"One month?"
Zheng Jixin froze for a moment, his face twisting into a bitter expression. "Divine Doctor Zhao, there's no way building greenhouses can be that fast. Besides, every vegetable needs time to grow. It’s nearly impossible to produce a harvest in just one month."
Zhao Tiezhu chuckled and said, "Are you planning to build the kind of large-scale greenhouses that cover several acres? Those are expensive to build, and if a strong wind knocks them down, you'll lose everything."
Chapter 881