Chapter 85 (1/2)

”Well, I know what's going on? What does it have to do with your fruit?” Lao Zhi asked suspiciously in writing.

He Feng smiled and said, ”I sell these fruits to special suppliers.”

Hearing what he said, the old party secretary's face showed a dignified expression.

The present special offering is like the tribute of the ancient emperor, which is a good thing carefully selected from the folk. If you can enter the special offering, it shows that the quality of these fruits has been affirmed.

”So what you said is true?” the old party secretary asked in surprise.

”Yes.” He Feng nodded.

”It's strange. Why are you so good at the same fruit, but other people in the village can't sell it?” Lao Zhi asked with a puzzled look.

”Because my fruit is different from theirs,” He Feng said with a smile.

”What's the difference? Are they all the same varieties, the same land and the same planting environment? What flowers can they grow?” the old party secretary shook his head again and again to express disbelief and said.

”Well, to be honest, you'll know if you taste these fruits,” He Feng said.

Then he took out an apple from a handbag he brought and handed it to the old branch secretary.

This is what he left for his family to prepare for his own people to eat.

The old branch secretary took the fruit suspiciously. He didn't pay so much attention. He ate it with his hand.

Just took a bite.

The taste buds of the old branch secretary were enriched by the aroma of the fruit. Rao had a lot of knowledge, but he was still surprised by the delicious fruit.

”I'm afraid it's not fairy fruit.” the old branch secretary looked at the fruit in his hand and said in surprise.

He really can't describe the delicacy of this fruit in words.

The heart will inevitably give birth to this thing, which should only feel in the sky.

Seeing this, he Feng smiled and said, ”you should believe me now.”

”Believe it.” the old party secretary said three letters again and again.

He was really shocked by this miraculous fruit.

”He Feng, the fruit you planted can sell at this price, but if the villagers plant it, can you guarantee such fruit halfway?” the old branch secretary asked.

”Yes, of course. Otherwise, what company do I run?” He Feng said with a smile.

”He Feng, there's one thing I'm surprised about. Why can't other people produce this kind of fruit, and you can plant it?” Lao Zhi asked in writing with a questioning look.

”Well, old party secretary, you should remember whether I am a doctor or a traditional Chinese medicine,” He Feng said.

”Well, does that have anything to do with planting fruit?” the old party secretary asked questioningly.

He really didn't know what the connection was between the two.

”I'm afraid you don't understand. In ancient times, large families used ginseng as firewood to cook delicious food, and our delicious fruit was also nourished by Chinese herbal medicine.” He Feng explained with a smile.

”Ginseng.” the old secretary took a breath. Although it has been planted on a large scale, the price of ginseng is still very high.

It's hard for him not to be shocked.

So he hurriedly asked, ”He Feng, can't you also plant this fruit with ginseng?”

”No,” He Feng said faintly.

”If you use ginseng as nourishment, I'll lose money if these fruits sell for 200000.” He Feng said with a smile.