"What's the problem?"
Wang Hao asked, puzzled.
"It's about the soil here. We can only grow some common Chinese herbal medicines now, which is really a waste of the great effects of Dragon Pool Spring."
Su Zhenping sighed and shook his head.
Wang Hao immediately felt a sense of loss in his heart. Su Zhenping was right. If their greenhouse was suitable for growing rare Chinese herbs like ginseng or lingzhi, that'd be incredible.
With such a growth rate, Wang Hao estimated he could become the world's richest person in less than two years!
But forcing a change in the soil now would definitely cost a lot, and right now, Wang Hao could not afford such an expense.
So, the only task in front of Wang Hao was to make money, and the more, the better, and the faster, the better.
"Uncle Su, how about we sell all the lingzhi from the Dragon Pool Spring? What do you think?"
Wang Hao suddenly thought of the many valuable lingzhi in the cave around Dragon Pool Spring.
