"It's from our own vegetable garden."
With Li Xiaobao's confirmation, Wen Ya was shocked but also understood why the Liu family's hotel couldn't compete. Even if the Liu family took her advice, they would at most delay their closure; they simply couldn't compete.
Dining at a top hotel today is all about taste and class. With the same class, a huge difference in taste makes diners naturally choose the better-flavored option.
She gave Li Xiaobao a deep look and said something that delighted him: "Wait a moment, I want to see your production base."
"Sure, if you like, I'll even send you a few baskets later." Li Xiaobao eagerly gestured with a wave of his hand.
Now Wen Ya was truly curious about how the village of Li Xiaobao cultivated such delicious vegetables.
That meal left Wen Ya very full, because it was really delicious.
After the meal, Wen Ya drove a rather understated Ford, compared to her former status, along with Li Xiaobao to Kao Mountain Village.
