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

The instant the steak comes into contact with heat.

The unique, rich, and profound amino acid aroma of the mutated truffle is instantly brought out.

It blends perfectly with the aroma of beef fat.

"This smell..." Sarah closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "It's so enchanting, like taking a walk in a forest after the rain."

Chen An then filled Jessica and Aya's plates with thick slices of truffle.

In a high-end restaurant, a few slices of truffle would cost hundreds of dollars.

But here, Chen An dug as if he were slicing potatoes, without a care in the world.

"Let's eat."

Chen An returned to his seat, raised his glass filled with Cabernet Sauvignon, and said, "Let's celebrate Titan Estate's first harvest season."

"Cheers!"

Jessica couldn't wait to fork up a piece of beef wrapped in truffle slices and put it in her mouth.

The moment her teeth closed, she froze.

The beef fat melts instantly on the tongue, perfectly showcasing the unique "melt-in-your-mouth" sensation of top-grade Wagyu beef.

But what's even more astonishing is the mutated white truffle.

It doesn't have the soft, soggy texture of regular mushrooms; instead, it has an extremely crisp texture.

It feels like chewing on some kind of crunchy, sweet nut.

The crispness of truffles and the tenderness of beef, the herbal aroma of truffles and the rich fat of beef, create an unparalleled contrast and complement.

The most amazing thing is that these cows are raised on wasabi leaves.

Deep within the meat lies a subtle, refreshing sweetness that perfectly balances the richness of the fat.

"Oh My God……"

Jessica opened her eyes, her eyes were actually a little wet. "This is so delicious...it's so delicious I want to cry."

"Those steaks I used to eat in Seattle that cost hundreds of dollars were practically like eating shoe soles!"

Aya, on the other hand, completely gave up on knives and forks.

She grabbed a piece of meat with her hand and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing it while making satisfied humming sounds.

"Wow! This meat is full of power! I feel like after eating this, I could kill a bear with my bare hands!" The wild girl's praise was always so simple and unpretentious.

Sarah took a sip of red wine gracefully, her eyes filled with admiration and love as she looked at Chen An.

"Ann, you are a miracle worker. This land has become a true paradise in your hands."

……

This dinner was eaten very slowly and with great enjoyment.

No outsiders to disturb you, no annoying phone calls, just the laughter of your family and the dopamine rush from the finest food.

After the meal.

Sarah went to the kitchen to clean up the dishes, while Jessica and Aya, having eaten too much, sprawled unceremoniously on the living room carpet, teasing Zeus, who had finished his meal of scraps.

Chen An, holding a glass of whiskey, walked to the back porch.

The night breeze was slightly cool.

He looked up at the starry sky.

Using the most exquisite methods, cultivate the world's only top-quality crop, and then share it with the women I love most.

As for the portion that is sold for money, it is merely a necessary byproduct to maintain this luxurious lifestyle.

"What are you thinking about?"

I heard soft footsteps behind me.

Sarah, wearing a shawl, wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, her cheek pressed against his broad back.

"I'm wondering... when our new house will be finished."

Chen An turned around and pulled her into his arms.

"By the time summer comes, the geothermal hot spring halfway up the mountain should be completely finished."

He lowered his head and looked into Sarah's gentle, watery eyes.

"Sarah, you've worked so hard these past few days. Managing the farm, the accounts, and taking care of these two little girls who are always causing you trouble."

"I don't feel tired. As long as I can stay by your side." Sarah's eyes were a little unfocused.

"I'd like to give you the night off tonight."

Chen An gently unbuttoned her shawl. "Send those two girls back to their own rooms. Tonight, the master bedroom... belongs only to the two of us."

"But...Jessica just said she wanted to settle accounts with you, saying you laughed at her in the greenhouse during the day..."

Sarah hesitated for a moment, but her breathing had already become rapid.

"Let her come back tomorrow to settle the score."

Chen An picked up the plump and gentle hostess and carried her to the stairs leading to the second floor.

Tonight, I belong to you alone.

On this spring evening, in the main house of Titan Manor, there is romance and tenderness for adults.

Like seeds sprouting from the soil, they bloom passionately and profoundly.

Life is about savoring this ultimate enjoyment.

……

On a spring morning, Titan Manor was shrouded in a thin layer of mist.

As the sun climbed over the highest peak of the Rocky Mountains, the golden dawn bathed the entire farm in a warm and vibrant glow.

In the bedroom on the second floor of the main house.

Chen An leaned against the headboard, holding a cup of coffee that Sarah had just brought up.

The tenderness of last night made the voluptuous hostess look radiant.

Her eyes and brows exuded a languid charm, as if she had been thoroughly nourished by love and the warmth of rain.

She was wearing a silk nightgown and standing in front of the French windows, gently combing her long golden hair.

Looking out the window, the pastures have completely shed their snowy white and revealed vast expanses of new green.

"This land is truly magical, Anne," Sarah murmured.

"A few months ago, this place was a wasteland and a debtor; now, even the air is sweet."

That's because you're here.

Chen An took a sip of coffee, and the rich bitterness of the black coffee perfectly balanced the sweetness in his heart at that moment.

In this quiet moment, the satellite phone on the bedside table rang urgently.

Caller ID: Robert White.

Chen An pressed the speakerphone button.

"Chen! You damned devil! Do you even know what you've done?!"

As soon as the call connected, Robert's voice, which was usually slow and deliberate and had an old-money air about it, came through.

He was so excited that his voice cracked, and you could even hear his pacing back and forth in the background.

"Good morning, Robert." Chen An smiled, unsurprised. "Looks like you've received my 'spring greeting'?"

"You call that a greeting? That's like dropping a nuclear bomb on my social circle!"

Robert took a deep breath, seemingly trying to calm his agitated emotions.

Last night, I took the ten boxes of "Titan White Pearls" you sent to a dinner party at a top private club in New York.

"I only took out three boxes to share as dessert."

"And the result?"

"The result was that this extremely picky media mogul, who usually only drinks mineral water from specific French wineries, immediately offered to trade one of his mid-sized yachts for the seven boxes of strawberries I had left!"

"A few Wall Street hedge fund managers almost got into a fight at the dinner table over the last half of a strawberry!"

Robert's voice was filled with an extremely exhilarating fervor.