While the food was cooking, Xu Lai had a moment to spare, so she washed the loquats and prepared to make loquat syrup.
Peel the loquats, put them in a blender and blend them into a puree, then add some water. There were quite a lot of loquats; the puree couldn't even fit in a large bowl.
She used a wok to cook it, and found that the fruit puree turned black towards the end. Xu Lai's heart sank. Oh no, this pot is going to be ruined.
She searched online and found that, sure enough, you can't use an iron pot to make loquat syrup. When Grandma saw the pot of disastrous dish, she asked, "What are you making? Why is it all black?"
"Loquat syrup, I messed it up the first time," Xu Lai poured the loquat syrup into a bowl, changed the pot, and continued to simmer it. She refused to believe it.
The duck parts were almost done braising. She lifted the lid, stirred them a few times with a spatula, picked up a duck foot to taste, and said, "Hmm, it's already very flavorful. It will taste even better if the sauce is reduced a little more."
She scooped out the braised duck parts, divided some out, and gave some to Grandma Jiang.
The loquat syrup was almost ready, so she turned the heat down to low and simmered it until it became thick before putting it into jars.
With stir-fried water spinach and cucumber salad, it's time to eat. Xu Lai washed the peaches and put them on the table as well.
Grandpa poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip, and looked at the nectarines, saying, "These peaches are almost ripe. There are nectarine trees everywhere in the village, and this year we're going to have another unsold crop."
Xu Lai knew that every household in their village had an orchard, and their family's orchard was considered small. Some families made a living by selling fruit.
Business used to be pretty good; I could make a living by setting up a stall on the street. But now, with the development of the internet and the increasing convenience of online shopping, everyone is inclined to shop online.
Xu Lai had an idea, but it was just a thought. If it could actually be realized, the sales of the village's fruit would no longer be a problem.
After finishing her meal, she returned to her room, took out her computer, and made a preliminary plan based on her own ideas. However, since she wasn't a professional, she still needed someone to help her revise it.
Xu Lai thought of someone, Zhao Qingyun. He seemed to know a bit about this. She would ask him after he got off work.
When Zhao Qingyun got home, he saw someone standing at the door. He asked, "What are you doing standing here? Waiting for me?"
Xu Lai followed him into the house, saying as they walked, "Here's the thing, I have a proposal that I'd like you to take a look at."
Zhao Qingyun changed her shoes and went upstairs. Seeing Xu Lai standing still, she said, "Come up."
She went up the stairs, and Zhao Qingyun led her to the bedroom. They didn't have a room upstairs to turn into a study, so he always worked in his room.
Xu Lai pointed to her shoes and asked, "Do I need to take my shoes off?"
Zhao Qingyun glanced at her slippers and said, "No need, just come in."
Xu Lai walked over and asked, "I only brought a USB drive. Do you have a computer?"
Zhao Qingyun nodded, gesturing for her to take it. Xu Lai handed it over, and their fingertips and palms touched. Xu Lai withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted.
There was only one chair in the room. Zhao Qingyun sat down, inserted the USB drive into the computer, opened the folder, quickly browsed through it, and got a general idea of what was going on.
Xu Lai had been standing for a while while waiting for someone, and her legs were starting to ache. She quietly twisted her ankles and then heard the person call out to her, "Sit down."
She froze, looking around his room. There was nowhere else to sit except on the bed, but the bed was such a private place, how could she possibly sit there?
Seeing that she didn't move for a long time, Zhao Qingyun stood up, pressed her back into her seat, and then, supporting himself on the table, pointed to the computer screen and gave her his suggestions for revision.
“First of all, the name of your place is just ‘Hometown of Nectarines’, which is not enough. It’s too common. You need to highlight the key point: where are the nectarines from?”
As Xu Lai listened to his suggestions, she considered the changes in her mind. The two were very close, and she could feel the heat emanating from him, which gradually warmed her face as well.
"Also, there are a lot of nectarines produced, but the quality varies. You have to ensure that customers buy good products, otherwise it will be difficult to do business in e-commerce."
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