Communicate with furry animals without any barriers, and take the farm to the next level

Chapter 289 Chat
Wen's arrival reminded Josh of last year, which felt like a long, long time had passed, but upon reflection, it had only been a year.

“That’s because you had such a fulfilling year,” Wen En remarked.

After chatting for a while, he became less reserved and regained his composure from last year, becoming more relaxed in conversation.

“When I came to Weiguang Lake to graze these silly ducks last year, the farm was nothing like the prosperous scene it is now. Look at you, in just one year, you have transformed this original ecological farm into this. Josh, you must have had a tough year.”

Wen's earnest and warm words inexplicably brought tears to Josh's eyes.

Everyone praises the farm for its development and the way it is today. They either compliment the farm's monsters or Josh himself, but it seems no one has ever said anything like, "Josh, you've really worked hard this year."

Hearing this suddenly, she really couldn't hold back anymore.

“Building a farm is never easy; I’m just trying my best to create a beautiful home.” The bittersweet emotions came and went quickly. After calming herself down, Josh looked up and smiled at Wen again.

“That’s different. There are farmers who work harder and are more diligent than you. Look at them now, they’re either bankrupt or struggling on the verge of bankruptcy. So Josh, you have an even greater advantage than them,” Wen said, pretending to be profound.

"What?" Josh couldn't help but ask, easily impressed.

“Josh, you’re smarter and more professional,” Wen said with a smile.

"If that's the case, then yes, haha." Josh began to show his pride without any modesty.

"Haha, Josh, you're really confident."

"of course!"

The conversation with Wen En didn't involve much farm management; it was casual and relaxed, and before we knew it, it was dark.

"Wen, would you do us the honor of having dinner with us tonight?" Josh asked playfully.

"Hmm, let me think about it," Wen En said, feigning thought.

"Think about it? I'll give you three seconds. Have you thought it over?" Josh asked, feigning seriousness.

"Haha, I've thought it over. Then I'll gladly accept your offer."

"Haha, let's go."

Midway through, Oswin sent a message asking why Josh had gone off to inspect the farm and never returned. Josh briefly told him that he had met a friend.

He was initially puzzled, wondering where this friend had come from since he hadn't seen anyone else.

Seeing Wen's unique attire and the faint smell of duck emanating from him, Oswin's mind raced and he immediately understood.

"Come, please sit down." He prepared a sumptuous dinner for the three of them, with spring vegetable salad as a side dish and roasted meat, which was roasted to medium-rare, tender and juicy.

Upon entering the farmhouse and seeing Oswin, Wenn seemed a little uncomfortable. He looked at Josh for help, thinking, "This butler has such a strong presence. Where did you find him?"

Josh gave him a smug look, as if to say, "No matter how powerful you are, you're still my subordinate. Stay calm."

Josh's reassurance comforted Wen, allowing him to gradually relax and act more freely.

"It's so delicious. I wish I could eat this every day," Wen En said, sighing with delight.

“Duck herders’ income is not low in theory, Mr. Wenn is being modest,” Oswin suddenly joined the conversation.

Josh glanced at him, wondering why he had suddenly interrupted. Oswin smiled at Josh, took a bite of his salad, and said nothing. In reality, the duck herder's income wasn't low. During their conversation, they learned that Wenn mainly raised and herded two types of birds—dumb ducks and dumb geese—both low-level magical beasts lacking intelligence. Whether selling eggs or meat, the prices were quite good, so it wasn't enough for him to say something so pitiful.

He was deliberately testing the waters, just in case it was someone with ulterior motives.

"Hmm." Wen En sighed in frustration, assuming that Oswin was just asking casually.

“I’m saving up money, aren’t I? I’m planning to apply to the Chaoyang City Federal Administration for a small, bankrupt farm once I’ve saved enough. You can’t raise ducks forever,” he said.

Oswin listened silently; it didn't seem like a lie.

"A farm? Wen, are you planning to run a farm too?" Josh asked curiously.

Why didn't you mention this last year?

"How could I possibly say that?" Wen En smiled sheepishly.

"At the time, I only had a tiny idea in my mind, but I became more determined after meeting you. I never expected that just one year later, you would have managed the farm like this. You are amazing." Wen En's tone was full of envy.

"Hehe, I'm just taking it one step at a time." Josh scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed if he was praised too much.

“Yes, once I’ve saved enough money to apply for the farm, I’ll definitely learn from you.” Wen’s tone was firm, and her eyes were full of admiration for Josh.

Seeing his expression, Oswin lowered his head and smiled, thinking he was a bad guy but turned out to be a silly boy.

Oswin found it hard to have any other opinion about such a sincere person; he couldn't say he was particularly good, but he wasn't bad either.

"Speaking of which, Josh, do you know where I can buy large quantities of silly ducks and silly goose eggs? I haven't sold them on a large scale in Chaoyang City before, and I'm looking for a regular buyer." While eating, Wen En seemed to remember something and asked Josh.

"Buying poultry eggs?" Josh was dumbfounded, racking his brains but unable to recall any specific buying points there.

"I'm sorry, Wen En, I'm not sure."

"It's nothing, I was just asking casually. At worst, I'll just set up a stall to sell them. It's fine." Wen En wasn't disappointed.

"If the quantity is large, why not consider selling it to legions or caravans that raise large magical beasts?"

Although Oswin didn't know much about it, he had heard some of it before, so he gave his advice.

"I was thinking the same thing, but I'm new here and unfamiliar with the area, so I've been turned down a few times." Wen En felt a little depressed when she thought about it.

His free-range poultry from all over the country are all about pristine natural habitats, rich in nutrients and flavor, and of a quality that is incomparable to those raised in captivity.

The problem is that there isn't a suitable opportunity; no one is willing to spend a lot of money to buy things from strangers.

“That’s true.” Josh thought about it and realized it made sense.

"But you don't need to worry about me. It's alright. Every business encounters setbacks. Let me set up my stall at the free market for a few days, and I'll see. The gold will definitely shine through." He was quite confident.
Upon hearing this, Josh was also infected by this optimistic and positive energy.

However, duck egg, why is it that I have some ideas in my head but just can't come up with anything?
Duck eggs, duck eggs, could they be salted duck eggs?

Do these otherworldly beings also eat salted duck eggs? Josh thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

In the middle of the night, Josh suddenly sat up in bed.

"Egg yolk pastry!"