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Chapter 26 of 100

Chapter 26

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Some people live to eat, while others eat to live, but in the end, they all want to live. No one can predict what will happen in the future, but life must go on. As the farmers say, if you're afraid of the cicadas' chirping, you won't even plant your crops.

It was already mid-October, and the National Day holiday meant little to the farmers. The only ones who were happy were the children who could read.

The grapes at home were picked and eaten by Fangfang as soon as the first ones turned red. This year, the grapes, nourished by the space water, were larger, sweeter, and more abundant than in previous years. Now, Fangfang counts the remaining grapes every day. Dad had said that the rest were all for Fangfang. A child's world is simple: I can give you some, but you can't take them without my permission.

Since the last conversation with Wang Mingyuan, Liu Yunxuan felt much more relaxed. After all, keeping things bottled up inside can be harmful.

The Jin Di Club is the most luxurious club in the provincial capital, ranking number one among the city's clubs. Membership cards are not just for the wealthy; one must also have a certain social status. Moreover, only ten new members are accepted each year.

With Liu Yunxuan's current status, he naturally had no chance of getting in, but this time he was there to discuss the Golden Cabbage with Liu Lin. Unlike in novels, the club's security guards did not look down on Liu Yunxuan or mock him. Due to the club's special admission policy, Liu Yunxuan was treated with respect and was now sitting in the hall, sipping tea leisurely.

Since Liu Lin had not arrived, the security guard had to ask the hall manager if any member was expecting Liu Yunxuan. After confirmation, the hall manager personally led Liu Yunxuan to the reserved room.

Unlike what Liu Yunxuan had expected, the hall manager did not lead him upstairs but to an electric cart. It was clear that this was Liu Yunxuan's first visit, so the hall manager gave a brief introduction.

The buildings ahead were mostly entertainment facilities, and most gatherings took place in the private rooms on the top floor. This time, Liu Lin had booked a higher-end room, which was located in a villa at the back. The hall manager was also curious about this young man, who was dressed simply and had nothing that indicated his status. The only special thing was his demeanor, which gave a sense of tranquility. This term is more often used to describe women, and the hall manager felt a bit absurd using it. The contrast was strong, but it didn't seem out of place.

This was partly due to the changes in Liu Yunxuan's body. Tai Chi is a Daoist martial art, and Liu Yunxuan had reached a certain level of proficiency. As the owner of the space, he inevitably absorbed some of the space's aura. Anyone who objectively observed Liu Yunxuan would have the same feeling as the hall manager.

Passing through a golf course, they arrived at a cluster of about thirty villas, each with its own unique style.

"I still have a long way to go to be as wealthy as these people," Liu Yunxuan thought to himself.

"Sir, please rest in the Linfeng Villa. There are attendants inside. If you need anything, just let them know. Mr. Liu said he will be here soon," the hall manager said, pointing to a villa surrounded by maple trees.

The interior of the villa was not as opulent as expected but rather elegant. There were several landscape paintings on the walls. A beautiful attendant asked if he wanted to eat something, but Liu Yunxuan politely declined.

Less than twenty minutes later, Liu Lin and Wang Minghua arrived together.

"Brother, did you wait long? I'm really sorry. There was an urgent matter at the company that needed to be handled, which delayed me a bit," Liu Lin explained as soon as he saw Liu Yunxuan, showing that he valued him.

"Brother Liu, please don't say that. If you keep saying that, I won't dare call you next time. Brother Minghua, you're free today? How is Uncle Wang's health recently?" Liu Yunxuan stopped Liu Lin's apology and then asked Wang Minghua.

"Nothing much today. I heard from Liu Lin that you were coming, and it's been a while since we've seen each other, so I came along. The old man is doing well, just wondering what you've been up to lately and why you haven't visited. Oh, and also about that little Fangfang," Wang Minghua said with a smile. His wife was planning to have a child in two years, and the adorable Fangfang was also liked by his parents.

Hearing their conversation, Liu Lin's eyes brightened. It seemed he was right to value this young brother. Being able to visit the provincial party secretary's home frequently and being called "uncle" by the family, and the way they conversed without any sense of status difference, was something even he and Wang Minghua had not achieved.

"Let's not stand on ceremony here. Let's wash our hands and have dinner. I'm starving, and they have some authentic Yangcheng Lake hairy crabs here. Let's try them," Liu Lin said, ushering the two inside.

Yangcheng Lake hairy crabs are considered the best of all crabs. It's not just a saying. In October, it's the best time to eat male crabs. When the crab shell is opened, it's full of crab roe. The roe, meat, and claws are all incredibly delicious. With the special dipping sauce, each person ate two.

"Brother Liu, I'm asking for your help, and you're spending money on me. As a younger brother, I should toast you," Liu Yunxuan said, drinking the glass of Maotai in one gulp.

"Don't be so formal. I have to eat anyway, and it's not like you're asking for a favor. I should say you're doing me a favor by bringing me business. We've agreed that all your cabbages are mine, and you can't sell them to anyone else," Liu Lin said, finishing his glass of wine.

"Business is business. Don't drink too much, and don't think of it as a favor or a favor returned. If there's money to be made, let's all benefit. Don't let business ruin our friendship," Wang Minghua interjected.

"I truly appreciate Brother Liu Lin. This might seem like a small matter to you, but it's a big deal for me. I was thinking that if the cabbages didn't sell, I'd just feed them to the pigs," Liu Yunxuan said gratefully.

Liu Lin thought Liu Yunxuan was joking. Last time, the cabbages were so good, they couldn't be fed to pigs. Besides, with Wang Minghua around, many people would want to help sell the cabbages. He didn't know that Liu Yunxuan had really planned to do that.

"Brother, how do the cabbages taste?" Liu Lin asked.

"I brought you one," Liu Yunxuan said, taking a cabbage from the bag he had brought.

"Good, your cabbages are good. They can definitely be exported to South Korea, but I can't accept them," Liu Lin said, first weighing the cabbage, then peeling back the leaves, and finally tasting it.

Hearing Liu Lin's words, Liu Yunxuan was taken aback. Everything had been going well, but suddenly Liu Lin said he wouldn't accept the cabbages. Liu Yunxuan glanced at Wang Minghua, who also looked puzzled.

"Don't worry, let me finish," Liu Lin said, taking a sip of wine.

"Speak up, don't beat around the bush," Wang Minghua, who had known Liu Lin for a long time, said impatiently, knowing that Liu Lin wouldn't go back on his word, especially with him involved.

Liu Lin didn't mind Wang Minghua's tone; instead, he was pleased, as it showed closeness.

"Do you know that South Korea's cabbage production has drastically decreased this year? This has caused them a lot of trouble. This kimchi nation can't even make kimchi, so they're in a hurry. However, they are still very picky and only accept cabbages that meet their standards.

They have also introduced policies to save the market, exempting cabbages exported to South Korea from taxes. With the current high demand in South Korea and the limited supply of cabbages that meet the standards, the price of cabbages has skyrocketed.

At the previous price, cabbages cost 30 cents to 40 cents per pound at most. Now, after exporting to South Korea and deducting all expenses, they can sell for at least 30 yuan per pound. Your cabbages are of such high quality that the price can be even higher. How can I make money from you?

So, I won't accept this batch of cabbages. I'll help you sell them for free, and you can give me a 30% commission as a token of appreciation."

Liu Lin slowly explained his intentions.