“We don’t have wheat flour but we do have millet flour and corn flour. Do you want them?”1

An old man was sitting on a flat piece of stone with a clay bowl. He was selling flours of different kinds and explaining to Lu Zhuangyuan who had been looking to buy some food ingredients.0

“Why don’t you have wheat flour? There’s wheat everywhere within the field. We are willing to pay for it,” Lu Zhuangyuan huffed.0

While the other kinds of flour were edible, they were coarser and not as refined as wheat flour. Also, since he was not spending his own money, there was no reason to be stingy about it. He wanted to eat something better.0

The old man shook his head. “I’m afraid I can’t sell it. I have to give the wheat flour to the officials as taxes....0