"Really? Xiaobao, brother, how much do you have?" Jin Dazhuang's eyes bulged as soon as he heard Li Xiaobao speak, as if he was about to devour someone.
"Hmm! How much does Boss Jin want?" Li Xiaobao had no idea himself, but he still pretended to be composed.
"Haha, of course, the more the merrier, the more the merrier!" Jin Dazhuang waved his arms in extreme excitement, and even his chefs nodded in agreement.
"The more the merrier!" Li Xiaobao, hearing Jin Dazhuang's words, showed a very troubled expression and said, "But these things are really not easy for me to grow!"
"Haha, Brother Xiaobao, I finally understand why Old Wu brought you here today! Hahahaha!" Jin Dazhuang was also a wise man, laughing heartily as he spoke.
"Hey, this really isn't my business!" Wu Fengqing quickly distanced himself; to tell the truth, he had brought Li Xiaobao today simply to treat him to a meal.
"All the same, Brother Xiaobao, name your price!" Jin Dazhuang waved his hand and directly spoke.