"Are you from Xiang?" Zhu Wencong looked at the leftover spicy stir-fried pork on the table and the freshly cooked braised ribs and braised pork.
Xia Ruobing nodded, "My husband was a Centurion in the Xiang Army, but since the Imperial Court disbanded the Xiang Army, my husband had to return home to farm.
However, the land back home has long been annexed by landlords. My husband is not good at business and is unwilling to work for the landlords.
The upper ranks of the Xiang Army have a good relationship with Jiuding. Through a recommendation from my husband's friend, my husband wants to buy a farm overseas to start a new life.
Previously, some Xiang people went to America to work and sent back generous wages. We trust Jiuding quite a bit."
"My husband and his friends have jointly managed a farm, and it's currently doing very well. Farming in America is blissful!
