"What nonsense are you talking about? Don't scare them!" Han Dongcai said irritably, giving Zheng Guoxing a pat. "Go, go, get me something to eat, I'm starving!"
Zheng Guoxing immediately went to cook.
Without him around, Han Dongcai let out a long breath and said, "Which deserted island in Nanxi are you interested in? I remember there are at least a dozen or so of them."
"Yes, you're right, there are about a dozen. We want to buy the deserted island next to Qingyun Temple," Chen Wenjun licked his lips and clenched his fists nervously.
Han Dongcai fell into thought, "I went to Qingyun Temple a few times with my mom before. I remember that deserted island is all rocks, nothing much to see. Are you sure it can be turned into arable land?"
