Schiller took the coffee from the waiter and set one cup in front of Pamela. Pamela seemed to be in a good mood and smiled as she nodded to him. Of course, that might also have been because she knew Greed was very good at making money, and she was always short of cash.
"What did you want to see me about this time?" Pamela asked.
"We're developing the Milky Way Galaxy now, and we want to sell some Earth specialties on alien planets. After looking around, we found that Earth's fruits and vegetables are the rarest things out there. So we have two options: either grow and cultivate them on alien planets, or find a way to ship the ones grown on Earth over there."
"You came to me instead of Victor, which means you prefer the first option, right?"
"Exactly. To be honest, Earth doesn't have enough spacecraft, and the portals probably don't have enough throughput either. So it would be best to skip transportation altogether. Do you have any ideas?"
"Plants can grow anywhere. The only difference is the form they take. Even in the most barren and desolate places, seeds of life lie hidden. Besides, if you can carry out interstellar colonization, building a greenhouse on an alien planet shouldn't be difficult, should it?"
"Yes, getting plants to grow isn't hard. But we want the fruit they bear to retain Earth's authentic flavor, especially delicious tropical fruit. Ideally, it should be just as tasty and juicy as it is on Earth. That's the only way to satisfy those politicians' picky palates."
Only then did Pamela pause to think. "Put that way, it really is somewhat difficult. After all, it's hard for a greenhouse to simulate a tropical environment. And since natural production has always been enough