Li Xiaobao looked at the expressions on everyone's faces and smiled faintly. Just because other people's vegetables could not be harvested in a week, it did not mean that his couldn't either.
"Can you guarantee that the quality of the vegetables you grow on the mountain will be the same as those you grow at home?"
Liu Xiaowen, with her meticulous mind, noticed something. This was Li Xiaobao's first time farming vegetables on the mountain; it must be the first crop, and she was worried that the taste might differ from before.
When Han Bing heard Liu Xiaowen's question, she nodded slightly.
"Don't worry, although the environment is different, I can guarantee a ninety percent similarity!"
"Really?"
Liu Xiaowen couldn't quite believe Li Xiaobao's words. He hadn't even grown the vegetables yet, and he was making such claims? Wasn't that a bit too much?
"Haha, if you don't believe me, you can stay here. Once this batch of vegetables is ready, you can be the first to taste it!"
