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Chapter 5

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After Liu Fusheng hung up the phone, he frowned. His vegetable supply had always been provided by the large farm in Yang City.

Now, there was a problem with the farm. The pesticide residue test had exceeded the standard.

This was a very serious problem. If the vegetables did not meet the standard, they would not be able to enter the market.

He could not take the lives of his customers as a joke.

Not only tomorrow, but also in the next few days, there would be a shortage of vegetables. The consequences would be very serious. The reputation that Qingtian Supermarket had built up over the years would be greatly challenged in just a few days.

He had to find a temporary vegetable supply as soon as possible.

When Liu Fusheng was about to make a phone call, a young man suddenly walked over. "Excuse me, are you the boss of Qingtian Supermarket, Mr. Liu?"

Now that there was a standardized policy for self-employed enterprises, as long as the amount of capital reached a certain level, they would be able to become a company. There was also a preferential tax rate. Therefore, the full name of Qingtian Supermarket was Qingtian Limited Liability Company. Naturally, Liu Fusheng was also a boss.

"Yes, I am. What can I do for you?"

Liu Fusheng looked at Ye Xiaochen and nodded.

"Mr. Liu, please give me a few minutes to introduce myself. My name is Ye Xiaochen. I'm from Yufeng Village in Taiping Town. I'm now running a farm and growing a lot of seasonal vegetables. I just overheard that Mr. Liu's vegetable supply seems to have some problems. Maybe I can share some of your burden."

Ye Xiaochen took out a pack of Hibiscus Wang cigarettes and handed one to Liu Fusheng.

Liu Fusheng made a non-smoking gesture and said, "There is indeed a problem with our vegetable supply, but we always have backup. So, I am really sorry."

He did not believe that the origin of the problem was unknown.

He could not afford to have any problems with the vegetables.

Even at the farm that provided vegetables for his supermarket, he had sent special staff to oversee it all year round to strictly check the quality of the vegetables.

He knew that if there was a problem, the consequences would be devastating.

It was also because of his caution that Qingtian Supermarket had been developing smoothly for so many years.

When Ye Xiaochen heard Liu Fusheng's unhesitant refusal, she couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"Boss Liu."

Ye Xiaochen still wanted to say something, but unfortunately, Liu Fusheng didn't give her a chance. He walked out of the supermarket and walked towards his parked Audi.

Seeing this, Ye Xiaochen understood Liu Fusheng's attitude.

He let out a long sigh, feeling depressed. Why was the path of entrepreneurship so difficult?

"Don't worry, I can definitely do it. I still have a cheat. I'll definitely succeed."

Ye Xiaochen gave herself a pep talk and immediately regained her confidence.

When he walked to his parked motorcycle and was about to leave, the window of the Audi not far away rolled down. Liu Fusheng suddenly said, "Young man, how about this? Give me your phone number. If I need your vegetables, I'll call you."

Ye Xiaochen was stunned for a moment, and then she was pleasantly surprised. Although Liu Fusheng didn't directly ask for her vegetables, at least he asked for her phone number, which meant that there was some hope.

As for why Liu Fusheng changed so much, she was a little puzzled. She quickly took out a business card from her trouser pocket. It was very simple. On it was written Yufeng Vegetable and Fruit Cultivation Base, her name, and her phone number.

"Young man, remember to take the initiative to give me your business card next time when you're promoting your products."

Liu Fusheng took the business card, glanced at it, and threw it into the box next to the handbrake.

Without waiting for Ye Xiaochen to answer, he started the car.

The reason why he suddenly asked for Ye Xiaochen's phone number was not a sudden decision. As a senior boss in the supermarket industry for more than ten years, he knew the importance of taking the initiative.

Now that he was in urgent need of vegetables, if he acted too impatient, people would definitely think that there was an opportunity.

Now, he gave Ye Xiaochen the cold shoulder first, and then asked for her phone number, which would only make Ye Xiaochen grateful. At that time, he would be able to bargain on the price of the vegetables.

This was the art of doing business.

Unfortunately, Ye Xiaochen was just a young boy. She didn't think of this at all and fell into the circle set by Liu Fusheng.

Even if Ye Xiaochen saw through this, there was nothing she could do. After all, she needed Liu Fusheng to sell her vegetables, but Liu Fusheng didn't necessarily need her.

After returning home, Ye Xiaochen began to wait. She felt a little restless.

He was not even in the mood to do anything.

After dinner, it was already six o 'clock in the evening. The light outside was still very bright.

However, Ye Xiaochen's heart became more and more heavy.

If Liu Fusheng needed his vegetables, he should have called. After all, the longer it was delayed, the more time was tight. After all, it took time to pick and process the vegetables and so on.

"I'm going to the farm."

Ye Xiaochen said to his parents who were starting to watch TV.

"Be careful."

Mom said.

Ye Xiaochen nodded. He now spent the night at the farm every night. Such a large farm must be guarded.

When he arrived at the farm's tin shed, Ye Xiaochen lit the mosquito coil. There were many mosquitoes at night. If he didn't light the mosquito coil, he would definitely be fed to the mosquitoes.

The electric wires were temporarily pulled over here. Not only were there lights in the tin shed, but there were also electric lights in several large sheds.

Ye Xiaochen played with his mobile phone for a while and felt bored. He remembered a book given by the system. His heart moved, and he quickly took it out.

This book was made of an unknown material. It was very light. The pages were as thin as cicada's wings. The words on it were like pearls, emitting a faint light.

On the cover, there were a few words written in simplified Chinese — Shen Nung System Beginner's Guide.

As for why this book was written in simplified Chinese, Ye Feng was not surprised. Since it was given to him by the system, he had to be able to understand it. Otherwise, what was the use of it? He couldn't possibly translate it before reading it.

He flipped through it. It was mainly about the introduction of the Shen Nung System. There was also a lot of basic planting knowledge, such as how to communicate with plants. This was the most basic of planting techniques. If he wanted to plant a plant well, he must first know the plant's condition.

It was like a doctor treating a patient. He must first ask about the patient's physical condition. Only then could he make a judgment, check, and prescribe the right medicine.

Plants were not human. They could not speak. As long as they were alive, they had consciousness. Plants also had consciousness. As long as he could communicate with the plant's consciousness, he could control the plant's growth.

This book was very magical. Although it looked like a book, it was actually like a PDA. He could click on the text links with his finger to enter a new page. It was very convenient.

Ye Xiaochen was deeply attracted by the knowledge recorded in the book. He was completely immersed in it.

He didn't know how much time had passed. Suddenly, his mobile phone rang.

Ye Xiaochen quickly took it out. It was an unfamiliar number. However, looking at the display, it was a local number.

Could it be Liu Fusheng from Qingtian Supermarket?

It should be.

It must be.

Ye Xiaochen's heart suddenly pounded.



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