Purple Cloud Cabbages are too delicious, Ma Jingtian came to plead on behalf of a bunch of brothers.
"Keep dreaming, those things are meant to be sold. Don't forget that Chu Mansion has hardly any income right now, and the Water Wraith Gang has turned over a new leaf, with so many mouths to feed, surviving on cabbages alone would bankrupt me."
In Xin Lin's heart, Little Xin Lin held an abacus in his left hand and a calculator in his right, calculating vigorously on how to make the most out of these Purple Cloud Cabbages and carve out a financial path for Chu Mansion.
"Little Boss, no matter how tasty these cabbages are, how much could they actually be worth? If they could be made into Spiritual Delicacies, they'd surely increase in value; but if we're just selling them raw, at most they'd bring a few copper coins. I think we might as well eat them ourselves. They even have some medicinal benefits; after I ate some, my chronic constipation was cured!"
