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

Jessica was so excited she even stammered. Grabbing Chen An's wrist, she exclaimed, "This is a million times better than...a million times better than those expensive chocolates!"

"Boss! We're going to make a fortune again!"

"Foodie." Chen An smiled indulgently, pulled out his fingers, and washed his hands in the basin of water next to him.

"I don't plan to sell this."

"Not for sale?" Sarah, who had been reading, stopped what she was doing and looked over in surprise.

After all, there's the precedent of selling a box of "Titan White Pearl" strawberries for $1999.

She was well aware of the commercial value of this "liquid gold".

"Yes, we're not selling."

Chen An patiently poured the extracted honey onto the three-layer filter Jessica had brought, filtering out any remaining beeswax fragments.

The golden liquid stretched into a viscous thin line and fell into the bucket below.

"The ultimate value of something exceptional is to keep it for yourself."

Chen An looked at Sarah with deep and gentle eyes, "I built that high-end club to use some byproducts to harvest their resources."

"But the first batch of honey made in early spring has an extremely low yield, and it may have absorbed the essence of 'divine water'... This is a special product made exclusively for your beauty."

This sentence is more heartwarming than any expensive piece of jewelry.

Sarah smiled gently, walked to the counter, took a clean wooden spoon, dipped herself in it and tasted it, her eyes full of happiness.

"Since it's so precious, we can't just drink it like honey water."

Sarah, like a shrewd housekeeper, immediately had an idea: "Perfect timing, Katie just brought over the fermented sourdough."

"I'll go to the kitchen and toast some baguettes, and serve them with this honey and the artisanal butter we bought in Napa Valley... that'll be the perfect spring lunch."

……

Half an hour later.

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Right there on that large glass round table on the terrace.

There are no extravagant or complicated arrangements, only the farm's most authentic gifts.

The freshly baked baguette, steaming hot, was sliced ​​into thick pieces.

Spread a light layer of handmade fermented butter, then pour on a spoonful of freshly filtered "Titan Honey," still warm from the sun.

Four people sat around the table. Next to them was a large pitcher of chilled mint sparkling water.

Sunlight dappled the ground, and a gentle breeze blew.

The tall oak trees in the distance rustled softly in the wind.

"Take a bite." Chen An demonstrated by taking a bite.

"Click."

The hard, crunchy crust of the bread crumbles between your teeth, while the gluten inside is soft and chewy.

The handmade butter melts slightly on the warm bread, bringing out a rich, milky aroma.

And that spoonful of top-quality honey is the finishing touch.

All the aromas and sweetness achieve an extremely delicate balance in the mouth.

Even without any expensive meats, this combination of extremely fresh and pure carbohydrates still provides a deep-seated comfort.

"Wow...that's amazing..."

Aya ate three large pieces in a row. This direct love for natural food is the most charming thing about her.

She even stuck out her tongue and licked off a drop of honey that was stuck to the corner of her mouth.

This simple little action, however, was filled with a unique, primal allure in Chen An's eyes.

"Don't just eat bread. Eating too much will make your mouth dry."

Chen An picked up a plate of sliced, chilled white strawberries that had just ripened in the greenhouse.

The strawberries were sliced ​​thinly, revealing their snow-white texture.

He picked up a piece with his hand, dipped it in the remaining honey in the small dish, and then held it to Aya's lips.

"ah--"

Aya obediently opened her mouth and took in the honey along with the little bit of honey from Chen An's fingertip.

Seeing this oblivious "feeding" behavior, Jessica, not to be outdone, joined in.

"You're being unfair! I want to be fed too!"

Jessica moved her chair next to Chen An and rested her chin on his shoulder. "Ah—I want the biggest strawberry, covered in honey!"

Chen An chuckled and did as instructed.

Sarah sat opposite, holding a glass of sparkling water, quietly watching the scene unfold before her.

The sunlight shone on her face, and time seemed to have stood still for her.

She appears even more voluptuous and charming, thanks to being showered with love and nurtured by this top-notch lifestyle.

……

A leisurely afternoon.

After eating and drinking their fill, the women, like a few lazy cats, each occupied a sofa or lounge chair on the terrace, some flipping through books, others gazing blankly at the distant, drifting clouds.

But Chen An did not stop pursuing his role as a farm owner.

He stood up from the rocking chair and walked to the sand table and design drawings on the side.

In the past few days, not only has the foundation of the main house halfway up the mountain been laid, but preparations have also begun for the "constant temperature wine cellar" and "indoor horse stable" that he planned in the plains area below the mountain.

All the building materials were airlifted directly from the local unions, who were as obedient as grandsons.

He watched as the Ironhead Squad deployed a new round of electronic security measures at the farm's edge.

Titan Manor, this enormous machine, is undergoing a slow but high-quality hardware upgrade step by step.

"install."

A soft touch came from behind.

Jessica appeared behind him at some point, wrapped her arms around his waist, and pressed her face against his broad back.

Her voice carried a hint of satiated sweetness.

"With such beautiful sunshine, let's stop looking at those boring blueprints."

Her soft fingers wandered restlessly under Chen An's clothes, drawing circles on his firm abs.

There was even a lingering, slightly unwashed, sweet scent of honey on my fingertips.

"Then what do you want to do? Feed the cows?" Chen An turned around, grabbed the mischievous little hand, and a glint of fire flashed in his eyes.

"I just went to the bathroom to run the water... I want to try those rose bath salts that I brought from the Atlas Mountains."

Jessica stood on tiptoe, looking at him with her watery eyes, her breath sweet with the scent of honey she had just eaten.

"I've heard that honey isn't just for eating... it's also great for making natural massage oil for skincare."

This isn't a hint; it's a blatant invitation.

Especially in this spring when everything is reviving and full of life.

Chen An looked at her skin, which was slightly pink from being in the sun.

He glanced again at Sarah, who was pretending to read a book on the recliner, but whose lips had already curled up in a smile because she had overheard the conversation.

"Then... let's try out this beauty formula."

Chen An scooped up the sweet-smelling wildcat and, with Sarah's indulgent smile, strode into the shadows of the main house.

"remember."

Chen An whispered in Jessica's ear.

"If it doesn't work out, I'll charge penalty interest."

Outside, a sea of ​​flowers swayed gently in the breeze, and herds of cattle grazed leisurely. Behind the tightly closed doors of the wooden cabin, the farmer's unrestrained and blissful daily life unfolded, as rich and intense as that bottle of golden nectar.