Whether in her previous life or this life, Su Qingluan never did such a short-sighted and unethical business.
Naturally, Aunt Zhang didn't need Su Qingluan to tell her. She had already investigated all these details long before she met Su Qingluan. It was because she knew that the Su family were all honest farmers and small business owners that Aunt Zhang dispelled her doubts about whether the Su family had ulterior motives.
After all, if the Su family really had other intentions, seeing Xie Zian trying to deceive them and approaching them deliberately, some forces in the dark of the Xie family would not be pushovers either.
Su Qingluan didn't know that her family had been spared a major nuisance because of their honesty and dedication. She only looked at Aunt Zhang, who was clearly quite critical of her use of "wild fruit" as raw material.
"Auntie Zhang, don't you think that the wild fruits that can be found everywhere in the mountains are not as good as those carefully selected and carefully cultivated by fruit farmers?"
Aunt Zhang raised her eyes and glanced at Su Qingluan: "Isn't it?"
"Then," Su Qingluan asked with a smile, "Which is more delicious, the common meat and livestock such as chicken, duck, fish and mutton, or those wild game?"
Aunt Zhang was at a loss for words, because she had to admit that many birds and animals weren't kept captive, yet they were incredibly delicious.
What's more, from Su Qingluan's perspective, many animals that are widely farmed in modern times because of their deliciousness - such as crayfish, puffer fish, etc. - have not yet formed a large-scale farming scale, or people have not yet realized that these animals can be farmed.
In other words, the level of exploration of the "edible" natural landscape by the ancients of this era was completely incomparable to that of modern times, when information is globally shared and many new types of food and cooking methods can be developed.
It is precisely for this reason that, judging from the current situation, there are indeed many delicacies hidden in the mountains and wilderness that are worth exploring.
Seeing that Aunt Zhang was silent but looked unhappy, Su Qingluan saw that the servants were waiting outside the door, so she took out the fruit jam with ginger juice from her arms and said, "Speaking of which, I didn't bring anything decent with me today. This small gift is not enough to show my respect."
Su Qingluan’s “gift” was also very meaningful.
She absolutely could not give overly expensive gifts, otherwise, whether it was discovered by a third party or Zhang Ma retaliated, Su Qingluan would have no way to explain herself.
But this new jam, made exactly according to Zhang Ma’s preferences, is different.
First of all, the minimum goal of Su Qingluan's trip was to make Aunt Zhang, who represented the Xie family, pay money again - and pay a high price - to willingly buy the next new fruit jam.
If the goals of the first stage can be achieved, Su Qingluan is still considering the second stage - allowing the Xie family to purchase various new fruit jams in batches and for a long time.
Of course, if the goals of these two stages are achieved, there are still goals for the third and fourth stages. However, Su Qingluan also understands that one must eat one bite at a time and take one step at a time.
So she lowered her expectations sufficiently - even if she could only achieve the lowest goal, at least she could solve the urgent problem, which was something to be happy about!
So many thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant, and Su Qingluan pushed the small white porcelain jar over.
Aunt Zhang glanced down at the jar and asked seriously, "Madam Su, what do you mean by this? Are you trying to use some favors to get me to favor you?"
She spoke seriously, but there was no displeasure on her face. Su Qingluan knew that what she thought was right.
Su Qingluan then chuckled and said, "Who would use kindness to give such a jar of jam? But Aunt Zhang is the elder, and I, as a junior, came to visit and made a little gift just to show my appreciation."
"I never thought that an old woman like me would get a jar of jam before the young master." Aunt Zhang replied calmly, but she did not put the jar of jam away or open it to taste it.
Su Qingluan thought to herself, "Hey, you're almost done, old man!" She still respectfully pushed the jar towards her. "I told you this is a small token of my respect for my elders—please forgive me for being presumptuous. Mr. Xie is not an 'elder' in any way."
As she spoke, Su Qingluan winked at Zhang Ma playfully.
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