Chapter 421 Baked Sweet Potatoes Are Better Than Mooncakes
"Is it snowing?"
"Fuck, it's really snowing."
"The first snow of 2010 came later than usual..."
Early in the morning, Jiang Qin woke up from the warm dormitory and couldn't help feeling a chill from the outside world. He immediately wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, sat up at a 45-degree angle, and looked out the window.
I don’t know when, but Linchuan welcomed the first snow of this year. I saw a vast expanse of white outside the window, and it was probably started in the first half of the night.
Sometimes the winter on the calendar is not called winter, only the winter when it actually snows is called winter.
Just like spring comes when flowers bloom, summer comes when cicadas chirp, and autumn comes when trees turn yellow, today's sudden snow has successfully dragged Linchuan into the cold winter season.
Jiang Qin curled up in the quilt and couldn't help but think of his childhood.
At that time, the village had not yet moved collectively to Hongrong Home, and everyone lived in bungalows. In order to keep warm, every household had a big stove in the main room. It would burn red in the winter, and as long as you poked it a few times with tongs, you would definitely find one or two roasted sweet potatoes.
Use tongs to pick one out and peel off the hot outer skin. The inside is already soft and glutinous, and tastes sweet and crispy.
Sure enough, it would be a waste not to light the stove and roast sweet potatoes in this kind of weather.
Jiang Qin sat on the bed and thought for a while, and succeeded in making himself hungry. Just as he was about to get up and buy a roasted sweet potato to satisfy his craving, he saw Yuan Youqin calling.
Every year when the temperature drops, my mother always calls me and reminds me to wear more clothes, especially cotton pants.
If you dare to say you don't wear them, Yuan Youqin will add, "You will suffer when you get old!" It is said that the child of a distant relative of the Jiang family cannot wear cotton pants in winter and is now confined to a wheelchair, but it is impossible to verify which relative it is. I just heard my mother say this since I was a child.
"Make sure you wear cotton pants, did you hear me? Also, the two quilts I mailed for you have arrived, remember to pick them up, one of which is for Nan Shu."
"I have a quilt."
"Isn't your quilt distributed by the school? I don't even know if the cotton is good or not. Last year I wanted to send it to you but you refused. This year I just sent it to you. There's no way a quilt outside can be as warm as one made by your own mother."
In the autumn, women in Jeju would set aside a day to make quilts together in groups of four or five, whether neighbors or sisters-in-law.
The cotton used is all of the best quality, and the stitches are also tightly sewed. It doesn't feel stuffy or heavy when covered, but it is extremely warm.
The two quilts sent by Yuan Youqin were newly made this fall. She was originally just a participant in this kind of activity, the kind that would only go if someone called her.
But this year was different. Ms. Yuan became the convener of the event, and then she accidentally got so excited that she even made the wedding quilt for Jiang Qin's wedding.
"Don't take it lightly. Remember to take the blanket out before dark. It's cold when it snows, and even colder when the snow melts."
"Okay mom, I'll get it now."
"Also, the temperature in Linchuan has dropped significantly recently and will last for four days. The flu is also coming. You and Nanshu must take good care of your health."
Yuan Youqin muttered to himself, although he was not in Linchuan, he knew the temperature and health of Linchuan very well.
Jiang Qin said yes, got dressed and got out of bed, then hung up the phone and left the dormitory.
There were still dense snowflakes floating in the sky, the dormitory buildings were all white, and even the pine and cypress trees in the green belt were covered with snow, with short icicles hanging from them.
Boss Jiang drove his Audi, trying to slow down the car, and took a detour from College 4th Road, which usually had little traffic. When he passed the front square, he saw a large group of boys and girls playing snowball fights, and there was also a long queue at the entrance of Xitian.
"Damn, it's great to be young. Full of energy."
Jiang Qin smacked his lips and drove all the way to the post office outside the school. After getting the quilt, he went to the girls' dormitory and delivered it to Feng Nanshu on the fifth floor.
Feng Nanshu was wearing a yellow Rilakkuma pajamas with a hood on her head with two semicircular ears sticking up. With her watery eyes, crystal clear face and straight nose, she almost broke Jiang Qinmeng's pride the moment she came out of the dormitory.
The configuration of the royal sister insists on taking the cute route, which is simply the superposition of double buffs.
"Damn you little demon, come here, I'm here to bring you a quilt."
Feng Nanshu looked at the quilt in his hand and raised his head gently: "Jiang Qin, I have a quilt."
“This was made by my mother.”
"Oh, then quickly spread it for me."
Jiang Qin glanced at her and said, "She changes her mind as soon as she says so. She is indeed a woman."
Feng Nanshu looked bewildered, then followed Jiang Qin back to the girls' dormitory and helped him put on the quilt.
Everyone in the girls' dormitory 503 is there. After all, it is the coldest time of the year, and there are many more female college students who choose to stay in the dormitory rather than go out and freeze to death.
Before Jiang Qin came over carrying the quilt, they were all busy with their own things, some were studying, some were watching TV series, some were doing homework, and some were knitting scarves.
But once Jiang Qin arrived, everyone had no time to do anything else and just focused on eating candy.
Then, no one knew who notified them, but soon, a group of people crowded around the door of Room 503. They all came to see Boss Jiang, who was on the news every day, making the bed for his good friend.
It was rare enough for a boy to come to the girls' dormitory openly, let alone a man with such a good reputation.
Feng Nanshu looked at the girls outside the door, then suddenly picked up his work badge on the table and hung it around his neck.
"Jiang Qin, is it snowing heavily outside?"
"Big, I accidentally lost a piece of my proud bone, and I searched for a long time but couldn't find it. The snow is so deep."
After hearing from Jiang Qin that it was snowing heavily and many people were outside having snowball fights and making snowmen, the girls in 503 became restless and said they wanted to go out for a walk.
Then, a group of seven people braved the cold wind, walked from the girls' dormitory to the front square, and ran into the snow.
Xiao Gao also picked up a branch and wrote his pen name on the snow, Huihuizi who loves eating candy. Jiang Qin pouted when he saw it, thinking that he has the nerve to show off such bad handwriting, even my pee is better than this.
"You guys have your own fun. I'm going to go to the cafeteria to see if there are any roasted sweet potatoes. Oh, and by the way, do you want some?"
"Half is enough. I can't finish more. Thank you, Boss Jiang, for the treat."
"I want half of it, too."
Jiang Qin turned around and went to have a meal. Sure enough, he saw a stall selling roasted sweet potatoes. He bought four and put them in his arms. Shivering, he returned to the snowy ground and found a step to sit down.
The group buying market has blossomed in the second-tier markets. Through the Linchuan business group and after a series of group buying operations, many brands have been pushed to the forefront and are being heavily discounted by major websites, one after another.
The third Xianhui Xiansheng store in Xijing was just opened yesterday, and its daily turnover today is comparable to that of an old supermarket. This may seem outrageous to others, but it is perfectly normal in the deformed group buying market.
For Lashou.com and Nuomituan, the money was burned and only ashes were left.
But for group buying, there is an additional brand that has suddenly become well-known in the cooperative market.
After a while, when the brand is almost established, we will replace it with a new batch to cause chaos in the world.
He once asked Cao Guangyu to treat Ren Ziqiang to a meal, and received Ren Ziqiang's thanks. Now he is using his competitors' funds to incubate brands in his own business circle. In fact, the principle is the same.
Business tips and life tips have something in common to a certain extent.
What is the most important thing at present? The official launch of the internal management system.
The markets in second- and third-tier cities are too fragmented, and there are competitors on all sides. The current policy of group buying is to retreat when the enemy advances, harass when the enemy stays, attack when the enemy is tired, and pursue when the enemy retreats.
However, to achieve such a stunning positioning in such a huge national market, the reliability of the internal management system is a crucial factor.
Sunai said that the final round of optimization can be completed in the next few days, and it is estimated that it will not take many days.
Sure enough, a reborn person needs to be equipped with a system to be cool.
Jiang Qin took out a sweet potato from his arms, peeled it and looked in the direction of Feng Nanshu.
At this time, the rich young woman was wearing a pair of khaki boots and a down jacket, and was squatting beside Gao Wenhui helping her build a snowman.
Her expression seemed even colder than a snowy winter day, but her eyes were lively. Whenever she stood up, both her face and figure made people around her feel ashamed of themselves.
When the rich young woman realized Jiang Qin was looking at her, she suddenly stood up and ran towards him. Her pretty nose and a pair of fair hands were already red from the cold.
"Want some baked sweet potatoes? My good friend."
"I don't want to eat sweet potatoes, my good friend."
Feng Nanshu shook his head, then put his little hand into Jiang Qin's pocket to warm himself.
At this moment, Gao Wenhui, who had been making a snowman, was too cold to bear it anymore. She ran towards them and asked Jiang Qin for sweet potatoes.
Eating is secondary, what’s important is warming your hands.
"Fan Shuling is from the south, so it's fine for her to be excited to see the snow, but why are you, a northerner, getting excited too?"
"Although I'm from the north, I can only see snow once or twice in winter. And with global warming, you know, maybe we won't see it anymore in the future."
Gao Wenhui was eating sweet potatoes while muttering to herself, then turned around and told Jiang Qin about the ozone hole, saying that it was above the Antarctic and was oval in shape, as if she had seen it with her own eyes.
Xiao Gao has a bit of the roughness of a man on her body, and the roasted sweet potatoes are really sticky, so her mouth is full of them.
Seeing this scene, the little rich woman was stunned for a moment, and suddenly reached out to pull Jiang Qin's sleeve: "Brother, I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes."
"?"
"You said you don't want to eat."
"I want to eat it now. I think roasted sweet potatoes are better than mooncakes."
(I have a cold, please give me a monthly ticket, I have a slight fever)
(End of this chapter)
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