Wang Yanmei saw that her daughter had been silent for a long time, so she pushed her with her arm and reminded her quietly: "Qingzhi, what's wrong? Why are you silent? Your uncle is calling you."

The sound on the other end of the video was too loud. The men were probably drunk and spoke loudly and without restraint.

"No way, Mr. Zhang, your niece doesn't even give you this little face."

"Mr. Zhang, you promised me right away, and I promised my wife that I would help her get the invitation code. If you make me feel bad, I think I'll have to think about this cooperation for a while."

"Mr. Zhang, your face is no longer useful."

…

Zhang Zhiming's face gradually became awkward, and he smiled apologetically to several partners, "No, it's the network that's not very good. It's stuck."

Xu Qingzhi looked at his uncle's humble appearance, and suddenly remembered that his father had asked several people to borrow money for tuition that year, but failed to get it. He sat at the door of the courtyard, smoking one cigarette after another. He smoked the cheapest cigarettes that he bought and rolled with white paper.

At that time, my cousin in Kyoto was full of energy and ambition. He founded a company and made some money. In the eyes of all relatives, he became the most promising one.

Her father called his uncle and borrowed money for her and her brother's tuition.

Xu Qingzhi has always disliked the hypocritical conversations in the world of fame and fortune, but interpersonal relationships are never black and white.

Adults' socializing is different from that of children. When children are upset, they can say, "I don't want to play with you anymore. I'm breaking up with you!" Adults' behavior is always more mature.

She said slowly, "Uncle, how many invitation codes do you want? I'll send them to you later."

Zhang Zhiming seemed to be relieved and said, "Ten, ten will be enough."

The other people on the other end were making a fuss, "Mr. Zhang, please help me get a few more. These are all your relatives, your family."

"That's right, don't be so stingy."

Zhang Zhiming smiled and said to them, "Just ten, no more. We agreed at the beginning that each person would get two invitation codes. If you find the food delicious, please help my niece's farm business."

"Okay, I've heard Lao Liu mention this Fuwang Farm several times. I asked my assistant to grab it several times but failed. It's a useless thing. This time I have a chance to try it. I want to see if the vegetables on this farm are really that delicious."

"It's really delicious, how could I lie to you. At first, my mom joined the boss's group and bought it. They said it was 200 yuan per pound. I thought it was another scam to cheat the elderly online, but once I ate it, I couldn't stop eating the boss's dishes. It was available before, but now more people are buying it. My mom complains every day that I didn't help her get the dishes. Now that she has the invitation code, she must be happy."

"Mr. Zhang, since you have this channel, I'll have to rely on your help in buying groceries in the future."

Zhang Zhiming laughed along and said ambiguously, "Try your best."

Then, he said to the video: "Okay, Qingzhi, I'm busy now. Sorry to bother you. We can talk again when we are free."

"Yeah." Xu Qingzhi responded and returned the phone to her mother.

She took out her cell phone, logged into the backend, generated ten invitation codes, and sent them to her mother.

"Mom, please send this message to my uncle."

Wang Yanmei had a big smile on her face, as if she had picked up money. "Okay, I'll send it to your uncle right away."

Xu Qingzhi also knew why her mother was happy. Her cousin, who had been praised by all the relatives for so many years, could make Wang Yanmei, who had suffered grievances for half her life, feel proud and respected just by taking the initiative to contact him.

Others helped me in the past, and now I have the ability to help them.

After giving the invitation code, Xu Qingzhi went upstairs to wash up.

After washing up, she asked the paper man to help her blow dry her hair. She took out her mobile phone, opened the vegetable selling group, and sent a message.

Qingzhi: "Starting tomorrow, no new vegetables will be delivered. It will take about a month to get the next crop of vegetables."

Only the loofah is slowly ripening in the vegetable garden. Even one vegetable is not enough to sell, so she has to eat it at home first. Her mother loves loofah, so she cooks two loofahs for every meal. They can be stir-fried or made into soup.

After she sent the message, she read everyone's replies.

The group was in an uproar because of the boss's appearance.

"Boss, you don't sell vegetables, but you give them away. I am really impressed."

Xu Qingzhi didn’t think there was anything wrong with it. She could sell the vegetables she grew whenever she wanted or give them away whenever she wanted.

If she doesn't even have this little freedom when growing vegetables, then the vegetable growing work that originally made her feel relaxing will become a burden.

What's more, the few remaining vegetables were mostly scattered, with perhaps a few dozen kilograms of Chinese cabbage and a hundred kilograms of peppers left. It was not convenient for her to fill in the weight of the vegetables on the shelves, and she had to calculate them one by one before selling them.

It’s too troublesome to sell like this, and she is lazy and doesn’t want to do it.

Shangshanruoshui: "@Qingzhi, Boss, what's the matter with the invitation code? The person in the group said that your relative asked you for it, how can you send food and use a backdoor like this?"

Youlan: "Boss, you said you wanted to give us food, so go ahead, but there's no rule on how to get the invitation code. What's the point? We're envious, very envious, but we can't buy your stuff even if we have money."

Lily: "+1, I used to think I was rich and could buy whatever I wanted, until I saw the dishes at the boss's house, I realized how hard it was to get the dishes."

Rich woman: "@Qingzhi, Boss, how do I get this invitation code? I'm almost dying of greed when I see your eggs. People who have eaten your eggs almost praise them as delicacies, saying they are better than chicken. I don't believe it, I have to try it myself."

More people in the group expressed their dissatisfaction with the invitation code.

"Boss, now that you're out, don't be silent. Why didn't you tell us about the invitation code when we asked for it in the group? Others can get the invitation code by asking your relatives. Using the back door is really disgusting."

"That's right, if you want to give it away, just give it away directly, but don't make it seem like getting an invitation code is such a great thing. That person is still showing off in the group. What is he showing off for? Is he trying to make those of us who don't have an invitation code and can't get the food jealous?"

"Boss, come out and speak."

"The boss has to give an explanation. Recently, the group has almost deified this invitation code. Several wealthy ladies around me have been trying to get this invitation code at gatherings, just to be the first to get the rice from the boss."

"No one has ever eaten the boss's rice, why are so many people fighting for it?"

"You don't know this. Nothing in the boss's shop tastes bad. Whenever a new dish is released, it is snapped up immediately."

…

When Xu Qingzhi saw these messages, he scrolled up and saw a person taking a screenshot to show off that he had obtained two invitation codes and had already exchanged them for a box of eggs and a box of rice.

She frowned and looked at the latest news, which was all discussing the invitation code.

The next second, she received a new message from her uncle on WeChat . Zhang Zhiming: "Qingzhi, I'm really sorry for tonight. Sometimes I just want to save face, so I bought the gifts with the invitation code. Don't mind it."

In the business world, face is important, so Xu Qingzhi did not embarrass him in front of everyone.

But she didn't like it after all. She didn't like her invitation code becoming a tool for showing off. She would feel disrespected. Those people didn't respect her vegetables nourished by the spiritual array, the eggs laid by the chickens raised naturally, and the rice irrigated with spiritual spring water.

She replied, "Uncle, you don't have to pay me. You helped my family before, and I remember it. But don't do it again. I don't like it."

She spoke directly about the private news.

Not embarrassing him in front of everyone was her courtesy as an adult.

Kyoto.

Zhang Zhiming had just returned from a social event and was lying on the sofa with a drunken look on his face. After he sent a message to Qingzhi, he received a reply.

He took a look, his face looked a little bad, and he threw his phone on the coffee table. He complained in a chauvinistic tone: "Qingzhi, what do you mean by this? I just asked her for help and asked for a few invitation codes. If we hadn't introduced customers to her, her farm might not have been able to succeed."

(End of this chapter)