"Wow! What a great idea." An Ping's eyes lit up, "This way, whether the vegetables thrive or wilt under the sun and wind, it has nothing to do with us."
An Hao smiled and nodded, "We'll become middlemen. There are more and more vegetable farmers, but not every one of them can connect with long-term major customers.
Most of them sell vegetables on the streets. Later on, we'll buy up their produce at a low price, so they won't have to worry about not finding a market for their veggies.
Then we can sell them to the city's vegetable vendors at a slightly higher price. This way, they won't need to run all over the place to stock up on produce. They can even save on transportation costs and reduce some risks."
"Great idea, truly a great idea," An Ping clapped his hands in praise, "But there's one problem, how many years will it take for us to develop this way slowly?"
