"Who?"
"Boss Tang."
Shen Mao'an's eyes lit up, suddenly enlightened. She praised her husband, "You're so smart! Boss Tang's stuff easily costs millions apiece. Who's Second Sister Yu compared to that? At most, she's just a small shop owner."
"So, have you decided what you want from Boss Tang?"
Boss Tang has plenty of good stuff. Shen Mao'an thought for a moment and said, "I've got an idea. I'll ask for the black pig that Boss Tang raises. It's said that black pork is more nutritious than the pork we raise. In the market, it's priced dozens of times higher than ours. Besides, Boss Tang doesn't sell it to outsiders; he only provides it for his own rural tourism business."
"Do you think you can get it by asking Boss Tang like that?"
