"Boss Zhang really has good plans for this, doesn't he? You give me five hundred acres of ginseng seeds, I give them to the villagers of Kao Mountain Village, and then when the villagers harvest, I buy it at the market price and sell it back to you at the market price. I want to ask, Boss Zhang, what do you expect me to earn?" Wu Fengqing wasn't angry and spoke calmly.
After all, now that Wu Fengqing had the contract with the villagers of Kao Mountain Village in his hands, he wasn't afraid of anything.
"Tell me, what exactly do you want?" Fatty Zhang also knew his previous proposal was impossible, and gestured with a wave of his hand.
"I understand the sentiment of wanting to provide the ginseng seeds! However, I, Mr. Wu, can still afford the seeds for eighteen hundred acres!" Wu Fengqing knew that the seeds for eighteen hundred acres of ginseng weren't a small amount, but in terms of future harvest, they were clearly insignificant.