Zhan Qipei chewed on a piece of sweet and sour spare ribs, a flavor he used to enjoy.
However—
Ever since he had tasted the sweet and sour spare ribs made by Qiao Jing, he felt that the taste in his mouth was just so-so.
Zhan Yao put down his chopsticks and started to speak to everyone.
"I just received news that Professor Qiao's Research Institute has successfully developed a new variety of corn, with a yield more than double that of the previous one."
Upon hearing this, Qiao Jing's actions while eating paused ever so slightly, just for a second, before she resumed as before.
"That's amazing!" Zhan Nanqing exclaimed in admiration, her eyes full of adoration.
Speaking of this, Zhan Nanqing remembered the day a month ago when she had picked up Qiao Jing from the countryside. Qiao Jing had made a call, saying something about a success that would propel agriculture to a whole new level.
Just blowing smoke!
Zhan Nanqing cast a disdainful glance at Qiao Jing.
