In the retirement home.
Nightfall descends, as the head chef and his team have already departed. Zheng Fa and his three companions move a few more recliners and lie side by side in the courtyard.
The ecological environment here is excellent.
The weather today is clear and sunny, stars twinkle in the night sky, and the scent of grass and trees wafts through the air.
A gentle breeze blows from the mountainside, and their conversation is aimless but full of contentment.
"Their condition is to purchase daily, and I've sent you their price offer," Old Man Bai turns his head to speak to Zheng Fa.
Zheng Fa nods; he has seen the other party's offer as well.
He has some understanding of market prices—during his three years of high school, he would always wander around the vegetable market on weekends, buying things like roast chicken.
But the opponent's bid is a bit too generous.
