Picking Up Supreme Treasures in the Dream Realm-Chapter 630 - 383, The Rage of the Bai Shan Goddess, this chairman named Yang Fan is about to become famous nationwide_2

Chapter 630: 383, The Rage of the Bai Shan Goddess, this chairman named Yang Fan is about to become famous nationwide_2

Wen Zehan smiled and said, "I just read the latest issue of the Supernatural Information Bulletin and saw something very interesting."

His wife curiously asked, "What is it?"

The so-called "Supernatural Information Bulletin" is something that only personnel of a certain level within Great Xia can access, containing information related to the supernatural from various fields.

Wen Zehan replied, "In Hedong Province, there’s a new agricultural enterprise called ’Celestial Star Agriculture,’ which has actually cultivated annual wheat into a perennial wheat tree, supposedly able to live for over ten years."

His wife was amazed, "Is that even possible?"

Wen Zehan laughed again, "There’s more! The chairman of Celestial Star Agriculture personally participated in the cultivation. I must say, this brother is truly a great talent; the wheat tree he developed even comes in four different flavors."

His wife was even more surprised, "Wheat with flavors?"

Wen Zehan counted on his fingers, "One type is plain wheat, tastes the same as regular wheat.

"The second type is mango-flavored wheat, and I heard that the buns steamed from its flour are all mango-flavored.

"The third is banana flavor. The chairman also mentioned that this type of wheat is particularly suitable for making oatmeal, and it tastes pretty good when brewed.

"The fourth is orange flavor, which the chairman said is best for cooking into wheat porridge, sweet and sour, and delicious."

His wife instantly had a feeling of something divinely ingenious, "That’s way too imaginative, isn’t it?"

Wen Zehan nodded, "Indeed, after seeing it, it was impressively unforgettable."

His wife inquired, "What’s the name of this chairman?"

Wen Zehan quickly reported the name, "His name is ’Yang Fan.’ At just twenty-five, he’s already the chairman of a company valued at several billion Xia Yuan."

His wife sighed, "Truly young and promising!"

She paused for a moment, then said, "Chairman Yang will probably soon make a name for himself across the nation."

Wen Zehan agreed with this sentiment, "I think so too."

*

In Eastern City.

François and his newlywed wife Adelle were walking hand in hand on the streets of Eastern City.

They were originally citizens of the Faelan Duchy, part of the Southern Cross Alliance.

When the Age of Calamity came, François saw the growing chaos in his country and decisively drove to the Great Xia consulate located in the capital of the Faelan Duchy, donating a deceitful steel pen left by his grandfather in exchange for two Great Xia National IDs.

After half a month, the couple became fairly familiar with the situation in Great Xia and frequently told both their parents how great Great Xia was, desperately urging them to move there as soon as possible.

The parents couldn’t resist the persuasion, especially after learning about the current state of Great Xia through their children, so they sold everything at a low price and moved over.

Due to the donation of the deceitful artifact, both couples easily obtained new national IDs.

Two weeks after they moved, a riot broke out in Adelle’s parents’ hometown, and the apartment building where the couple used to live was completely burned down, with many residents burned to death.

Adelle’s parents were very grateful they listened to their daughter’s advice; otherwise, they might have been left with nothing.

A month later, François and Adelle officially tied the knot.

They had imagined their future countless times, but they never dreamed that one day they would receive a marriage certificate from the civil affairs bureau in Eastern Great Xia.

It must be said that fate is always full of surprises.

Later, with the establishment of the World Gate in Eastern City, François’s adventurous spirit was ignited.

This young man resigned from the government-arranged job he had in Great Xia and, with his new bride, opened an otherworld resource import-export company in Eastern City.

To put it simply, they were intermediaries, using connections to buy resources from the Pioneer Alliance and then reselling them to small individual buyers.

He was originally from Faelan and had some connections there; now that he was a Great Xia citizen, he also established some connections in Great Xia.

Leveraging these two layers of connections, François’s small company was actually doing reasonably well. Although the business wasn’t great, their monthly profit ranged from tens of thousands to over a hundred thousand Xia Yuan.

At this moment.

The young couple walked briskly across the street toward a breakfast shop.

Having lived in Great Xia for so long, they had long been accustomed to foods like buns, steamed bread, and soy milk.

This wasn’t their first time coming to this shop for breakfast either.

Adelle complained in a low voice, "Why don’t they have my favorite pickled vegetable buns here?"

François shrugged, "Shapudian people in Eastern City don’t get used to pickled vegetables, so breakfast shops adapt their menus accordingly."

Adelle confidently commented, "Shapudian people simply don’t know how to appreciate real food."

François was a bit speechless.

He didn’t think pickled vegetable buns were particularly delicious himself, so he couldn’t understand why his wife was so passionately in love with them.

Back in Great Xia, she practically wanted to eat pickled vegetable buns for all three meals of the day.

After walking a few more steps.

Adelle suddenly slowed down, "Dear, why don’t we go to the commercial center to buy some pickled vegetables, then go back and make noodles?"

François’s face twitched a bit.

You said you came to buy breakfast, now you want to go back and make noodles—what are you trying to do?

But having such a pickled-vegetable-loving wife, he could only helplessly say, "Alright!"

The two walked straight past the breakfast shop door, crossed the street, and headed toward the commercial center.

Just then.

A sudden crying voice came from the breakfast shop behind them,

"Murder!"