The Billion-Value Lands Are Just For Farming

C222 – They Hadn’t Left yet

Exhaling a sigh of relief, Su Ming completed the contract signing.

Nevertheless, he faced a waiting period.

Old Yang and Old Man Loong required ample time for preparations prior to the handover.

Old Man Loong needed to release his employees, while Old Yang had to dismiss his own. This process would span at least half a month.

Su Ming anticipated spending half a month dismantling the building.

Despite the timeline, Su Ming remained unruffled.

Exiting the eatery, they proceeded directly to Su Ming’s residence.

“Mr. Su, is your farming plot truly in the city center?”

Upon arriving at Su Ming’s farm, Old Man Loong was taken aback.

“Indeed.”

Su Ming nodded affirmatively.

Old Man Loong found this incredulous.

Su Ming’s influence was evidently substantial; farming in the city center was remarkable.

Given the prime location, land prices were exorbitant.

“Mr. Su, why did you purchase Old Yang’s building?”

Old Man Loong blinked, his voice trembling.

Though he already harbored a suspicion, he sought confirmation.

Su Ming’s response was already evident to him.

Yet, the reality seemed too fantastical.

“I’m cultivating for agricultural purposes,” Su Ming explained with a smile. “I find five acres insufficient; I plan to expand.”

“Indeed, your insight is commendable,” Old Man Loong marveled, speechless.

The shock rendered him speechless.

Old Man Loong initially presumed Su Ming had bought the building for commercial endeavors.

After all, Old Yang’s property was situated in the city center, promising lucrative opportunities.

Even if Su Ming refrained from conducting business, leasing the building alone would yield considerable profits.

However, their expectations were defied when Mr. Su revealed his intention to farm.

Su Ming’s prowess was truly remarkable.

His lifestyle was beyond their imagination.

It was imperative for Tianyu to learn from Mr. Su.

This realization brought solace.

They entered the courtyard.

A villa stood amidst the verdant expanse, with five acres of wheat fields flanking it.

The wheat swayed gently in the breeze, an enchanting sight.

“Mr. Su, at your age, you grasp the essence of life. Despite my lifelong endeavors, I realize my accomplishments pale in comparison to yours,” remarked Old Yang from the courtyard.

Surprisingly, amidst the towering structures of the city center lay a fertile plot.

Had he possessed such land in his youth, he would have developed it into high-rises for profit long ago.

He couldn’t emulate Mr. Su’s open-mindedness.

Su Ming merely smiled, offering no further comment.

He strolled toward the breeding area nearby.

Here, chickens and a pig awaited.

“I’ll gift these to you. As for their distribution, I’ll entrust it to you,” Su Ming declared before retreating to the villa.

Aware that he couldn’t linger, Su Ming swiftly departed.

If these elders bickered over allocation and sought his arbitration, he’d be ensnared in conflict.

As anticipated, as Su Ming reached the villa’s entrance, the elders commenced arguing.

Loong Tianyu attempted to mediate but was embroiled in the squabble.

Su Ming chuckled, locking himself indoors and extinguishing the lights.

He feigned slumber.

As expected, a quarrel erupted among the elders.

Loong Tianyu attempted to mediate but found himself embroiled.

He too was drawn into the fray.

Su Ming chuckled, securing the villa and retiring inside.

Pretending to sleep, he retreated to the bedroom, where he fired up his computer, donned headphones, and delved into gaming.

The next morning dawned.

After a night of gaming, Su Ming stirred lazily, opening his eyes.

Rising slowly, he straightened himself up.

He proceeded to the bathroom for his morning ablutions.

Breakfast done, he swung open the door, ready to inspect the farmland.

Suddenly, a group of people caught his eye.

Su Ming turned his head to get a better look.

Despite the passage of the entire night, they hadn’t departed yet.

Six or seven hours had elapsed!

“Damn it, are you guys still here?”

Nearby, Loong Tianyu was still in a deep slumber.

These three elderly men, incredibly stubborn, exchanged glances.

Among them, Wang Guohui stood out as the most resilient.

Having consumed the Body-stretching Pill before, he remained the youngest and strongest.

Old Man Loong, the eldest, struggled to stand, leaning heavily on his cane. Despite bloodshot eyes, he persisted.

Equally unyielding was Old Yang.

“Ah, Mr. Su, you’re awake.”

A familiar voice interrupted. President Chen, sporting an old undershirt, a straw hat, and cloth shoes, appeared, resembling a seasoned farmer.

“Mr. Su, it’s my shift today. No need to worry,” President Chen reassured before setting to work.

Such routines were routine now.

President Chen spent more time here than at his job.

He hastened to fetch fodder, unfazed.

Suddenly, he stumbled upon a group of unfamiliar faces.

“Goodness! Who are these people?”

President Chen was taken aback.

“Wang Guohui? Mr. Yang, Mr. Loong?”

Recognizing them, President Chen approached.

His acquaintance with Wang Guohui was natural, and Mr. Yang and Mr. Loong were both prominent figures in the city.

President Chen was familiar with them.

The trio stared each other down, resolute. A young man lay in a nearby ditch.

What absurdity was this?

“What’s happening here, everyone?”

President Chen stepped forward, bewildered.

“Damn it, another one!”

Old Man Yang snapped, eyeing President Chen warily. “You’ve no part in this!”

Old Man Loong concurred, “Let’s gather the items first, then return and settle this.”

“Agreed,” Wang Guohui chimed in.

“Boy, get up!”

Old Man Loong nudged his grandson.

Loong Tianyu scrambled to his feet.

To President Chen’s astonishment, they herded chickens and drove out a pig.

What in the world?

What had happened yesterday while he was away?

Su Ming found the scene amusing.

Fortunately, it was President Chen.

The trio found themselves in a standoff.

In their view, dividing the spoils among themselves was already challenging enough.

They needed to clear the livestock out first.

“Mr. Su, what’s happening?”

President Chen blinked in disbelief.

These animals were well cared for—how could they be given away?

“It’s nothing.”

Su Ming smiled, “President Chen, I’ll be stepping out for a bit.”

“Very well. Don’t worry about me,” President Chen chuckled, “Thanks to you, I’ve been dreaming of my parents every night lately. They’re pleased to see me toiling on the land. It’s all thanks to you…”