"Jiang Yue, I know you're young and very smart, but this is not a joke. If we don't sell them today, we will offend the oil mill people in town. Not to mention in the future, if his oil mill can't produce good oil, we'll really have to leave these seeds at home to rot. The oil mill people in town won't want them anymore. Are you sure you can extract it out?"
"Yes." Jiang Yue nodded.
Xue Erfu wanted to believe him. Xue Dafu was still hesitating. He wanted to believe it, but he didn't dare to. He was afraid of the consequences.
"Father, you should trust Jiang Yue," Xue Yan said.
"That's right," Xue Erfu chimed in. "Xue Yan never talks nonsense. Jiang Yue has been here for some time. Others might not know, but we know. She's not someone who talks nonsense either. Since Xue Yan and Jiang Yue have said so, we can definitely earn from this."
