Storm Brewing, the Price of Development!

Fine wine and lavish dishes, broad discussions and lofty talk.

After establishing a few more details, Wan Jingnian swiftly shifted the conversation without a trace, steering it toward what he had seen and heard while traveling across the wasteland over the years.

The reason the Ten Thousand Fish Teahouse had enjoyed ever-improving business and increasingly enticing specialty dishes in the Tian Yuan Territory since its founding was truly inseparable from Wan Jingnian's efforts in the earlier years.

He had measured most of the New Continent with his own feet and encountered nearly a thousand refugees with remarkable culinary skills along the way.

Especially whenever Wan Jingnian returned to the territory to recuperate, the talented people he brought back would usher the teahouse into another steady expansion.

By now, the Ten Thousand Fish Teahouses scattered throughout the various regions had become a treasure basin that continuously supplied funds. Their income was astonishing.

Of course, his years of travel had also given Wan Jingnian far broader horizons than ordinary people, becoming one of the most important reasons he had managed to establish ties with the territory's upper echelons.

After listening for a while to the logic in Wan Jingnian's conversation, Su Mo realized that anyone capable of walking across the dangerous wasteland on nothing but his own legs clearly possessed exceptional intelligence and emotional intelligence.

Wan Jingnian clearly knew that with Feng Long present, and with an entire squad protecting the farmland, if he still wanted to participate in the project and watch the research results gradually mature from the very beginning, he had to act a little "stupid."

And he played that stupidity to perfection. Until the dinner ended, even Feng Long could not find a single fault in him.

"County Chief Su, this is the Gold Card representing the highest