Chapter 46 Zongzi

Things really happen without you even thinking about them!

Ye Zhen received a purchasing call from Wanmao Supermarket, and Ye's father beside him pricked up his ears.

"You want to buy all of them?" Ye Zhen listened to Zhao Feng's voice and was embarrassed to remind him:

“I don’t have that much production here.”

Zhao Feng had anticipated this. Wanmao Supermarket's opening of new categories could be considered a test, so he received instructions after explaining the situation to his manager.

Buy as many as you can.

"Yes, can the price be cheaper if we purchase in bulk?" The boss meant no more than 3% of the rose honey plum.

"How much are you willing to offer?" Ye Zhen didn't know the price of the plums. He was selling them in the market to create business opportunities, so he set the price lower.

This time she was being a little cunning, wanting to see how much the other party was willing to pay for it.

"Well, let me discuss the specific price with the manager. How about making it this Friday?" Zhao Feng asked carefully.

"No problem, I've sent you the address, just let me know when you get there."

After a brief chat, Ye Zhen ended the call, and Ye's father came over curiously:

"Ye Zi, can they really purchase it?"

Ye Zhen was very proud: "Dad, I said that our family's prosperity depends on me. As soon as I come back, there will be business coming to our door."

This time, Ye's father nodded in agreement: "Yes, you are right."

It’s not possible for Ye Zi to make money as soon as he returns home. He and his father have been here for decades and are still poor.

This time I didn't bother picking the bayberries anymore. I went back and told Ye Ma and the others the good news.

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Zhao Feng hung up the phone. It happened that the company's top management was in a meeting. He waited for a while before going forward to report:

"Manager, I have already contacted the supplier and will go to the production site this Friday to negotiate the price."

The manager nodded to indicate that he understood, then turned back to the meeting room and reported to Zhang Ze:

"Director Zhang, we have already contacted the production site to discuss the price this Friday."

Zhang Ze and other department heads were savoring the taste of the plums. To ensure that everything was safe, they found many varieties of plums on the market and compared them with Ye Zhen's plums based on taste alone.

After eating it like this, this plum is absolutely amazing!

"What variety is this?" asked the manager of the brand promotion department.

"It looks a bit like Huangjing plum, but the taste is not quite the same. Is it a new variety?" Leaders of other departments looked at the report and were a little confused.

There are many varieties of plums across the country, and no matter how hard they thought, they had never seen this kind of plum.

"Since we have decided on this plum, we must make sure to contact them to ensure that they are on the shelves before the Dragon Boat Festival. What do you think about the price?"

Zhang Ze made a decision immediately that no matter whether it was a new variety or not, they must get the opportunity to purchase first.

"The taste and value of these plums far exceed those from Country R, ​​and the local transportation cost is greatly reduced. Rose honey plums cost about 200 per kilogram. We will try to keep it within this range." The supply chain finance manager suggested.

Zhang Ze thought for a moment, the price was not high, the plums were worth it. But the market had not been verified, so they had to bear the market risk.

"Then it's decided. We'll purchase rose honey plums at a price no higher than 3% per pound." Zhang Ze made the final decision.

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After making rice dumplings for the whole morning, Ye's mother counted about 200 of them. Although this is a lot, when the festival comes, the neighbors will give them away and there will not be enough for her to keep.

Mother Ye asked Father Ye to get a large iron pot from the utility room, wash and scrub it several times, put the rice dumplings in the pot, covered it with palm leaves, and cooked it over high fire for the whole afternoon, until it was cooked in the evening.

The sunset glow has not yet dissipated, and the afterglow of the setting sun is dyed on the mountains. The climate here is hot and humid, and mosquitoes appear early. Groups of mosquitoes fly out from the grass and ponds, and small moths flutter towards the lights.

Ye Zhen's spiritual energy was flowing, and the mosquitoes couldn't even get close to him. Poor Ye's mother, she was sitting in the firewood pile and attracting mosquitoes.

"Pa" Ye's mother slapped her legs and killed several people with one slap.

Ye's mother shook her hands in disgust. She couldn't bear it anymore and complained to Ye's father:

"I told you to burn mugwort a long time ago. What's the use of mosquito coils?"

Dad Ye has been so busy these days that he has forgotten that mosquitoes don’t attract him. Poor Mom Ye, mosquitoes only bite her!

Father Ye smiled embarrassedly: "Tomorrow, it will be almost dry tomorrow!" The mugwort is not dry yet, so it can't be burned.

Mother Ye glared at Father Ye. There was nothing she could do. She just placed the mosquito coils under her feet. The aroma in the pot became stronger and stronger. Mother Ye opened one and tried it.

It’s done, the rice dumplings are cooked.

Dad Ye helped to pick up the rice dumplings and put them in a large winnowing basket to drain the water, so that the rice dumplings would not be too wet and would not stick to your hands when you peel the rice dumplings leaves.

The family simply stopped cooking and unwrapped the rice dumplings with anticipation. After taking a bite, Dad Ye exclaimed:

"When it comes to eating, Ye Zi is the best. This fresh meat rice dumpling is so delicious. Why didn't I think of it before?" He stuffed all the rest into his mouth and ate with a good appetite.

Salty and fragrant, soft and glutinous, the meat flavor is completely integrated into the glutinous rice, coupled with the unique fragrance of the rice dumplings leaves, Dad Ye feels that he can eat ten in one go!

"This one filled with various beans is pretty good, soft, tender and fragrant." Grandpa Ye also enjoyed the meal.

Ye Zhen only ate two and stopped. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to eat, it was just a mistake on her part!

I only thought about buying beans and peanuts, and forgot about the impurities. I had to use my spiritual energy to remove them every night, and I had to go to a smelly toilet every day.

Alas, now Ye Zhen’s cultivation has nothing to do with eating wind and drinking dew, having skin as smooth as ice and bones, and self-cleaning.

After the rice dumplings are ready, rice wine needs to be brewed.

During the Dragon Boat Festival here, we also give away salted duck eggs. The duck eggs have been pickled by Grandma Ye a long time ago, and they are served with rice wine. The two grown men in the family take this very seriously.

Grandpa Ye had already soaked the glutinous rice and washed the wooden barrel for steaming rice. In order to make the rice wine taste better, Dad Ye diligently went to the mountain to fetch spring water.

Ye Zhen said that for a man, no matter how much trouble he has, it is not a big deal!

At this time, Ye's mother acted as a hands-off manager, instructing Ye's father to light the fire and steam the glutinous rice. The temperature of the rice cannot be too high, otherwise the wine will easily become sour and bitter. If the temperature is too low, it will just remain rice and will not ferment well and will not easily become wine.

Dad Ye did it very carefully. He rubbed the sweet wine yeast into it little by little, put it in a jar, inserted the chopsticks into the hole, dug a hole in the middle, sealed it, and covered the outside with a cotton pad.

"Is it ready now?" Dad Ye put the wine jar on the cabinet in the room and asked Mom Ye.

In this regard, he only knows how to drink and has no experience.

"It will be fine after a few days." Mother Ye checked for a moment and nodded.

After two days of preparation, Friday arrived.

Early in the morning, Zhao Feng drove to Shanbei Village with his manager and others.

Zhao Feng was in front and the truck carrying the goods was behind. Thinking that a few hundred kilograms was not a lot, he sent two trucks.

At around ten o'clock in the morning, the car drove into Gaocheng Town and started driving on a mountain road of dozens of miles.

"Manager, I've already told Boss Ye in advance, and everything is ready over there."

"How many trees do they have and how much they produce each year?" the manager asked Zhao Feng.

Although they did not purchase a large amount this time, if the market response is good later, they will definitely purchase a large amount.