After counting the rabbits in the shed, Fan Zijin said, "There are only about 4,000 that can be put up for sale. Isn't that too little?"
The corners of Mu Yangling's mouth twitched as she said, "Even if you think it's too little, you have to look at how big my land is. It's already a high burden for me to raise so many rabbits on my 68 acres of land. If it weren't for the fact that these rabbits aren't picky about food and can even be fed with just dry wheatgrass, I would have sold all 4,000-odd of them. You have to know that I still have thousands of little rabbits on hand."
Fan Zijin snorted and said, "Whether you have enough land or not is your problem. I only care about the results. If it's not enough, you can convert forestland or directly buy land."
Qi Haoran took a piece of pasture and bit it in his mouth. He spoke up for Mu Yangling. "How can she have the money to buy land when she hasn't earned a single cent yet?"
