He smiled, stood up, and waved, "Er Yong, where are you going?"
Wu Eryong parked the carriage well and jumped down from the shaft with a big smile on his face as he walked over along the ridge of the field, "I went to the inn to look for you, and the shopkeeper said you were over here... What are you busy with?"
Yang Ge pointed at the chili seedlings by his feet, "What else could I be doing?"
Wu Eryong said with a laugh and a cry, "How could you do this? If there's anything to plant, just give us a shout, and we'll handle it!"
Yang Ge said with a cheerful laugh, "Why can't I do this? Don't doubt it, you're definitely a bit worse than me in martial arts, and you're definitely a bit worse in farming too!"
Wu Eryong thought for a moment and replied, "Then you definitely can't beat me in fishing, since my family has been doing it for generations..."
Yang Ge:"Is that so? We should have a competition one of these days... By the way, what did you want to see me about?"