Jiang Xu returned to Jiang Xiaoyan's villa, and together with An Nuonuo, they went to the nearby market to buy groceries.
The market here was a bit different from those back home.
"There aren't many vegetables," An Nuonuo looked around and noted.
Mostly, it was various meats and seafood.
There were very few types of vegetables, and they were much more expensive than the meats.
"Yeah," Jiang Xu nodded, "it's quite cold here, so the cost of growing vegetables is very high."
An Nuonuo's eyes sparkled: "Then, couldn't we build a greenhouse here to grow vegetables? Would it make money?"
After all, every Chinese has farming etched into their genes.
No matter where they go, their first thought is always to grow something.
Jiang Xu shook his head: "It won't work."
"Why not?" asked An Nuonuo.
Jiang Xu's expression was obscure: "Some things can't be discussed."
Having understood, An Nuonuo didn't ask any further.
