Three hundred and sixty-six, start a restaurant_1

And yesterday, I bought a fridge full of vegetables and fruits, and until now, I've only eaten a little bit.

Before that, I also bought a villa, ordered a new car, and now even the funds in my hands are going to be empty.

I need to wait for the payments from several storefronts in Haicheng and the dividends from the Ji Family's sale of medicines for a while longer.

After some thought, Tian Laosì felt suddenly he really had nothing to do for the time being.

Might as well go home and do some housework.

However, sometimes life is strange that way; just when you think you've run out of things to do,

chores seek you out.

At this moment, Tian Laosì was holding a vacuum cleaner and doing housework at home,

all the while looking somewhat puzzledly at Zhao Chunfeng, who stood opposite of him, dust-streaked on his face, and a man beside him.

"You're saying you want to turn all the fruits I've grown into canned goods, and you also want to get the national retail distribution rights?"