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Chen Dayong's eyes flickered as he fell into deep thought.
This price was indeed high, far exceeding the usual cost of Native Chicken Eggs. He couldn't help but doubt whether he could sell them at such a price. However, he suddenly recalled the time when Chen Xuan had offered sky-high prices for watermelons, which had taken Jianghe by storm. Perhaps a miracle would happen again.
After pondering for a moment, Chen Dayong gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement. "Alright, then. I'll take a batch to try."
Chen Xuan nodded in response.
The deal was settled just like that. Chen Xuan called over the Watermelon Demon and Jin Xiong, who dove into the Chicken Coop to gather two thousand eggs to hand over to Chen Dayong.
Chen Dayong promptly paid ten thousand yuan and left with several large baskets of eggs. He was eager to start selling Chen Xuan's eggs.
Not long after Chen Dayong left, Wang Xiong arrived.
A pot of boiled eggs had been completely devoured by Chen Dayong, and Chen Xuan hadn't had the chance to cook more. However, Wang Xiong didn't mind; he wasn't particularly interested in Chen Xuan's Native Chicken Eggs. The only reason he came here was to give Chen Xuan some face.
Most of the eggs from the Chicken Coop had been taken by Chen Dayong, leaving only a few dozen scattered around. Chen Xuan packed these eggs up and handed them to Wang Xiong, suggesting he sell them at the fruit shop to test the market's reaction.
Wang Xiong accepted with a smile, exchanged a few pleasantries, and took the eggs back to Jianghe.
After some thought, Wang Xiong drove to an upscale neighborhood and arrived at a house, respectfully knocking on the door.
The door opened.
A middle-aged woman in her forties, still possessing a certain charm, appeared before Wang Xiong.
"Wang Xiong," she smiled.
"Aunt Wang, what brings you here? Come in!" Aunt Wang greeted him warmly, clearly having a good relationship with him.
Wang Xiong respectfully carried the eggs as he stepped inside.
The room was spacious and elegantly decorated. At that moment, a stern-looking middle-aged man, clearly someone who had held a high position for a long time, was engrossed in practicing calligraphy.
"Shh, Xu Ge is practicing calligraphy," Aunt Wang whispered.
"Then I won't disturb him," Wang Xiong replied, knowing that once the man started practicing, he wouldn’t stop for hours.
"Aunt Wang, I brought some Native Chicken Eggs for you and Xu Ge. Xiao Gao is preparing for his college entrance exams, so these will be perfect for him."
"Oh dear, you shouldn't have gone to such trouble."
"We're family; there's no need to be so polite. I'll take my leave now."
"I'll see you off."
Aunt Wang accompanied Wang Xiong to the door. After confirming that the bag contained eggs, she felt relieved and took them to the kitchen, planning to wait until her son Xiao Gao returned home in a few days to enjoy them.
In her eyes, since these Native Chicken Eggs were from Wang Xiong, they must be of high quality and nutritious—just what her precious son needed to boost his health.
A few days later, Aunt Wang suddenly received a call from a friend asking if she had a source for something called Silver Eggs.
"Silver Eggs?" Aunt Wang asked curiously. "What kind of eggs are those? I've never heard of them."
On the other end of the line, her friend exclaimed in surprise, "No way! Aunt Wang, you haven't heard of Silver Eggs? They've been selling like crazy in Jianghe! Everyone says they taste amazing!"
"Aren't you the most well-known nutritionist in Jianghe? I thought you would have connections in this area."
Aunt Wang was taken aback; she truly had no idea where Silver Eggs came from. Driven by curiosity, she decided to ask more about it.
Sister Wang was taken aback.
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