Cultivation towards immortality, starting from being a fisherman
Chapter 420 - Chapter 420 Chapter 235 Grow Bigger and Stronger_3

Chapter 420: Chapter 235: Grow Bigger and Stronger!_3 Chapter 420: Chapter 235: Grow Bigger and Stronger!_3 Late at night, at home in a now familiar environment.

Zhang Ping’an and his parents, along with the elders in the family, met the local big shots and representatives from the local chamber of commerce.

Zhang Ping’an eventually understood the hidden agendas of these individuals.

They hoped that as a junior to President Huang and others, he could pitch in to help his hometown folks by getting a breeding ground established here too.

At first, Zhang Ping’an was somewhat confused; he didn’t care much about these matters and so didn’t grasp why they needed such a big fuss or so much attention.

After carefully inquiring into the matter,

Zhang Ping’an was no fool and soon understood everything.

He was secretly shocked; he hadn’t expected that in this time, the importance of these breeding grounds would vastly exceed his imagination.

He had thought they were just breeding livestock and conducting some experiments, right?

These things, when compared to what his master provided, were far inferior and had little effect on improving his cultivation.

But he had overlooked that even if these things were inferior, they still contained Spiritual Energy, making them extraordinary items beneficial to ordinary people!

Although if we were to talk about their effects, they really weren’t as miraculous as the internet hyped them up to be.

Many patients who healed instantly were mostly due to self-suggestion and self-hypnosis.

But there were definitely positive effects, and these had significantly overshadowed the drugs and health products that perhaps only had a fifty to sixty percent chance of working!

Rumor had it that several relevant industry giants had already started researching how to include such ingredients in new products.

Their only obstacle was obtaining a steady supply.

The little that they did manage to acquire wasn’t even enough for their own top executives to distribute among themselves!

It could be said that, given today’s production rates, the market was always in a severe state of demand exceeding supply.

In such an overall environment, once such breeding grounds were established, saying it was like fixing a money printing machine wouldn’t be an exaggeration.

Even if most of the profits were taken elsewhere, it would still enhance local visibility and drive economic development.

Moreover, according to the rules associated with previously established industries,

the city where the breeding grounds were located would receive a portion of the sales quota.

Just based on this, it was enough to transform a city into a tourist destination.

Furthermore, surrounding supporting industries were naturally prioritized to accommodate local employment.

This was why it was taken so seriously.

Having considered this, once he understood all the facts,

Zhang Ping’an knew that it didn’t really matter where they were set up, the key to breeding grounds wasn’t the local environment but the Transcendents who set up the Formations and the relevant transcendent materials.

Zhang Ping’an then phoned President Huang to lend a hand for his hometown.

Later, after leaving behind gifts and with his parents asleep, Zhang Ping’an quietly departed, concluding his brief and novel trip home …

In a house belonging to relatives of the Zhang family,

an elderly lady with a mysterious air placed a large pot of soup on the table.

After opening the lid, she blissfully inhaled the aroma from inside the pot.

“Why are you making soup so late at night?”

An old man in pajamas emerged from his room, frowning.

“What do you know!”

“This is the spare ribs that my dear grandson brought!”

“Smell this fragrance, tsk tsk, it’s just different!”

“Which dear grandson? Oh, the one from your second brother’s family?”

“I heard from Li that the event was quite something!”

The old man grumbled, and upon seeing the old lady drinking the soup, was tempted as well.

He also relished good food, and the fragrance was quite tempting to him.

Thus, after waiting a while and seeing his wife focus only on drinking her soup, he couldn’t help but snort coldly, grabbed a bowl and chopsticks, and joined the feast.

“Hiss!”

“This soup is so savory!”

“And the meat. As soon as it enters the mouth, why does it make one feel so soothing all over, giving you goosebumps?”

As the old man devoured the ribs, he suddenly recalled some rumors he’d heard while playing chess and drinking tea with his old friends.

He had always thought them mere marketing ploys by merchants, utterly disdainful of them.

Now, having tasted these ribs, he suddenly realized that those messages might be true.

While harboring such conjectures in his mind,

suddenly, there was a loud knock!

In the middle of the night, someone was knocking at the door!

Their neighborhood, being an old district, had always been safe, surrounded by surveillance cameras.

The old man stood up, peeped through the door viewer, and saw a kindly-looking man in a suit.

Behind the man in the suit were two others.

One looked like a bodyguard,

and the other one was the community property manager.

Recognizing a familiar face, the old man hesitated but eventually opened the door.

Then he saw the business card from the man in the suit.

It was the assistant general manager of the biggest local enterprise.

Then suddenly, the man in the suit smelled something,

his expression changed:

“Old sir, did you cook what you received?”

“What I received?”

“Oh, yes, about a pound of ribs, all cooked …”

As he said this, the old man looked at the bones on the table and said:

“I didn’t realize it, but it seems we finished it all, only some soup left.”

At this point, those at the door saw the old lady already lifting the big pot and finishing the last sip of the rib soup.

Suddenly, only the ingredients like mung beans and lotus seeds remained in the pot.

The man in the suit lowered his eyelids, pondered for a second, and then looked at the old man again:

“It’s okay, it doesn’t matter if you ate it.”

“Old sir, could you sell us the uneaten bones and the leftover soup base?”

“Please rest assured, we are a conscientious enterprise, we will definitely offer a good price!”

It was clear that the man in the suit had come for some of the local specialty products left by Zhang Ping’an during his homecoming.

These items included meat products and vegetables and fruits that had been nourished by Spiritual Energy.

Zhang Ping’an’s parents couldn’t partake on their own. After the feast was over, they shared some with friends and relatives,

and then, naturally, people started eyeing these items.

Of course, no one would dare snatch them, as who knew if that would bring serious trouble?

But paying for them, exchanging them for other benefits in a mutually agreeable fashion, was always feasible, right?

They moved quietly, even dividing territories among themselves to avoid cut-throat competition.

Little did they expect the old lady to return home and decide on a whim, thinking this is Fairy-like ribs, the spiritual essence might dissipate if left too long. Thus, she made soup out of it overnight and drank it all!