The outer packaging carton still has the name of Fuwang Farm and the iconic ink-colored lotus.

My third aunt signed for the express delivery, took it into the house, and couldn't wait to open it. She saw small square boxes inside, stacked one on top of the other. She took them out and counted them, and there were five boxes in total.

"The outer packaging of this mooncake is quite beautiful." The third aunt said, opening one of the boxes. There were four mooncakes neatly laid out inside. "It's just that the size of this mooncake is a little small."

Sun Xue looked up and said, "Mom, mooncakes are all this size now. I used to get tired of eating just one of those big mooncakes. This size is just right and I won't get tired of it."

"Yeah, that makes sense. This mooncake has several flavors. But Xue'er, you just gave birth to a baby and you still have to breastfeed. This mooncake has a high sugar content, so you shouldn't eat it." The third aunt looked as if she was thinking of her.

Zhang Zhiming came out of the bathroom. He didn't have to go to the company this weekend. He heard what his mother said and asked, "Mom, what can't Xue'er eat?"

Third Aunt closed the mooncake box again. "These are mooncakes sent by your cousin's family."

"What's wrong with eating mooncakes? The sugar content is a bit high, but it's okay as long as you don't eat too much. Don't keep using your old excuses." Zhang Zhiming walked over, picked up the child, and asked his wife to rest for a while. As a result, the child cried in his arms, and he coaxed her with "oh oh oh~" and then continued, "Before, you said Xue'er couldn't even eat duck, because it would make Xiaobao have a duck mouth. The doctor said it's okay. From now on, Xue'er can eat whatever she wants, and you don't have to interfere. Xue'er knows the few things that must be avoided."

"Hey, I'm just concerned about Xue'er. She's weak after giving birth, so it's not suitable for her to eat this non-nutritious food." The third aunt put the mooncakes back into the delivery carton and closed it, then asked, "Hey, didn't you say a while ago that a partner wanted to buy vegetables from your cousin's house? How's it going? Did he buy it?"

"No, my cousin's farm was robbed. They said it will take some time before we can have vegetables." Zhang Zhiming said.

Now many partners know that the owner of Fuwang Farm is his relative.

Some of the people he used to have to curry favor with now actively send him messages. Although they are asking him when the farm will have vegetables, whether he has any accurate information, etc., it is good that the connection is still there.

Some people also ask him to buy groceries for them.

He also knew his own worth. Last time, he asked Qingzhi Video to save his face and give him an invitation code. He was scolded by his wife and now he has learned his limits.

When people asked him to help buy vegetables, he could only politely refuse and say: These vegetables are too good and hard to buy, I can't even buy them myself.

Some people felt humiliated by him and were unhappy, but there was nothing he could do about it.

But sometimes I still feel annoyed and I keep complaining about it at home.

The third aunt brought the mooncakes and the delivery box over and said, "The Fuwang Farm is the Fuqiang family's trademark now. You can see the name of the farm is on the mooncakes. Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. Why don't you give these boxes of mooncakes away? It will also help you build better relationships with people."

"Mom, just a few boxes of mooncakes, keep them for yourself." Zhang Zhiming frowned.

If you really want to give it as a gift to someone, it would not be appropriate to give too little, as if someone has never eaten mooncakes before and would not be interested in just a few mooncakes.

The child was still crying, so Sun Xue reached out and took the baby back.

The little kid nestled in his mother's arms, stopped crying instantly, and stuck out his tongue in comfort.

Zhang Zhiming took the mooncakes out of the carton, opened a box, picked out a runny custard-filled one, tore it open, and handed it to his wife, "Come, try your cousin's mooncakes."

Then, he took another one with runny custard and gave it to his mother, "Mom, you try it too."

The third aunt pushed it over and said, "You eat it. Mom is not hungry. I eat mooncakes every year and I am tired of them. I don't like them very much."

While Zhang Zhiming was feeding his wife, his other hand was not convenient to operate, so he simply tore open the mooncake packaging with his mouth and tasted it himself.

After taking the first bite, my eyes lit up immediately.

"Well, the taste of this mooncake... is really delicious! It is much better than the mooncake from Kyoto, which is said to be a century-old brand." Zhang Zhiming ate it with relish.

Sun Xue nodded in agreement. "Yeah, it's delicious. It tastes like mooncakes, but it feels different from the mooncakes sold outside."

After Zhang Zhiming finished eating a mooncake, he wanted to eat another one. He tore it open and fed it to his wife first. Sun Xue shook her head and said, "Just eat one. Otherwise, you won't be able to eat dinner and you still have to feed the baby."

He stuffed it into his own mouth only after his wife refused to eat it.

As he was eating, his cell phone vibrated in his pocket and someone came to ask him again.

"Mr. Zhang, when will your cousin's vegetables be available? Is there any internal channel?"

After replying to other people’s messages, he looked at the mooncakes in the classic packaging of Fu Wang Farm in front of him.

There is one thing he is absolutely right about, nowadays the four words "Fuwang Farm" have become a trademark, some wealthy people try their best to buy things from Fuwang Farm but still cannot.

He turned on the camera on his phone, took a few photos of the mooncakes, and posted them on his Moments.

Mooncake picture with caption: "The handmade mooncakes sent by my cousin are so delicious~"

It's still... quite face-saving.

Soon, many people liked his post and there were many comments on his circle of friends.

“Mooncakes from Fuwang Farm?”

“I’m so jealous~”

"Brother, let's make a deal. How about giving me two?"

“It looks no different from ordinary mooncakes.”

"Ahhh! Rich King Farm! Is this the Rich King Farm I thought it was?!"

Usually, when Zhang Zhiming releases the company’s products, only a few partners who have a good relationship with him will leave comments in the comment section, or people who deliberately try to curry favor with him will give him likes.

Today, the number of likes and comments on this post went off the charts. Even the boss of Lida Group commented, "Where can I buy it? My mom really likes the things from their farm."

Not only comments, many people also started messaging him privately.

"Mr. Zhang, where do you get these mooncakes from Fuwang Farm? Can you give me a purchase link?"

"Xiao Zhang, excuse me, my wife asked me to ask where I can buy this mooncake?"

"Are mooncakes really delicious? I'm curious, Fuwang Farm actually has mooncakes. I've eaten their vegetables, and they are really different from ordinary vegetables. They taste terrible. I was constipated for half a month, so I went to the doctor, and it turned out that eating their vegetables made me better."

Zhang Zhiming picked out the most important people to reply to, and as for some high school classmates who he didn't have much contact with, he put them aside for later.

"It seems that these mooncakes are not for sale. My cousin is the owner of Fuwang Farm. They make their own mooncakes, so he gave me some."

"Yeah, brother, this mooncake is really delicious, I'm not lying to you!"

Sun Xue was sitting nearby, and could see all the messages her husband sent. She was actually a little curious: "Husband, I actually don't quite understand why you call me cousin? According to relatives, shouldn't we call Yanmei cousin?"

"What does it matter? It's not popular to call someone brother-in-law now. I forgot who it was but he called Fuqiang cousin, so I followed suit and called him cousin. Yanmei just called him sister."

Sun Xue continued to ask: "Then why do you call your other cousin's wife sister-in-law? Not sister."

"I don't know. It's not very popular to call brother-in-law in my hometown now. People still call him sister-in-law, but some people don't call her sister-in-law anymore. I got used to calling him that at that time, so I just called him cousin." Zhang Zhiming thought that it was just a title and it didn't matter much. For example, Yan Mei's elder sister married a son-in-law and treated him as her own son. Qing Zhi still called Zhou Hongwei uncle.

"Honey, I'm busy replying to my bosses now, please don't distract me, dear~"

Sun Xue frowned, "Okay."

Some people got the news from Zhang Zhiming that this was indeed the mooncake from Fuwang Farm and it was delicious.

Finally, someone in the vegetable selling group couldn't hold back and jumped out to post those pictures of mooncakes.

"@Qingzhi, Boss, bring me the mooncakes!"

(End of this chapter)