Chapter 22: I Will Deposit Money If You Give Me The Mushrooms Smoothly (2)

-Huh? What do you mean?

“I thought you would consider me first. Indeed, it reflects your values of honesty, credibility, and fairness in business dealings.”

-Your compliments make me feel embarrassed.

“I believe 24 billion won is too low. Please take 30 billion won instead. You can transfer 72 billion won to my account.”

-I appreciate your consideration. Then I’ll secure 30 billion won and deposit 72 billion won into your account. I will also send you a copy of the contract.

“Yes, thank you.”

After hanging up the phone, Ha So-young muttered quietly to herself.

“I am not the president, so does this make West Sea Foods as the shepherd boy?”

However, he found something suspicious about it. West Sea Foods wasn’t stupid, and they wouldn’t attempt to drive a wedge between her and Jeon Sung-ryeol without knowing their relationship. Wouldn’t it be too risky from their perspective?

“Are the export department of West Sea Foods more foolish than I thought? Or are they trying to syphon off profits from Sungyul Logistics? This last possibility seems most likely.”

Ha So-young decided to inform Jeon Sung-ryeol later on this matter.

“I need to see how you handle this situation.”

In the future, she would have to entrust him with bigger business ventures. She needed to see if he could professionally overcome this type of obstacle.

“By the way, we made 7.2 billion won overnight.”

No matter how she thought about it, they were lucky. If they had released all 4.8 tons of Songyi at once, they wouldn’t have received such a high price. In auctions, prices decrease as supply increases. If everything had proceeded according to her original plan, their share would’ve been around 300 million won per month. Of course, that was just an average estimate.

However, thanks to the interest shown by the Japanese real estate mogul obsessed with songi mushrooms, they were able to secure a whopping 7.2 billion won instantly.

“This changes things.”

Makemira was firmly convinced that songi mushrooms cured his chronic urinary tract infections. This wasn’t some baseless superstition either. After signing the contract with Sungyel Logistics for the supply of songi mushrooms, he conducted a scientific test at Baekdu Hotel.

The ‘scientific’ test consisted of eating only dishes made from songi mushrooms three times a day, excluding water. When Makemira stopped consuming them after about three days, his urinary tract infection returned as if by magic. As soon as he resumed eating the mushrooms, his symptoms vanished immediately. Through multiple repetitions, Makemira became confident in the healing properties of the songi mushrooms.

Even if the efficacy tests had failed, he wouldn’t have regretted the purchase agreement. For him, 10.2 billion won wasn’t an astronomical sum, especially since he genuinely loved songi mushrooms to begin with.

If he didn’t consume it all himself, he could gift some to his acquaintances or supply them to restaurants and hotels under his ownership. Alternatively, he could resell them at a premium price in Japan.

“I’m glad its efficacy has been confirmed nonetheless.”

It was truly unbelievable. Even Johns Hopkins Hospital couldn’t determine the cause of Makemira’s urinary tract infection, yet eating this songi mushroom alleviated his symptoms for several days.

“It can’t be any other variety. This specific songi is undoubtedly what works.”

Had the effect originated from common songi mushrooms, Makemira would have recovered long ago. Naturally, his interest shifted towards this extraordinary specimen.

“What a remarkable mushroom! It’s fascinating that it grows even outside its season.”

Although classified as ‘special grade,’ there were still variations within that category itself. The aroma, appearance, and texture of this particular songi surpassed any special-grade mushrooms Makemira had encountered before.

This mushroom could be considered as the cream of the crop among premium goods. If Japanese gourmands tasted this songi mushroom, they would go crazy over it.

“If it is effective for other ailments besides urinary tract infections… No, that can’t be possible. If it was, there would have been some talk amongst hotel guests by now.”

Since Makemira had signed a contract to purchase one year’s worth of mushrooms upfront, he wouldn’t need to meet with Sungyul Logistics anytime soon. However, Makemira suddenly wanted to see who the primary producer was, the person responsible for harvesting these mushrooms. He was curious about what mountain produced such mysterious songi mushrooms.

“Son, what are you doing right now?”

“I’m checking out the real estate section on NextNet’s portal site. I want to see if any good properties came up in Cheongdam-dong.”

“You don’t miss a day. It is like taking your elixir.”

“Y-Yes, right? Whether it is taking elixirs or checking real estate listings for business purposes, one must be diligent, ahaha.”

‘Oh boy, surprise me! Who enters without even knocking?’

-Let’s start today’s lesson promptly.

‘Ugh, this is so boring and tedious.’

However, since she had already agreed to listen, Ha So-young silently followed her father’s theoretical lecture. he figured diligently attending these lessons might expedite access to the next stage of the elixir.

And thus, the First Universal War concluded amidst wounds, compassion, hatred, and love. During the restoration process of the devastated universe, the gods realized the need for the Alliance of Universe Gods to prevent such tragedies from recurring again. They proposed this idea to the prime deity…

Having successfully completed her boring theoretical class, Ha So-young returned home with bottles filled with elixirs. Upon opening the floor safe, he found rows of elixir-filled containers inside.

“I won’t face any limitations on mushroom cultivation due to insufficient elixir for now.”

If he wanted, he could potentially produce up to 50 tons of songi mushrooms per month. However, it was currently impossible given the limited space in her small yard.

“For now, maintaining the current production level is best. Songi season will soon arrive anyway, and if I plan to cultivate them in bulk with dedicated fields, robust anti-theft measures must be implemented.”

Considering how incredibly expensive songi mushrooms were, growing them carelessly in greenhouses would undoubtedly attract thieves.

“I need to start cultivating golden silk umbrella mushrooms quickly.”

Ha So-young looked at the mountain he would soon own after completing the contract. The vacation home located at the foot of the mountain was more impressive than he had anticipated. It resembled a three-story mansion with a spacious garden, akin to the residence of a wealthy entrepreneur situated right in the city center. Additionally, it boasted an emergency power generator and a communication base station installed on its upper floors.

“Woah, we’ll have excellent internet connectivity here.”

It might generate some electromagnetic interference, but who cares? After all, this place wasn’t intended for living or dining purposes.

Ha So-young meticulously inspected the interior of the mansion. As he did so, he became even more convinced that he had acquired the mountain at an incredibly low price.

“The construction cost of this house must have been at least several billion won?”

Not only was it large, but the mansion also boasted all the latest high-end amenities and conveniences.

“That grandmother… She really intended to spend her final days here.”

How heartbreaking that she had to sell the land for a pittance due to pressure from her neighbors’ hostility and prejudice. After thoroughly inspecting the house, Ha So-young exited through the main gate.

As soon as he locked the door, someone called out from behind her:

“You there, by any chance, are you the granddaughter of that Seoul lady?” Turning around, he saw an elderly man with a simple demeanor standing with his hands clasped behind his back.

Her originally white blouse had faded and was worn out, while her green pants were stained with dried mud at the bottom. Ha So-young respectfully bowed deeply to him.

“No, sir. I’m just temporarily managing this place.”

“Aha, a caretaker?”

“Yes, my job is to check on the house and mountain once a day for any issues. I decided it’s better than sitting idle at home all day.”

“I see, you’re quite diligent, young lady. How much do you get paid?”

“Not much, sir. It’s only 800,000 won per month.”

“My goodness, Seoul can be so heartless. That old lady from Seoul has plenty of money, yet that seems unfair, doesn’t it?”