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Chen Xuan slowly savored the taste, a look of ecstasy on his face. One after another, he devoured them. Normally, he would feel full after just one boiled egg, but at this moment, Chen Xuan quickly finished three Boiled Eggs before reluctantly stopping himself. They were simply too delicious!
This was undoubtedly the best egg Chen Xuan had ever tasted in his life! If it weren't for the limit on how many eggs one could eat in a day, he would have been tempted to finish all the eggs in front of him.
The texture of the eggs exceeded all of Chen Xuan's expectations. He believed that once these delicious eggs were introduced to the market, they would definitely create a sensation. Naturally, this would also bring him substantial profits. By then, the economic crisis facing his Farm would no longer be an issue.
With this thought in mind, Chen Xuan hurriedly took out his phone and called Wang Xiong. Wang Xiong owned dozens of fruit chain stores in Jianghe City and was currently the best candidate for selling Native Chicken Eggs.
When Wang Xiong received Chen Xuan's call, he was quite excited, thinking that Chen Xuan had new fruits to launch. He had been keeping an eye on Chen Xuan's orchard for quite some time. Unfortunately, Chen Xuan disappointed him this time; he was calling to promote his Native Chicken Eggs.
Native Chicken Eggs? Wang Xiong paused for a moment and then chuckled. As the economy developed, the residents of Jianghe City began to pursue organic green agricultural products, and Native Chicken Eggs were among their favorites. However, in Wang Xiong's view, these so-called Native Chicken Eggs were nothing special—pretty much the same as any other eggs. Aside from being slightly more expensive, there wasn't much that set them apart; their taste was just average.
Wang Xiong didn't have high expectations for the Native Chicken Eggs that Chen Xuan was promoting today. However, after some consideration and for the sake of future cooperation, he decided to visit Chen Xuan's Farm personally. He would casually purchase some Native Chicken Eggs as a way to support him.
As for the sale of Native Chicken Eggs, Wang Xiong naturally wouldn’t sell them in his fruit shop. He was planning to visit an elder soon and thought it would make a nice gift.
With that in mind, Wang Xiong hung up the phone and set off for Chen Xuan's farm.
At that moment, after receiving Wang Xiong's response, Chen Xuan turned back to the chicken coop and brought over seven or eight more eggs. He also prepared a pot of boiled eggs, intending to let Wang Xiong taste them later.
About half an hour later, footsteps could be heard outside the wooden house. Chen Xuan thought Wang Xiong had arrived and quickly stepped out. However, when he looked up, the figure standing at the door was not Wang Xiong at all.
It was Chen Dayong.
Chen Dayong hadn’t been seen in a while. He was dressed in clothes that looked quite upscale, with his hair slicked back and a shiny complexion, as if he was doing well for himself.
Seeing Chen Xuan, Chen Dayong chuckled and set down a large pile of gifts he had been carrying.
“Uncle, what brings you here?”
“Xiao Xuan, I just happened to be passing by and thought I’d come see you.”
Chen Xuan nodded and invited Chen Dayong to sit down.
Chen Dayong sat down awkwardly but his gaze frequently scanned the surroundings with a hint of curiosity.
He smiled casually and asked, “Xiao Xuan, what have you been busy with lately?”
“Raising chickens,” Chen Xuan replied offhandedly.
“Raising chickens?” Chen Dayong’s expression darkened slightly; he had thought Chen Xuan was still growing watermelons.
He reluctantly continued, “Your watermelons sold so well; why not expand the scale a bit? I’m still waiting to continue purchasing from you.”
Ever since Chen Xuan decided to store the remaining watermelons instead of selling them, Chen Dayong had lost his main source of income.
This left Chen Dayong, who had just made a small profit, feeling quite out of sorts.
Unable to suppress his inner excitement, he decided to bring a gift and visit Chen Xuan, hoping to see if there were any new fruits available. Unfortunately, he was disappointed.
Chen Xuan had taken up raising chickens. Raising chickens? What was so special about that? It was such a dirty business!
Having tasted the joy of selling watermelons, Chen Dayong was not at all interested in Chen Xuan's chicken-raising venture. Just as he was lost in thought, Chen Xuan stood up and brought out a plate of eggs, smiling as he placed it in front of Chen Dayong.
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