Zhang Xuemei didn't say anything. Although she could write an IOU, she was always uneasy about having the money in someone else's hands. It wouldn't be impossible to get it back by making goods, but there was a problem with the quality.
Thinking this way, she asked the question.
Mr. Chen quickly assured him, "Don't worry about that. This isn't the first time you've bought goods from me. Everything has been fine before. This time, there might be a problem. How about this, if there's still a problem this time, I'll give you a full refund without hesitation. Is that alright?"
Zhang Xuemei didn't want things to get awkward, and also wanted to give Mr. Chen face. After thinking for a moment, she replied, "How about this, I'll exchange the goods. I'll organize the order first and send it to you later. I won't go there in person; it's a waste of time to go back and forth."
"Alright, as long as you trust me, I'll get it for you right away." Boss Chen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhang Xuemei agree.
As soon as Zhang Xuemei hung up the phone, Su Luoluo anxiously asked, "Sister Xuemei, how did it go? Can we get a refund?"
Zhang Xuemei breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "The result isn't bad. Boss Chen letting us exchange the goods is a good outcome."
"Ah," Zhu Qingqing glanced at Zhang Xuemei and muttered, "Aren't they going to refund the money? We can get our goods from other places."
“Hey, they don’t have that much cash on hand. Besides, it’s not just us who have problems. Let’s do a good deed. Their clothes used to be pretty good. You two take a look at which clothes sold well before, write them down, and I’ll report them to them later.”
After giving her instructions, Zhang Xuemei went straight home. Now that Su Luoluo and the others are managing to keep things busy at the shop, she only comes to check on things occasionally, so she has a lot of free time.
Taking advantage of her free time, she strolled over to her second sister's shop again. As soon as she arrived, she saw her second sister busy chopping roast goose for customers, with a long line of people behind her. She could only find an empty seat and wait.
After seeing off the last customer, Zhang Xuelian looked up and saw her younger sister sitting in the corner looking this way. She smiled and greeted her, "Why didn't you say anything when you came? Perfect timing. Take a roast goose back with you later. Your brother-in-law has slightly improved the recipe, and it tastes even better than before."
Zhang Xuemei stood up with a smile. "I just came to check. Sister, your store is doing good business. It's not even lunchtime yet, but I see you've already sold quite a bit."
"Yes, you know what, the taste is so good that it keeps people coming back. Now my shop is quite famous. Everyone around here knows that my roast goose is delicious, and they come early in the morning, afraid that they won't be able to buy any if they come late."
"Right? It smells even better than before. This business is sure to be good." Zhang Xuemei fanned herself with her hand, took a closer sniff, and indeed it smelled even better.
Zhang Xuelian smiled happily as she spoke, “Your brother-in-law only has some talent in this area. I don’t want him to do anything else now. I just have him deliver goods to a few restaurants and push him to develop new products. I let him arrange his own time as he pleases.”
She knew her husband's character; he always had to give her a sweet treat after a beating, and if she really pushed him too far, he might just quit.
"They're even delivering to restaurants? That's great, sis. You two really have the guts to turn this place into a time-honored brand. People from all over will come here specifically to try it..."
"You're exaggerating. You can't get roast goose anywhere else, so why would you come all the way here? That's an exaggeration!"
Zhang Xuelian said it was an exaggeration, but her eyes revealed an expectant look. She didn't have much ambition; she just wanted to keep the store running well. Of course, it would be even better if she could open more branches.
As soon as He Jianwei got out of the car, he saw the two people chatting happily in the shop. He grinned and said, "Xuemei is here. Perfect timing. Take a roast goose home. I guarantee it will be even better than before."
“Brother-in-law, you and my sister are really on the same wavelength. She just said the exact same thing. You two are truly a perfect couple. But there’s no need to take it back. I’ll just try a couple of pieces.”
“No way, I’m not a petty person,” He Jianwei waved his hand and continued, “You can also give me some suggestions and see if there’s anything that can be improved. I’ve just been figuring things out on my own, and your sister can’t really give me any concrete advice, so I don’t have any chance to improve.”
Zhang Xuelian rolled her eyes at him, saying that he was panting because he was fat, but she didn't say anything to him. She just said, "Your brother-in-law is right. Try it and give me your opinion."
Zhang Xuemei didn't think her tongue was as perceptive as her brother-in-law's, but since the conversation had already started, she shamelessly sat down and picked up a piece of roast goose to eat.
As soon as I looked up, I saw two pairs of eyes staring straight at me. My brother-in-law kept urging me, "How is it? Isn't it better than before? Do you think there's anything that needs improvement?"
Zhang Xuemei swallowed the roast goose in her mouth and ate four or five pieces in a row before putting down her chopsticks. After wiping her mouth with a paper, she replied, "It tastes really good. You can tell from how much I can't stop eating. But it would be even better if it had some sauce to cut through the richness. It would probably feel greasy when the weather is hot."
He Jianwei clapped his hands and shouted, "I think so too, but after trying several sauces, none of them quite felt right."
Thinking of the plum sauce of later generations, Zhang Xuemei tentatively asked, "What about plum sauce? I think that's quite refreshing."
"Of course I've tried this, but it tastes weird with roast goose." He Jianwei tried no less than three or four kinds of sauces, but none of them felt right, which really worried him.
"Hmm, I've had some pickled plums before. I think using that kind of method might be better. It has both salty and sour flavors, which I think is better than just sour. Brother-in-law, do you want to try it?"
In her later life, Zhang Xuemei actually tried making plum jam, and it tasted quite good. However, those were pre-pickled salted plums bought online; she had never actually tried making her own.
"Salty plums?" He Jianwei frowned, imagining the taste, and couldn't help but shudder. "Aren't plums supposed to be sour? Salty—can they even taste good?"
Zhang Xuemei got excited when she talked about this, leaned forward and explained, "I didn't like it before either, but then I thought I'd process it a bit and turn it into plum sauce, and it actually tastes pretty good."
Upon hearing that Zhang Xuemei had tried it, He Jianwei quickly asked, "Xuemei, it would be even better if you had tried it. Tell me what you said?"
"It's simple. I just wash the pickled plums, remove the pits, crush them, chop them finely, put them in a small pot, add water and rock sugar, and simmer over low heat." Zhang Xuemei explained the steps she remembered. It was simple, but the pickled plums had to be properly pickled.
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