America: The neighbor's wife is so incredibly hospitable!

Chen An was in a very good mood as he left the cowshed.

He strolled over to the smart greenhouse on the other side of the farm.

The temperature here is much higher than outside, and the humidity is also much greater.

Stepping inside feels like entering an orchard along the Mediterranean coast.

The greenhouse was divided into several finely divided areas.

On the left are rows of lush wasabi plants, which are the farm's current cash cows.

In the middle are Sicilian blood orange saplings that were recently transplanted and are still adapting to their new environment.

Deep inside, in those rows of elevated planting troughs, lies Chen An's most anticipated new product.

"Boss."

An agricultural technician in a white coat is taking notes.

This is a professional talent that Chen An poached from the University of California's College of Agriculture with a high salary.

"How are they growing?" Chen An asked.

"It's unbelievable."

The technician pushed up his glasses, his tone filled with barely concealed fervor.

"Mr. Chen, the underground river water you provided for irrigation contains a trace element that we have not yet fully identified."

"This white strawberry, known as 'Angel's Kiss,' originally had a very slow growth cycle."

"But in our greenhouse, not only has the growth rate increased by thirty percent, but also..."

The technician carefully parted a bright green leaf.

"See for yourself."

Hidden among the green leaves.

Large, snow-white strawberries, dotted with bright red seeds, hung there quietly.

Each one is a size larger than a regular strawberry, with a surface that gleams with a warm, pearly sheen.

The air was filled with a rich, sweet aroma that blended pineapple and milk.

"The first batch is fully ripe." The technician swallowed hard.

Chen An didn't stand on ceremony. He reached out and picked the biggest one, then put it directly into his mouth without even wiping it.

With a gentle bite of the teeth.

"Click."

Unlike regular strawberries, which are soft and mushy, these have an extremely crisp and tender texture.

Immediately afterwards, an abundance of juice bursts in your mouth.

sweet.

There wasn't a trace of bitterness or sourness.

It was a pure, unadulterated sweetness, with a rich milky aroma and the refreshing scent of pineapple.

It felt like eating a piece of natural fruit ice cream.

"Did you test the sugar content?" Chen An nodded in satisfaction, savoring the lingering sweetness.

"We tested it. The average sweetness level reached an astonishing 20 degrees Brix!"

"This is an extremely rare and exquisite quality even among the top-tier auction-grade white strawberries in Japan!" The technician exclaimed excitedly, his face flushed.

"very good."

Chen An picked up an exquisite rattan basket from the side and began picking the fruit himself.

He moved very gently, picking only the fruits with the most perfect shape and the purest white color.

"Pick all the ripe ones from this batch. Pack them into those custom-made black gift boxes with velvet linings. Nine per box."

Chen An gave instructions as he picked the fruit.

"No need to send it to the Aurora Restaurant. Airfreight the first batch of goods to Los Angeles and New York."

"Send this to Robert and Erin Wayne. Tell them it's a spring greeting from Titan Farm."

This is not a fruit sale.

This is a form of social interaction, a top-tier way of maintaining a social circle.

After Hollywood stars and Wall Street tycoons have tasted the world's sweetest white strawberries, they will develop an even more insane desire for Titans Club.

This is Chen An's farming philosophy.

We don't focus on volume; we aim to be the harvesters at the top of the food chain.

After picking a small basket full of the finest white strawberries, Chen An stepped out of the greenhouse.

……

It was almost noon.

The sunlight completely dispelled the chill.

Chen An carried the basket of white strawberries back to the main house.

As soon as I entered, I saw that Jessica was already up. She was wearing a large men's white shirt, which was obviously Chen An's.

Her skirt barely covered her thighs as she sat cross-legged on the carpet in front of the fireplace, holding a tablet computer, seemingly researching information.

"Awake? Why not sleep a little longer?" Chen An smiled and walked over, placing the basket on the coffee table.

"I can't sleep. I just heard Mom say that Lucky was born. It's such a pity I didn't see it."

Jessica rubbed her aching back, her gaze immediately drawn to the basket of white fruits emitting a strange fragrance.

"Wow! Is this the white strawberry you mentioned last time? It ripened so quickly?!"

Her eyes lit up, and she pounced on him like a greedy kitten.

"It's been washed. Try it." Chen An handed her one.

Jessica took a bite and let out a soft, blissful moan: "Mmm! It's so delicious! Even sweeter than the last one!"

As she ate, she handed the tablet computer in her hand to Chen An.

"Boss, I wasn't idle just now. I checked the recent land transactions in Montana."

"Didn't you say you wanted to build a real grand estate on this mountain, like a European castle?"

On the screen are several concept sketches drawn by professional designers.

It features a huge infinity pool, a private golf course, and a modern luxury mansion built into the hillside with large floor-to-ceiling windows and a private helipad.

"This is the first draft that I asked my classmate at the Seattle Art Institute to find a top firm to produce."

Jessica tilted her head back, a little strawberry juice on the corner of her mouth, and looked at Chen An with bright eyes, like a little girl waiting for praise.

"Look at the design of this master bedroom. I specifically asked them to make the bed very large, and it faces the snow-capped mountains."

"In the future... if we have children, we can build a playground in that sunroom next door..."

When she mentioned the word "child," her voice softened, and her cheeks flushed.

Chen An looked at this girl who was once rebellious and prickly, but now she was wearing his shirt and happily planning his future home.

That down-to-earth, "farm owner" sense of happiness reached its peak at this moment.

"Well designed."

Chen An put down the tablet, reached out and wiped the juice from the corner of her mouth, then casually put the finger covered in sweet strawberry juice into his own mouth.

"However, before the house is built..."

He pulled Jessica into his arms and made her sit on his lap.

"To prevent that 'playground in the sunroom' from going to sit idle, shouldn't we... step up our efforts and build its little owner first?"

Jessica gasped and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"You...you were just here yesterday...in broad daylight, Mom was still in the kitchen!"

"What difference is there between day and night on one's own territory?"

Chen An chuckled softly and sealed her lips, which still carried the sweet scent of white strawberries.

Outside the window, the ice and snow melted, and the spring breeze swept across the newly turned black soil, bringing boundless vitality and hope.

Within Titan Manor, Chen An enjoys a leisurely farming life.

And so, amidst this sweetness and tenderness, things continued to unfold in an orderly fashion.