Many villagers burst into laughter, none of them had expected Liu Huyi's joke to go this far. How much effect could such a tiny bit of fertilizer possibly have? The mere cost of the fertilizer was enough to drive Liu Hun to question his life.
Daohao's mother scoffed coldly, disregarding everything with a snort, "Hmph, this is the first time I've heard someone say this! I've known all along that you, boy, were up to no good. Do you think I, an old lady, am so easily deceived? A little fertilizer and it's supposed to sprout? Are you joking?"
"Daohao's mom, when Liu Hun says something, he does it. I say I can grow five thousand pounds, and it will be five thousand pounds. What's more, once I've grown them, I can share half with you all at that time. Wouldn't that be great? You get yours, and I get mine," Liu Hun said with an oath, "If you don't believe me, I can prove it right here."
