Chapter 85

"Let's paddle our oars, the little boat pushes through the waves..." Although he had a terrible voice, Qiping still hummed the song with a sense of satisfaction.

At Muses Lake, this was just a relatively common small boat; it cost Qiping $1,500, and it was a sports fishing boat. Now, he was rowing the boat while touring the lake, with King Kong and Winnie sitting in the boat and two parrots squawking wildly at the bow.

As for the four directions, these guys needed to be cautious; they seemed to have just bitten two small fish fry.

"The spiritual energy has just started to emanate, and the spirit-gathering array is operating normally," Qiping said proudly. This was another spirit-gathering array he had set up, a very successful formation; "Although it's unlikely to surpass the other arrays, the quality of the spiritual energy won't be bad."

Qiping had a point. Although the core array eye he used cost about 4 million RMB, the quality of the jade was actually quite average. Therefore, he had to compress the range of the spirit-gathering array to better ensure the quality of the spiritual energy at Muses Lake.

For Qiping, this was a minor issue. He was now proficient in setting up arrays and could handle various large and small formations with ease. His life was indeed very leisurely, which indicated that he had more time to study the layout of arrays.

The spiritual energy was not particularly abundant, but it could be felt that the environment here was getting better. The environment at the forest farm was already better than most places, and now, with the increasing spiritual energy, it was no wonder that Qiping received many intentions and applications to visit the forest farm for tourism.

Qiping didn't care about all that. This was his private domain, so there was no need to open it to the public. As for those envious people, they could just continue to be envious.

Qiping enjoyed his current leisurely and free life; this was his territory. Some people thought it could be developed into a high-end resort, but Qiping wouldn't consider such suggestions at all.

There was no need to bring in so many people. The forest farm was Qiping's private domain. Inviting friends over to play was fine, but there was absolutely no need to develop a resort to attract tourists. Qiping was quite stingy, and he wouldn't open it to the public.

Qiping felt he wasn't short of money and didn't need to compromise the long-term development of the forest farm for some petty gains. This place wasn't designed as a resort; Qiping considered it his private haven. Clearly, no matter how many tourist applications he received, he wouldn't budge.

No door!

The small fish fry seemed to be adapting well to the new environment. Qiping saw some of them swimming on the surface and felt relieved. Salmon and California bass were both excellent, with high market value. If it weren't for the fact that carp and other fish were too dominant, Qiping would have loved to raise some carp, black carp, and grass carp. Unfortunately, these fish were a major pest in the United States, a major pest to the fishing industry!

Even if he was a bit hungry, Qiping knew what was important. Asian carp was the general term for these fish. They had no natural predators in the United States and had a huge appetite. If they were introduced, it was very likely that the native fish would starve.

"I hope to catch some crucian carp; they are found everywhere." Qiping was still somewhat hopeful. There were crucian carp in American freshwater, and even among the small fish fry he bought, there were a few crucian carp.

Qiping's hopes were dashed; he clearly didn't catch any crucian carp. Anyway, it was just for relaxation and entertainment. Whether or not he caught fish was secondary; feeling relaxed and happy was the most important thing.

Not catching fish meant enjoying the process of fishing. If he did catch fish, even if he didn't take photos, he would still need to run back and cook a delicious meal. Qiping was easygoing and wouldn't make himself miserable. He would comfort himself in whatever way felt best, as long as he didn't feel disappointed.

Just consider it self-deception; he didn't mind, it was just a small matter in life!

"You must be doing well, I heard that the small lake at your place is starting to improve!" Good news spread quickly, and Luo Yi's sour tone could be felt even over the phone.

"Indeed, I'm doing well. This is the first time I've had over $500,000 in savings. I have more money than I can spend!" Qiping said proudly, finally accumulating steadily.

"Your investment hasn't fully paid off yet, and you still owe the bank $2 million. What are you so proud of?" Luo Yi tried to bring Qiping down, unable to stand his smugness, "I'm calling to ask if you'll keep the same vegetable varieties for the next quarter or change them. Make a decision quickly so we can contact buyers."

"Continue with the current vegetable varieties, but I can accept a few small orders." Qiping had already made this decision, which was better for the development of the forest farm.

"Smart, I got it! We'll discuss the details in a few days, let's not talk about it now." Luo Yi hung up the phone simply and clearly, having taken care of the business.

It seemed that the most profitable part of the forest farm was still the vegetable field. After half a year of vegetable cultivation, Qiping had learned many lessons and gradually clarified his development strategy.

The potential here was indeed great. If he followed his initial plans, he could still make money, but it might not be the most profitable.

Plans can't keep up with changes, and Qiping wasn't a rigid person. He knew how to bring himself greater benefits, so making timely adjustments was only natural.

The vegetables he was growing were among the most expensive in the market, but this didn't necessarily mean they were the most profitable for Qiping. However, he had already established a market, and suddenly changing all the products would be unwise. It took a lot of effort to open the market, and it would be foolish to ruin it now.

So, he started to diversify the products, reducing the scale of lettuce, celery, and tomatoes, and planting some other vegetables. Most importantly, accepting orders, which meant collaborating with top-tier restaurants and fine dining establishments, making the forest farm their vegetable supply base.

Don't think this is just a simple vegetable supply base. The vegetables here were the best, so they required a high price. This was also a bundled sale; if you wanted him to grow and cultivate the top ingredients you needed, your restaurant had to purchase the products he produced.

This kind of thing was very common, just a bundled sale, a normal business practice.

Qiping wasn't the best businessman, but that didn't mean he lacked business acumen. In fact, many people were like this; when it came to their own interests, they immediately became experts.

Qiping, humming a song, felt incredibly elated. Everything was so beautiful for him now because he knew his future would be even better.

There was no reason not to be proud and satisfied. Although luck played a part, it was also the result of his continuous efforts. This was the success of opportunity and hard work, which made him feel even more accomplished.

Returning home with a group of small followers, he saw Black Charcoal leisurely wandering through the pasture he had planted. These delicious pastures were indeed more delicious, and they were Black Charcoal's favorite food.

"I'll see how long you can run. As soon as I start training, you run away!" Qiping felt a mix of love and frustration for this smart and spirited horse.

Black Charcoal's biggest problem was that he was too smart. He didn't want to practice; he just wanted to play!

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