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Chapter 269 - 269 269 The Girl Who Wants to Sell Pigs

269: Chapter 269 The Girl Who Wants to Sell Pigs 269: Chapter 269 The Girl Who Wants to Sell Pigs After countless experiments, Zhao Guang felt the full array of Weapons inside his Space Ring.

It truly was a profound sense of security.

Now, even if an advanced professional came after him, he wasn’t powerless in a fight.

Indeed, his sniper rifle only posed a threat, but that wasn’t the only weapon he had.

Among them, there were several rocket launchers too.

If those were fired, the power would be even more terrifying.

That night, an excited Zhao Guang had knocked Xi Fei unconscious again, the cost being several uses of the Healing Technique to alleviate the situation.

The next morning, when Zhao Guang returned home, he heard a knock at the door.

“Is that you, Shanshan?

Is it time for breakfast already?

This aroma…” Zhao Guang sniffed, certain it was a scent he had never experienced before, truly tempting.

“The five strips of pork you ordered have been delivered.

We are having this for breakfast.”

So it was pork from five pigs, Zhao Guang realized.

But had pork from five pigs always smelled so good?

He hadn’t noticed before.

Wait, he hadn’t had a chef to handle it before.

The cooking method was quite rough, and due to the Otherworld folks’ customs, a lot of spices were used directly.

It seems the natural flavor of the meat was masked by those inferior spices.

No wonder when he ate it before, it felt only slightly better than usual meat.

Only today did he truly discover the real taste of pork from five pigs.

After walking downstairs, Zhao Guang saw a lot had already been set up.

“Eating something so greasy so early, are you sure that’s okay?” Zhao Guang remarked as he sat down and took a bite.

The flavor was indescribable.

How had he never enjoyed it like this before?

“Look who’s talking, you’re enjoying it even more.

Though it’s not good to eat like this in the morning, an occasional indulgence is fine.”

Ye Zhi was also tempted; the taste of this meat was far superior to any luxurious beef.

Plus, after a lab analysis, Ye Zhi learned that this was not ordinary meat; eating it directly only brought benefits to the body and no harm.

Even any potential detriments from eating pork were completely overshadowed by its advantages.

“I must say, this meat tastes really good.

Try some.”

Having cooked too much in one go, Ye Zhi, thinking they wouldn’t finish it, suggested others try it too.

Zhao Guang could eat it, but he didn’t want to compete with others.

Better to control himself.

“Good, if we’re out of meat at home, just tell me, and I’ll get some.”

With his appetite, if he kept eating like this, Jiajia would likely worry.

He should probably secretly source more from the Otherworld and let others think what they will.

“By the way, could you let me handle this pork business?”

Zhao Guang frowned, “You want to sell pork?

Haven’t you always been in finance?”

Selling pork sounded undignified.

Zhao Guang had assumed all along that Ye Zhi wouldn’t do this, as she cared a lot about her image compared to him.

“This grade of pork, I can totally turn it into a luxury brand without tarnishing my image.”

Haven’t other countries sold high-class meats without affecting their image, even gaining worldwide fame?

“But the issue is, I need this meat for the development over in the province.”

“Development of a province is not something for individuals to worry about.

Honestly, if you grow too prominent, someone will have to share the load, including some pressure from the authorities.”

There was that argument.

He had initially just wanted to cultivate his own Golden Body.

“If an individual’s contributions are too significant, it could make local departments look incompetent.”

So that was it.

Zhao Guang nodded, understanding.

“But the problem is, letting you handle it, won’t it have an impact?”

Ye Zhi gently placed a piece of meat in her mouth, swallowed it, and then spoke, “No worries.

I’ve inquired—over there they primarily deal with hybrid types, but pure Five Pigs won’t be the main product, right?”

Zhao Guang nodded; that was indeed Liu Jiayin’s plan.

“But the Five Pigs can’t all go to waste; they need to be sold somewhere.

I could build a high-end channel, which would boost the reputation of the Five Pigs and also benefit the sales of the lower-grade meats.”

After thinking it over, Zhao Guang agreed, “That makes sense.

I trust your ability to achieve it.

But aren’t you always involved in finance?

Do you really want to do this?”

“I’m in finance not because I like it, but because I haven’t found a suitable material project.”

Everyone knew that material businesses were the most stable.

Finance was like castles in the air, always at risk of collapse.

But solid businesses were not so easily managed, either occupied by others or just scraps.

They were not only undignified but also less profitable; it was unlike Ye Zhi to get involved.

But the Five Pigs Zhao Guang had were a different story—it was a blue ocean, and a high-class one too.

As long as she could control it well, it wouldn’t likely fall into others’ hands.

Zhao Guang thought for a moment and then said, “Well, discuss the specifics with Jiajia.” Zhao Guang was a bit worried, fearing this might lead to the leakage of the pig breed, which wouldn’t be good.

“Jiajia?” Ye Zhi was surprised.

That sounded like a girl’s name.

Was there such a person?

“It’s Liu Jiayin, that’s what we all call her,” Zhao Guang realized.

“You boys,” Ye Zhi sighed.

She knew about boys’ mysterious behaviors, but none had shown such in front of her.

Back in school, those boys had always behaved very well around her.

When she snapped back to reality, Ye Zhi suddenly realized that most of the meat had ended up in Zhao Guang’s stomach.

His mouth was like a bottomless pit, endlessly devouring everything on the table.

No longer caring about manners, Ye Zhi quickly dragged over a plate.

“You pig, eating so fast and so much, leave some for me.”

Zhao Guang rolled his eyes, “It’s my pig, alright.

Can’t I eat a bit more?

My appetite isn’t something ordinary people can match, being a Martial Arts practitioner and all.”

“You, a Martial Arts practitioner?

I’m afraid you’d be killed in a fight.”

Martial Arts was becoming increasingly popular recently, so Zhao Guang training wasn’t a surprise to Ye Zhi.

Even she had started exercising lately.

She only did basic workouts, and since they were early in the morning, Zhao Guang hadn’t seen her.