The rich bought it
"My family is also in business, so we know a little bit about the ins and outs of this." She looked at Zhong Ling with a frank look.
"I don't believe that nonsense. On the contrary, I believe that any dish that my son can even praise as delicious must be truly extraordinary. So, I asked people to inquire for a long time before finally finding you."
After she finished speaking, she looked at Zhong Ling earnestly, "Miss Zhong, are your vegetables still for sale? We'd like to buy some."
Zhong Ling understood. Anorexia? It might be a problem for ordinary people, but for vegetables imbued with spiritual energy, improving appetite and regulating the spleen and stomach were merely side effects. It seemed like this first batch of "witnesses" had arrived faster than she'd anticipated.
She looked at the silent boy, and then looked at Qin Yali who had a look of anticipation on her face.
"There are more dishes." Zhong Ling finally spoke, her voice still calm, "But you should have heard the price."
Qin Yali nodded immediately: "I heard about it. Twenty yuan per kilogram, right? No problem, we can accept this price. Good quality things are naturally worth this price." There was no hesitation in her tone.
For her, as long as her son can eat well, she would be willing to try even if it costs 200, not to mention 200.
Zhong Ling said nothing more and turned to walk towards the vegetable patch. "How much do you want?"
"We'll take as many as you can get!" Qin Yali hurriedly followed, her tone a little anxious, then realized she might be too excited and added, "Well, of course, it depends on your convenience. The main reason we came this time is to buy some first and then try it out."
Zhong Ling didn't look back, but walked straight to the patch of vegetables that grew the best, bent down and started picking.
Her movements were not fast, but just right, ensuring freshness without damaging the roots.
Qin Yali stood outside the fence, looking at the vibrant, dazzling green vegetable patch, then at Zhong Ling's silhouette picking the vegetables. Her sense of certainty grew even stronger. This vegetable was definitely something special.
Zhou Zimo, who had been silent all the time, raised his head at some point and his eyes fell on the green vegetables. There seemed to be some subtle changes on his pale face, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.
Zhong Ling picked a full bamboo basket of green vegetables and a few cucumbers, and also pulled out some newly grown cherry radishes.
Qin Yali watched quietly, without urging her. Zhou Zimo, standing beside her, still had his head bowed, but his eyes never left the vegetable patch.
"Is that enough?" Zhong Ling walked to the fence carrying a basket and said in a light voice.
"Enough, enough!" Qin Yali responded quickly, her eyes falling on the vegetables. The more she looked at them, the more extraordinary they seemed. "I want all of these. How do you weigh them?"
Zhong Ling pulled a large, old-fashioned scale from under the eaves, expertly hung the basket on it, and adjusted the weight. "Five pounds and two ounces of greens, three pounds of cucumbers, and one and a half pounds of radishes." She read out the numbers and then looked at Qin Yali.
Qin Yali immediately took out her phone from her handbag: "Ms. Zhong, do you have WeChat or Alipay? I'll scan it for you."
Zhong Ling took out her cell phone and called up the payment code.
"The total... 5.2 jin plus 3 jin plus 1.5 jin is 9.7 jin. 9.7 times 20..." Qin Yali did some mental calculations, then added some more, "I'll transfer 200 yuan to you to make it an even number." She operated her mobile phone and quickly completed the payment.
Zhong Ling confirmed the payment, packed the vegetables into bags and handed them to Qin Yali.
Qin Yali carefully took it, her face filled with unconcealed joy. "Thank you, Miss Zhong. We'll go back first. If... if the effect is good, we'll come back again."
Zhong Ling nodded without comment and looked at the mother and son.
At his mother's signal, Zhou Zimo reached out and took the two lighter bags. A glimmer of light seemed to flash in his eyes, which had always been dull, so fast that it was impossible to catch it.
The mother and son turned and walked towards the business car. The driver opened the door, took the bags from the two, and carefully placed them in the trunk.
The black car started slowly, turned around, and drove away along the same way it came.
The village returned to its superficial tranquility, but beneath this tranquility, undercurrents surged.
As the car drove away, several villagers who had previously kept their distance from the Zhong Ling family because of the rumors spread by Huang Jianming couldn't help but come closer. Granny Sun from next door was the first to peek in, climbing over the fence.
"Xiao Zhong, who was that just now? He looked... quite rich!" Grandma Sun had a smile on her face and her eyes were full of curiosity.
Zhong Ling glanced at her, ignored her, and turned back to the house.
"Hey, you kid..." Grandma Sun was disappointed. She withdrew her head in frustration and muttered to the other women nearby who were equally curious, "Did you see that? People from the city who drive nice cars come to buy her vegetables! And they buy so much at a time!"
"Didn't they say that the dish had problems and was bad for us to eat? Why did a big boss come to buy it?" A woman in a floral shirt looked puzzled.
Zhang Qinglan was also in the crowd, and she felt mixed emotions.
The few hundred dollars Huang Jianming gave her was still in her pocket, and she just said "bad things" about the dish to others, but then someone came to buy it in a Mercedes-Benz. Isn't this a slap in her face?
She forced herself to remain calm and curled her lips, saying, "Who knows? Rich people think differently from us. Maybe they just like that weird stuff." She felt unsure even when she said this.
"I think the vegetable is green and juicy, it doesn't look like something bad." Someone objected in a low voice, remembering how the vegetable tasted before, and couldn't help swallowing.
"That's right, didn't Mrs. Sun say she felt better after eating it?"
"Then...what Manager Huang and the others said before..."
The villagers looked at Zhong Ling's closed gate, then at the direction where the luxury car disappeared, their minds completely confused.
The shadow of the previous "hormone vegetables" has not yet dissipated, and now there is "special supply for the rich". Zhong Ling and her dishes have become even more mysterious in the eyes of the villagers of Yunxi Village.
Some people who had wavered before now started to become active again, wondering whether they should go and ask again. Even if it was only 20 yuan per pound, what if it was really as good as Grandma Sun said?
In the evening, Qionghai City.
Qin Yali brought the vegetables she had bought back to her home, which was an upscale residential complex with elegant decoration.
When the aunt at home saw the vegetables she brought back, her eyes lit up: "Madam, did you buy the same vegetables as last time?"
"Well, it took some effort to find the source." Qin Yali handed the dish to her aunt and instructed, "Use this dish tonight. Make it light and let Zimo try it."
"Okay!" Auntie took it happily. Just smelling the fragrance of the dish, she felt it was something special.
At dinner time, the aunt placed a plate of stir-fried vegetables on the table. The whole dish looked delicious. Zhou Zimo was half-persuaded, half-invited, to the table, but he still looked like he had no appetite.
Qin Yali picked up a piece of green vegetables with her chopsticks and put it in her son's bowl. She said softly, "Zimo, try it."
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