Jiang Jinghan stood nervously next to Qiann Yan, and the smile on Lee Chengfu’s face didn’t help her relax.

Qiann Yan was a bit surprised to learn that the purchaser was Lee Chengfu.

The memories of the original owner included Lee Chengfu. He was from the neighboring village, and after Xie Moohuai’s incident, Lee Chengfu took over the catering for Liantao Town Middle School.

At that time, after Jiang Jinghan’s incident, the original owner was in a daze and occasionally heard villagers talking about how children came back complaining that the school’s food was getting worse and more expensive.

"Aunt Song, your vegetables are indeed good." Lee Chengfu glanced at Jiang Jinghan standing next to him and said with a smile, "Teacher Jiang, you should get busy with your class. This side I’ll slowly negotiate with Aunt Song. Whether we succeed or not will depend on the sincerity of both sides."

Qiann Yan: "Little Han, you go to your class first."

Jiang Jinghan remembered that her mother was not one to suffer losses now. Despite her worries, staying here seemed pointless as she couldn’t afford to miss her class.

"Aunt Song, your vegetables are indeed good," Lee Chengfu said. "But our cafeteria has always had fixed suppliers, and having good vegetables alone doesn’t seem enough to convince me. In terms of price, I wonder if you are willing to make any concessions."

As soon as Lee Chengfu spoke, Qiann Yan understood his meaning.

Price isn’t important; what’s important is whether she can give a kickback.

Actually, she had already talked to the town’s supermarket and wasn’t reliant on the school. Of course, if she could reach an agreement with the school, she wouldn’t refuse.

"I can offer the school some discounts on price, but my vegetables are top-notch in terms of freshness and appearance; the price can’t be too low."

Give a kickback? No way.

According to Jiang Jinghan, Xie Moohuai valued the school cafeteria highly, so why choose someone like Lee Chengfu as a purchaser?

She speculated that Xie Moohuai was that person and suddenly felt that he had poor judgment in this life, unable to pick the right people.

(That person named Moohuai: "So wronged! I wasn’t in charge of choosing people at that time.")

"Aunt Song, then I’m really sorry, your terms cannot convince me." Lee Chengfu put on a stern face, not in a good mood. After all, she was just a farmer who couldn’t even recognize hints, and he was a bit reluctant to give up on getting a kickback, no matter how small the cut, he planned to remind her, "In any business, you need to understand the rules of that business. If you understand the rules here, I can make some exceptions."

He had explained it so clearly; surely she understood by now, didn’t she?

Qiann Yan: "You want a kickback?"

Lee Chengfu’s hand shook a bit; he looked around, relieved to see no one around, and gave Qiann Yan an annoyed look. There was no need to say it so directly; everyone knew without saying.

A farmer is just a farmer, making a fuss over nothing.

"Aunt Song, think about what you should do."

Qiann Yan: "In your dreams!"

With Lee Chengfu there, there was no way to cooperate with the school. Fortunately, she had already made arrangements with the town’s supermarket, not pinning all her hopes here.

"Aunt Song, there’s no need to speak so harshly. Your vegetables are good, but they don’t last long, and you need a market for them, right?"

Qiann Yan decided to carry the vegetables away. As for the vegetables in the basket, she planned to sell them retail in town to see how well they were received.

She had no intention of coming back to the school.

The vegetables she grew had no insects, never used pesticides because she made her own insect-proof formula, using traditional Chinese medicine, which wouldn’t easily threaten human health like pesticides.