Song Tan didn't ask how Wu Lei's thinking was going, and after another truckload of corn was loaded, she went with it to the suburban feed factory.
Before she even arrived, Wu Lei's call surprisingly came back so quickly:
"Tantan, I've decided. Didn't you say that it might rain for a month or two? Then I'll take two months' worth of forage for now."
"I'll transfer the money to your account."
It was rather unusual, had her cousin now become so decisive in his decision-making? Could it be that her uncle and aunt had suddenly become enlightened?
Song Tan was somewhat surprised, but not too surprised, and promptly replied:
"Alright then, when I head back this afternoon, I'll have the feed delivered to you first."
Her cousin asking for two months' worth of silage was actually a bit much, but since it needed fermentation time and wouldn't spoil temporarily, preparing it in advance was the right choice.
