"Being one step ahead makes you a genius; being ten steps ahead makes you a god!" Yan Fei said, laughing haughtily in a typical villainous fashion. "So how about it, wifey, am I impressive or what? Once I succeed in this venture too, we'll have yet another source of income."
"You haven't even succeeded yet!" Xu Xiaoyan, who was preparing breakfast in the kitchen, chastised him. "Even if you can cultivate them well, you have to be able to sell them. I've never seen mushrooms being sold here, no one even eats them!"
"Selling them here is definitely not feasible, they have to be sold to the big city." Yan Fei nodded, "Don't worry, as long as we can grow them, we won't have any trouble selling them! The key is that this gives us another way to deal with the cow dung. We'll never have to worry about not having a use for it again!"
