Lu Ao's interest was piqued. "Brother Lin, do you have some resources to recommend?"
"I actually do." Lin Yunqiao leaned closer. "A friend of mine runs a fry farm and is currently raising a batch of abalone. I'm not sure whether you'd be interested."
They were by the sea, and there were plenty of aquaculture farmers and fry farms around. Competition between them was quite fierce.
Lin Yunqiao drummed up business for his friend. "My friend's fry farm is quite well established. The abalone he has were bred from imported Ocean Abalone. Once grown, each one weighs over a pound, with thick, delicious meat. They're very popular. Are you interested?"
"Are they purebred Ocean Abalone, or crossbred with local abalone?"
"He has both purebreds and hybrids. It mainly depends on which kind you want. He has the resources there. If you don't like the batch he has on hand, he can breed a fresh batch for you."
"I prefer local abalone. I'll ask around some more. Could you give me his number? I can discuss the details with him later."
"No need to wait until later. Are you free after lunch? He's at home right now. If you are, I can take you over."
Lu Ao had not expected him to be so enthusiastic and was somewhat surprised.
Seeing Lu Ao hesitate, Lin Yunqiao did not hide it from him. "My friend's abalone fry are of very good quality. But precisely because they were so good, he got a little carried away when he saw them and couldn't resist expanding production. Now he has several million abalone fry sitting in his hands, and he's in a real hurry."
Lu Ao glanced at Song Zhou. Seeing that he did not object, he nodded. "All right. If it's not too late after