Chapter 184: Ye Zong is capable of handling both the hall and the kitchen

Sure, you can have it; I'll go ask later, but first help me sell the remaining Medicinal Materials at the same price.

Please tell Yang Chairman that I'll keep the Fresh Goods matter in mind and handle it; just have them wait for news.

Lin Meng answered while already calculating in her mind; if Ye Fan could provide fresh medicinal sprouts for her, she could also plant a batch to see.

On Ye Heng's side, she should also have thought of providing some fresh soil for him to try planting vegetables.

Perhaps the soil transported from here could be contaminated more slowly, or even not at all.

However, this isn't urgent either; Ye Heng needs to expand the Bi Hu Suo and rebuild its environment, and then he could certainly build a good ecological environment.

However, it's said that the environmental filtration system is very costly, and it's not necessarily obtainable just by exchanging resources.

Later I'll talk with him in detail and then make plans.

Perhaps lost in thought, Lin Meng momentarily forgot she still had to cook, washing the vegetables in the basin absentmindedly, not even noticing Ye Chenjing peeking at her several times.

Seeing Lin Meng lost in thought, Ye Chenjing carefully took over her task and continued working.

After Lin Meng had thought it through, when she came to her senses she suddenly smelled a fragrance, only then realizing she had unknowingly fallen into a reverie, unaware of what was happening around her.

She warned herself to stay alert in the future, while glancing at the busy figure.

He is a tall figure of about 1.9 meters, and wearing an apron looks somewhat comical.

Yet when he tosses the wok to cook, he somehow possesses a unique charm.

Lin Meng couldn't help tilting her head to admire; Ye Chenjing's back view was strikingly attractive, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, a figure far better than average.

More importantly, although he usually appears cold and aloof, untouched by worldly affairs, now he has entered the hall and shown a refined, husbandly demeanor.

Such an extreme contrast is truly captivating.

Ye Chenjing continually paid attention to Lin Meng's movements, feeling that he was being watched by her, which made him a little nervous yet also eager.

Does it look good?

Suddenly, Ye Chenjing curled his lips in a light smile, his magnetic voice casually uttering a few words, causing Lin Meng's cheeks to flush; she quickly turned away, making up an excuse.

Don't misunderstand, I'm looking at the shrimp in the pot; how is your cooking skill seeming better than mine?

Lin Meng changed the subject without showing emotion, but she was indeed curious: as a scion of a wealthy family like Ye Chenjing, excelling in business is expected, yet how could his life skills be maxed out?

How are other men supposed to live with that?

Ye Chenjing caught a glimpse of Lin Meng's face flushing in his peripheral vision, and the corner of his mouth involuntarily rose slightly.

He softly replied to Lin Meng:

"Ye Family children may have food and clothing assured, but Grandfather doesn't want us to know nothing, so from childhood I've learned many skills, including cooking."

"What about Ye Chenyu?" Lin Meng thought of Ye Chenyu and shook her head inwardly.

"Ye Chenjing, this cheap younger brother, is certainly not all‑talented; his strongest suit must be reincarnation."

When Ye Chenyu was mentioned, Ye Chenjing stared blankly, then helplessly laughed and shook his head.

"He... counts as an exception."

"The younger brother is disappointing; being the older brother sometimes really leaves one helpless."

Lin Meng speechlessly pursed her lips and stopped idle chatter.

This meal was almost entirely prepared by Ye Chenjing; the dishes were perfect in color, aroma, and taste, and Lin Meng couldn't praise them enough.

She never expected Ye Chenjing's cooking talent to be so good.

Even though the steps are nearly the same, when she does it the taste is worlds apart.

After food and drink were plentiful, Ye Chenjing gazed affectionately at Lin Meng; seeing her look over, he hid his little thoughts and spoke solemnly:

"I'll first move the Medicinal Materials to my place, then contact them in the next few days. As for the Fang Family side, what do you plan to do?"

When the Fang Family was mentioned, Ye Chenjing's gaze turned cold.

As for the Fang Family head, after all he is a clan head, his conduct isn't so bad as to invite criticism.

But her granddaughter Fang Siyao is truly detestable.

After the accident, rumors began to circulate in small circles; although they were promptly dealt with, Ye Chenjing's people still found out that the gossip originated from Fang Siyao.

She claimed Ye Chenjing was fundamentally injured; even if his legs weren't disabled, everything else was useless.

Ye Chenjing originally disdained such low‑level rumors, but over the years he has had no female companions around him, and some even said behind his back that he is gay.

He used not to care, but now he does; he doesn't want these baseless rumors to reach Lin Meng's ears and cause a misunderstanding.

Lin Meng waved her hand, indicating she didn't mind much.

"The Fang Family head just wants to buy; as long as the price is right, I essentially have no major conflict with her. As for that Fang Siyao, I've never taken her seriously, so there's no need to bother."

Just a noisy, jumping clown.

Ye Chenjing nodded at the words; that night he personally moved the several baskets of Medicinal Materials Lin Meng had prepared in advance into his villa.

This time, Lin Meng still does not intend to show her face.

The next day, Ye Chenjing, representing Lin Meng, invited people from the Chinese Medicine Association and the Fang Family head.

Fang Fang had long been thinking about that batch of Medicinal Materials; when Ye Chenjing met with his accident, she had once wanted to help, and later sent over some elixirs, but Ye Chenjing refused them.

Based on that, Ye Chenjing did not shut her out.

Seeing Fang Fang also present, Yang Zhong Chairman felt displeased but did not erupt on the spot.

With the experience of the previous two times, this time neither side clashed, and each obtained the Medicinal Materials they needed.

On one hand they knew they must not anger the mysterious expert behind the scenes; on the other hand they had also figured out some patterns.

Although they don't want to admit it, that mysterious expert surely still has stock; the Medicinal Materials' price is simply too high, and even with their reserves they cannot afford frequent purchases.

So there's no need to compete; leaving a good impression on the other side is what matters.

Ye Chenjing unceremoniously took their over three hundred million, then issued an eviction order.

Fang Fang somewhat understood the Ye Family's temperament; having obtained the Medicinal Materials, she took her leave.

Yang Zhong, however, after Fang Fang left, wanted to speak but held back.

Little Ye, did you help ask that mysterious medicine merchant about what I mentioned last time?

Zhu Zhen Guo beside him also hurriedly chimed in.

Little Ye, General Manager, I beg you, could you help us make an introduction? If that mysterious medicine merchant really doesn't want to show up, we can also communicate by phone.

In short, we must first get that mysterious boss's phone number.

Ye Chenjing knew what they wanted, shook her head and said:

Sorry, two seniors, the other side still has no intention to meet you, so phone contact is unnecessary, but...

Just as Yang Zhong and Huang Ziming were feeling a wave of disappointment, Ye Chenjing shifted the conversation and gave them hope again.

Regarding the matter of purchasing fresh goods you mentioned last time, I have already conveyed it; she said she needs to wait a bit, perhaps she can manage to obtain it.

……

On the way back, the two old men excitedly clasped their hands together.

Did you hear that, Lao Huang? They really have fresh goods!

It's too unbelievable; I never thought we old timers with one foot in the grave could actually personally plant a hundred years' worth of wild ginseng!

Yang Zhong shook his head upon hearing that, and a grand idea formed in his mind.

A hundred years' worth is not enough; I want to plant a single stalk of thousand-year wild ginseng, willing to spend all my savings!