Everyone dislikes my farming

Chapter 352 Cool Handsome
Before Xiao Ping's online store was driven crazy by the buyers, the pickled vegetables from the old aunt's house were finally on the shelves.

The pre-sales are too hot, and the sales on the shelves can be imagined, and they are empty within 1 minute.

Xiao Luoli has experienced many times, and now he is very calm, personally supervises the packaging work, and must not be short of catties.

Xiao Hao came over to help with the order. Twenty or so people were busy all day, and the courier car ran three times before the delivery was completed.

Zhou Xiao, who was making dinner, came over to ask for pickles, but there was nothing left but the bottom of the tank.

Zhou Xiao went directly to Xiao Luoli with a large spoon in his hand, "No, how can I cook if there are not any pickles left!".

Xiao Luoli glanced at the big iron spoon, and quietly moved away from him, "What kind of food are you cooking? Can't you do without pickles.".

"I want stewed fish with capers and beans, your father sent it."

"My dad?" He must have gone fishing again, "If you don't have any pickles, you can make something else. We've used up all the ones that were opened today, and besides, the workers are off work. The rest will be opened tomorrow."

Zhou Xiao frowned dissatisfied, "It's fine if you don't have one."

Xiao Luoli looked at his back and shouted, "Do you still eat fish?".

"eat!"

The sales of pickled vegetables are good, which greatly solves the unsalable vegetables in Phoenix Mountain. In the evening, I have to arrange inventory with Brother Dalin, but I am faced with another problem.

Brother Dalin, "Excluding the order of fresh vegetables every day, I can't make a few batches of pickled vegetables."

Xiao Luoli pondered for a moment, "Is there still time to grab the seeds?"

"It's too late, the temperature difference is too big."

"Then make as much as you have. Pickled vegetables are not just needed, and sales will definitely drop in the future. Just make sure we don't have a backlog of inventory."

That night, Xiao Luoli mentioned this matter at the dinner table, intending to show off Phoenix Mountain's ability to sell goods, but He Yidong thought of another problem.

"I remember that every household in Yangyang Village grows vegetables. Why don't you give them the recipes for pickling vegetables, or buy their vegetables to increase the market for everyone?" He Yidong said casually, "Isn't that Kill two birds with one stone?".

"That's right, why didn't I think of that?" Xiao Luoli looked at her husband adoringly. "Sure enough, the layout is different and people think differently."

He Yidong couldn't help laughing, he took advantage of her praise very much, and said with restraint, "Eat well."

After eating, Xiao Luoli couldn't sit still anymore, looked at He Yidong who was playing with the child, and whispered, "I'll go to the village chief's house."

"I'll accompany you, it's not safe in the dark." He Yidong replied without thinking.

Xiao Luoli narrowed her eyes and smiled, "I knew you would accompany me, and I already held the phone for you."

The economic level of Sheep Village has improved, and the street lights in the village have changed from being on during the New Year and festivals to the current super-large cold light lamps, which are always on at night.

Xiao Luoli was still talking to him while walking on the road, "On this road, when I went to school, it was muddy every time it rained or snowed. My dad would carry the car and take me to the entrance of the village. It is comfortable, and it is said that it is a sequela left by me carrying the bicycle."

"There is also this street lamp, which is charged every month, but it has never been turned on. It is only turned on at night before and after the Chinese New Year, and turned off on time at [-]:[-]."

He Yidong smiled, "Remember so clearly?".

"That's not right, the window of my room is facing the streetlight, so I know every time it turns off the light." Xiao Luoli lifted her chin triumphantly.

He Yidong stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms, and said in a low voice, "So, you haven't slept until twelve o'clock, what are you doing?".

"Hey." Xiao Luoli shrunk his neck in a fawning smile, "What can't be done chasing novels and dramas, anyway, it's not studying."

He Yidong, "Adolescence is very restless, don't you have a crush or something?".

"That must be..." The voice stopped abruptly, and there was a guilty conscience in the big eyes.

"Huh? Keep talking."

"No, absolutely not." Xiao Luoli stood up straight and showed his loyalty, "When I was in school, I was chasing popular idols at most, and it was annoying enough to have you dangling in front of my eyes every day, so how can I dream about others."

"Me and my idol, who do you think more about?" He Yidong's dark eyes flashed, and he asked with unknown meaning.

"It should be you, after all, your hairstyle is cool enough!" Xiao Luoli gestured after finishing speaking.

"You should still remember, the classic hairstyle of non-mainstream aristocrats, fluffy, electric hair roots, oblique bangs must cover one eye, it's always individual!".

He Yidong's facial features gradually faded in the dark night, and instantly merged into one, his face was so dark that it couldn't be darker.

"Do you remember this after being a classmate for three years?" His image of being wise and powerful was completely ruined in middle school, and he was at the same table as his wife. The little lolita almost knew all about his dark history.

Really, the word collapse can't describe the helplessness in his heart.

Xiao Luoli who was walking in front suddenly said, "By the way, I mentioned to my parents that we are classmates before we got married, and they even found out the high school graduation photos to find out which one is you."

He Yidong had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Yes, at that time your hairstyle was reserved only for the nobles." Xiao Luoli happily made up the knife.

No wonder the father-in-law had objections to him at first, but now he finally found the crux.

While talking, the two came to the door of the village chief's house. The courtyard door was open and the house was lit.

"Is Uncle Wan Chang at home?" Xiao Luoli shouted standing in the courtyard.

"Here, in the main room!"

Someone in the room answered, and then Dong Meijuan walked out quickly, "It's Luo Li, come in quickly."

"Auntie, didn't you delay your rest?"

"No, what time is it now, and your uncle is weaving bamboo sticks in the house."

When the three of them entered the room, Xiao Wanchang was blowing on the electric fan to draw patterns. After seeing who was coming, he hurriedly got up to let the smoke go.

He Yidong thanked and declined, "Put it away, because there are children in the family who dare not smoke."

After chatting for a while, Xiao Luoli got straight to the point, "Our village now makes money from handicrafts. This season, the number of people growing vegetables has decreased significantly. They are all busy weaving rattan. It's normal not to take care of the vegetable fields." .”

"Now there is also a market here. If people in our village are willing to send vegetables to Phoenix Mountain, I will accept them all."

The recipe for pickled vegetables is Zhou Xiao's own, she has no right to give it away publicly, and besides, every family is busy making money on the rattan, so it is more appropriate to sell it all at once.

Xiao Wanchang stopped what he was doing, and hurriedly said, "This is a good thing, who would have trouble with money."

"You should discuss it with the villagers first. After all, there is still a food supply contract in the county, so you don't have to sell it to me."

Xiao Luoli didn't finish his sentence, "Of course, I won't accept it if the quality is not enough. After all, it's an imported item, and we have to do a good job in quality inspection."

Xiao Wanchang couldn't stop nodding, "You're right, that's the reason."

(End of this chapter)