Chapter 100: What About Those Fifteen Acres?

Tofu, in the future world, is merely a dish.

Tofu pudding, in the future world, is just a snack, a breakfast item.

Such a high stake for this? Isn't it too much?

Hearing this, Shen Bai showed a smile on his straight face, and explained warmly, "Wherever Jì Wèi Jū is located, there must be a Zuixian Building. In Bailu Town, the two businesses were originally on a par. However, now with the fresh food provided by the young lady, I'm afraid the earnings of Jì Wèi Jū this month will multiply several times."

"I see." Qiao Xiaomai nodded with understanding in her small face.

"Let me think about it." She also put on a serious face.

If this deal goes through, the Qiao family will leap from being slightly well-off to becoming large landowners in an instant.

Upon hearing this, Shen Bai stood up, "Then I'll wait for the good news from the lady."

Qiao Xiaomai only smiled slightly, not daring to respond casually.