Chapter 672

Today.

The emerald chives were to be harvested; they were the first type of vegetable produced by the six-acre greenhouse.

"The taste is the same as the ones produced in summer."

"There's also a warm current."

Cai Quanwu snapped off a chive, tasted the flavor, and judged the quality.

"Ping'an, the emerald chives grown in the greenhouse are no worse in quality than the ones grown outside in summer; it's just that the yield is a bit lower!"

Cai Quanwu reported.

The first year of building the greenhouse was just experimental, so of course, they wouldn't build too many.

"Good, cut them all down!"

Wan Ping'an nodded.

Harvesting chives was really cutting them!

Cut the part of the chives on the ground, leaving some stubble.

As long as the temperature was suitable, the chives would grow out again very quickly, waiting for the next harvest.

Small tavern.

Someone delivered emerald chives.

Xu Huirong had already made an appointment with Wan Ping'an.

A portion of the emerald chives in the greenhouse had been booked in advance by Xu Huirong.

"Have the emerald chives arrived?"

A man with graying hair entered the door and asked for emerald chives directly.

"They're here, they're here; how do you plan to eat them?"

"Are you eating them raw, or stir-frying them with eggs, or some other way?"

Xu Huirong asked with a smile.

She had already expected that the emerald chives would be very popular.

In the summer, even with large production, they were in short supply, let alone now in the freezing winter, when it was hard to see fresh vegetables.

"Stir-fry with eggs!"

The man replied.

Immediately after, another guest came, still wanting emerald chives, and ordered them raw—that is, washed clean, cut into small segments, and served on a plate.

Not long after.

The small tavern was full.

"The emerald chives are too tempting; it's a pity I'm a dressmaker, not running a tavern."

Chen Xueru was jealous.

Xu Huirong's business was too good.