Having made his decision, Wu Xiaoshan didn't delay any longer and, after giving Shen Xiuzhen a heads-up, he went to find Xu Lipeng.
At that time, Xu Lipeng was in his own yard, sipping on grain liquor and humming an unknown tune, feeling utterly content.
After all, during this period, Wu Xiaoshan had given him quite a bit of work—fixing up fish ponds, setting up sheds—and in less than a month, he had made more than ten thousand yuan, which was more than he used to make in half a year.
"Uncle Lipeng, enjoying your drink?" Wu Xiaoshan greeted Xu Lipeng.
"Oh, Xiaoshan, wanna join me for a drink?" Xu Lipeng called out with a smile.
"Some other time. I'm here today to discuss some matters with you," Wu Xiaoshan waved his hand and said.
Seeing Wu Xiaoshan speaking earnestly, Xu Lipeng also put down his drink and said gravely, "What's the matter? Just tell me."
"It's like this..." Wu Xiaoshan explained his idea to build a small-scale feed factory on the vegetable plot.
