't pay attention to Mrs. Chen, instead, she calculated how much spice Mrs. He Yang and the others had ground.
With tools like the Iron Medicine Mill, Mrs. He Yang and her group had indeed ground quite a bit of spices, but it still wasn't enough. According to this pace, they wouldn't be able to deliver 2,400 kilograms of goods before April 26th.
Mo Chunyue saw Gu Jinli frowning as she watched Mrs. He Yang and the others grinding spices. After hesitating for a moment, she finally gathered courage and said to Gu Jinli, "Young Master, what do you think of Aunt Kui Zi and Sister Qin?"
Gu Jinli looked at her, "Why, did they ask you to come and put in a good word for them?"
Mo Chunyue quickly shook her head, "No, no, Aunt Kui Zi didn't come to plead with me, I wanted to help Aunt Kui Zi."
