Chapter 1337: Fading

Song Qiao Song Qiao looked at him with a somewhat blank expression.

He found it a bit hard to understand what "money needing to be used for service" meant. However...

"Our meals only need to be steamed; do we really have to pay 1,000?"

Lu Chuan laughed: "Does it hurt your heart? But that pair of shoes on your feet—3,000 yuan—do you think they're good or not?"

Song Qiao Song Qiao opened his mouth, stunned.

Song Tan, in the passenger seat, hadn't said a word, but she had been listening the whole time. Only then did she burst into laughter:

"Well, aren't you something? You went through such a long roundabout way just to say I'm stingy with money, right?"

Lu Chuan also laughed: "I know you are very satisfied with the status quo and have no thoughts about higher material needs. Every family has different life philosophies; whatever you want is fine."

"It's just..."

He sighed slightly: "Let me buy Song Qiao Song Qiao's clothes and shoes from now on."

He said in a low voice: "The Ultraman boxer briefs you bought him fade..."

Song Tan:... Cough!

"Those things were 38 a pair! That's not cheap! Unscrupulous merchants, how outrageous!"

Looking at Song Qiao Song Qiao again, his eyes were already wide: "Brother, how did you know?"

Lu Chuan said mysteriously: "I know everything."

He also knew that Chen Chi had begged his brother to buy the same style, but Chen Xi was better at managing finances and bought six-yuan ones on Pinduoduo. The brothers were too rough with laundry, and it stained three pieces of clothing at once. Lu Chuan had just been strolling by the river looking for inspiration when he saw a row of strangely colored clothes fluttering in the wind behind the dormitory.

Song Qiao Song Qiao fell silent.

By the time the car arrived at the entrance of the Shancheng Zoo in the night, the logistics staff were already standing there waiting expectantly, and Song Qiao Song Qiao still hadn't spoken.

When getting out of the car, Song Qiao Song Qiao finally said: "Brother, the 3,000-yuan shoes are both beautiful and comfortable, I like them very much. But the 1,000-yuan rice steaming is still very expensive, can we change to another place?"

Lu Chuan laughed: "1,000 yuan, while it sounds like a lot, surely there's more than one or two people in the entire catering department. They haven't called back yet, so they definitely haven't decided on the internal distribution—you can call back now and say you don't need this service."

He just wanted Song Qiao Song Qiao to recognize the use of money; he didn't actually have so much money that he had nowhere to spend it.

Seeing the logistics staff trotting forward with a cart while Song Qiao Song Qiao still looked conflicted, Lu Chuan understood his concerns after a moment's thought and patted him on the shoulder:

"If you feel it's not good to cause a dispute in the catering department because of this, you can ask for the number of people and tell the front desk you'll treat them to milk tea tomorrow."

Song Qiao Song Qiao's expression instantly relaxed, and he nodded heavily while clutching his phone: "Mm!"

Song Qiao Song Qiao went to the side to make a call, while Lu Chuan opened the trunk, where three bundles of tied bamboo were placed—

Smooth bamboo poles, bamboo tips with branches and forks, and chopped bamboo branches and leaves.

One hundred jin; if buying fruit, you could get a huge pile, but for bamboo, it was only three stalks.

After being chopped and bundled, they fit in the trunk.

Seeing this ordinary Mao bamboo, the logistics staff were puzzled but relieved: "You finally came!"

Rongrong was crying pitifully, and everyone in the Shancheng Zoo knew it was hungry; what a sin!

Song Tan was just about to speak when she saw another middle-aged man running over, panting—likely the person in charge of this transaction.

Song Tan looked at Lu Chuan, turned around, opened the car door, and brought out the cabbage Song Qiao Song Qiao had mixed.

Lu Chuan had already nimbly helped the other party lift the bamboo, stacking all three bundles onto the cart; the dark night successfully hid the red marks left on his palms.

The leader finally saw someone!

The boss came to deliver the goods personally; could there be future transactions? The other party wouldn't want to lose such a big client, right?

He smiled broadly: "Boss Song, right? It's really hard work to deliver it personally..."

"It's fine." Song Tan spoke quite directly: "It just so happens the child at home wants to visit the zoo, so it's no trouble."

The person in charge kept his composure:

"That's great, that's great. Have you bought your tickets? Come over tomorrow morning and contact me; I'll arrange for someone to deliver the tickets to you directly!"

General admission tickets for the zoo are very cheap, so giving away two isn't a big deal. As for the child's share—most children who love visiting the zoo are likely short enough to be exempt from tickets anyway.

If he isn't exempt, when he sees him in a moment, he will—

Until Song Qiao Song Qiao finished his call and walked over: "Sister."

And Song Tan introduced: "This is my younger brother. I brought him here to visit the zoo."

The person in charge: "..."

The person in charge decided not to dwell on this complicated relationship with the child anymore and simply got straight to the point: "Um, I'd like to ask when we might have more of your bamboo shoots?"

Fearing the other party would raise the price again, he didn't dare mention how much Rong Rong liked the bamboo shoots, but he had to be prepared for the possibility that the bamboo sent over might not suit the animal's taste.

Song Tan smiled: "Soon—in fact, I brought a basket of spring shoots this time. Although they aren't as tender and fresh as winter shoots, they have a different texture when eaten."

The person in charge's eyes lit up: "I..."

"However," Song Tan's tone was unhurried: "These bamboo shoots aren't for sale. The child in our family wants to walk around the zoo and experience the joy of feeding the animals himself."

"I was thinking, if it's possible to open up some feeding activities that don't affect the animals' health, could he experience that too?"

"As a token of appreciation, the basket of spring shoots, the basket of carrots, and the basket of cabbage we brought can all be given for free."

The person in charge was speechless.

How should he put it? The other party spoke politely, yet there was a slight assertiveness in her tone, as if the things from her family were truly some kind of peerless treasure.

But then, thinking of Rong Rong's current pitiful state, aren't they exactly that?

Sigh, one is at the mercy of others!

But the zoo's rules cannot be broken easily!

Although they already have open feeding programs, such as for alpacas, giant tortoises, and so on... these programs themselves are in high demand, and visitors have to compete for them with quick fingers.

As for feeding the giant panda... that is even more impossible.

The national treasure is treated with the utmost care and prestige in their zoo; except for the keepers, other employees are not allowed to feed it casually.

He summarized his thoughts, smiling broadly now: "Regarding this matter, it's mainly... this, this..."

Seeing that the "nonsense literature" was about to begin again, Song Tan took a step back and smiled slightly: "We can just feed some animals that accept feeding; we aren't forcing anything else."

"It's just that if possible, we hope to use the ingredients we brought ourselves—in fact, we don't want to take risks either. I hope these three baskets of vegetables can be tested along with tonight's bamboo."

"If there are no issues after testing, you can give us a portion when we come tomorrow. We have no other requests."