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Chapter 1145 - 582 Utter Misfortune and Accidental Success_4

Chapter 1145: Chapter 582 Utter Misfortune and Accidental Success_4

Everyone at the table laughed, "Of course that’s possible."

The kitchen was full of smoky haze. Lin Haihu, wearing some sunglasses from who knows where, covered his face with a mask and even had on a pair of veterinary gloves. His getup was comparable to a bank robber on TV.

This guy didn’t even turn on the exhaust fan, turning the kitchen into a smoke-filled mess.

As soon as a few people entered, they covered their noses. Yan Fei complained to him, "Can’t you turn on the exhaust fan when you’re frying chili oil? How can anyone enter here?"

Without turning around, Lin Haihu confidently replied, "It’s better if no one can come in. That way, you guys won’t get to eat what I’ve made before I do!"

It’s just frying some chili, it’s not a big deal. Are you treating it like a treasure?

Yan Fei couldn’t be bothered with him and turned to Boss Luo.

Nobody knew what Boss Luo was looking for. He went up front, grabbed a few bright red chilies...

Busy Lin Haihu didn’t see who it was and complained without turning around, "Don’t touch them, you eat them raw. I’m not hiding anything from you all, yet you still sneak a peek. It’s just a little chili oil, is it really worth it!"

Yan Fei slapped him on the back and said, "This is our guest, here to see our chilies."

Upon realizing there were also guests following, Lin Haihu withdrew his head a bit and chuckled, falling silent.

Boss Luo looked around and then said, "Can’t tell much just by the size. I’ll take some back for testing!"

It’s just a chili, do you need to go to such lengths?

People thought he could discern something, but it turned out to be just that statement.

As they walked outside, seeing Yan Fei’s unconvinced expression, Boss Luo suddenly laughed, "We often travel around to buy ingredients, and we must remember this principle: ’what grows in Huainan is an orange, what grows in Huaibei is a trifoliate orange.’ Our country is vast and rich in resources, and even crops from neighboring lands can be starkly different. These little chilies might be a big deal if they turn out to be good—I mean the market is huge!"

Upon hearing this, everyone thought it over and started to understand.

Chen Yingjun came from Black Gold City, which has similar culinary habits to Sancha River village: chilies are optional but manageable without them. There are those who love spicy food, but it’s not as critical as in places like Chuan Province, where meals are unthinkable without chilies.

However, those places are known chili-producing regions. It’s common knowledge at Sancha River, but no one has heard of any special characteristics of the local chilies. They have been grown for many years, and every household has them in their kitchen, even if they don’t particularly like spicy food, just to have on hand for guests.

No one expected such a commonplace item to have any advantage.

If someone was willing to take them back for testing, Yan Fei naturally supported it. After all, if the chilies turned out, as Boss Luo said, to be better than others, the whole village could make some money—that would be a good thing!

Yet all this was uncertain. Yan Fei didn’t harbor much hope, thinking, ’What can come from planting without intention?’

It wasn’t a big deal for Boss Luo, he just came to see if it was possible to stably harvest in the future. Now that he saw the big greenhouses, he felt reassured. Other matters would be discussed later; he didn’t come just for this, so after eating, he didn’t stay long, only taking a large pack of chilies as a gift.

As they saw off Boss Luo, Liu JinXue, with a stern face, tried to get on the car, but was held back by Yan Fei, "Senior Brother Liu, what’s the hurry?"

Liu JinXue kept a straight face, "I have things to take care of at home!"

Yan Fei said cheerfully, "No rush, it’s been a while since we brothers met. You came to visit today; if I don’t keep you for a few more days, I’d feel embarrassed the next time I see Senior Brother Wang. Right, Boss Luo? If you don’t stay for a few days, I’d already be very sorry, and how could Senior Brother Liu leave with you?"

Boss Luo laughed heartily, "Boss Liu, Yan is truly eager to host you, I think you should stay! Next time I come, I’ll visit you then. I’ll head off now!"

That man was surely seasoned in business, adept at addressing people appropriately. Yan didn’t care about formalities; he found it easy to get along with, calling him brother right from the first meeting.

But with someone as scholarly as Liu JinXue, despite interacting for a long time, he still kept to formal titles.

Liu JinXue, not one for thick-skinned actions, saw Boss Luo leave him behind and climbed into the car no further.

Boss Luo waved to everyone and instructed Xiaochen to drive away.

Watching the car disappear in the distance, and then looking back at Liu JinXue’s stern face, Yan Fei grinned, "Senior Brother Liu, let’s go back and rest for a bit. Let’s talk—you can tell me what’s been troubling you so much that you’re even considering quitting business?"