Chapter 50

The little pickup truck drove steadily along the road, carrying the little yellow duck, the little local puppies, and the big Qiaoqiao.

Just at this moment, a van in front suddenly signaled and stopped by the roadside.

Song Tan was stunned, discovering that the other party was the young man from Fengfeng Express in the town. The other party hesitated for a moment, then said: "You said you wanted to send a package before, why didn't you come?"

"Did you find another company?"

Thinking that he seemed too eager, he added: "You're sending fresh produce, right? Our Fengfeng is definitely the fastest, and it's not much more expensive after the discount for sending a lot..."

These words were truly hollow!

Fengfeng Express truly practiced "time is money"! The speed definitely wasn't three times faster, but the price after the discount still had to be tripled!

Song Tan also laughed, quite liking this straightforward young man.

She had previously painted a big picture for people, thinking her video would be an instant hit, and that selling hundreds of orders a day would be no problem.

She didn't expect that immortal cultivation couldn't manage technological traffic...

Sigh.

So she apologized: "I'm sorry, I have to go to the city every morning now, so I just brought some of the express packages with me."

The young man's expression relaxed suddenly—as long as the orders weren't given to others, he would have plenty of opportunities!

Thinking of this, he felt that he was being petty for stopping halfway to ask, so he quickly waved his hands:

"It's okay, it's okay, I was just asking. It's mainly because I imported a batch of dry ice bags and foam boxes from the city. Other things are easy to talk about, but dry ice bags are hard to handle, so I was just asking..."

"Anyway, I still have to go to the city to ship goods, otherwise I won't make it in time to send them off tonight—if there are express packages, send me a WeChat message!"

This person was quite active in doing business!

Song Tan also sighed and continued driving home—

Traffic, traffic, at least come a little bit!

Editing the video for a whole night, and not even having a single comment was quite disrespectful!

And just on the morning of this day.

Secretary Wang had just returned to the office with the documents when he received a phone call:

"Mr. Wang, right? Fengfeng Express is at the main gate, is it convenient? There is a box of fresh produce for you here. I'll send it in; please verify the goods."

Secretary Wang thought for a moment and finally replied: "Then please send it to the gate of the courtyard next door; I'll call the guard to let you through."

Not long after the phone call hung up, he saw the leader standing in front of him, seemingly having heard a few words just now, and said casually: "Verify what goods?"

Secretary Wang stood there blankly, watching Fengfeng Express move a large box in, and couldn't help but recall his own unspeakable experience of buying vegetables:

"It's the meal you ate at the People's Hospital before. I found out it was sold by a farmer in the province herself. Thinking you loved it, I bought a bit more."

However, Secretary Wang, who didn't cook, looked at the large box now and realized belatedly that he might have... bought too much.

Secretary Wang felt a bit embarrassed, not knowing if it would make the leader think he didn't understand people's livelihood.

However, just when he was feeling uneasy, he saw the leader's spirit lift, and his face even faintly glowed red:

"Secretary Wang, you are still thoughtful... Ever since I ate that meal in the cafeteria, I've felt like I was eating grass for the past two days! Well done!"

He turned his head and looked at the large box with great interest: "What kind of vegetables are they? Is there shepherd's purse? If there is, let the cafeteria make dumplings later."

Secretary Wang was even more dejected: "Leader, they said the wild vegetables are old and they aren't selling them anymore. This time they are only selling one kind..."

The leader wondered: "Why are you still stuttering?"

Secretary Wang was about to cry, because he had been overwhelmed by the taste at the time and bought whatever it was on impulse. Now that he thought about it, he felt awkward even answering:

"It's... Chinese milk vetch."

"Chinese milk vetch?"

Being able to become a leader, he naturally wasn't completely out of touch with the world; he had seriously practiced in the countryside, so he naturally had a deep impression of Chinese milk vetch.

At this moment, he didn't dislike it, but was just curious: "After eating too much fish and meat, Chinese milk vetch is now popular."

The courier had already opened the box; foam box, ice packs, airbag columns...

The entire interior of the box maintained an exquisite temperature, so much so that when the airbag columns were opened, the ten bundles of fresh and tender Chinese milk vetch tied neatly inside made even the professionally trained courier stunned:

"... This is truly the price of meat for a plate of tofu."

He muttered.

The leader and Secretary Wang were also stunned.

Afterwards, they picked up a bundle of vegetables to look at, and finally, their throats moved, and they said evasively: "These vegetables... look really quite fresh."

Secretary Wang completely put his heart at ease. At this moment, he regained the demeanor of a great secretary, steady and thoughtful: "Then I'll bring these vegetables home for you after work later."

The leader laughed: "It's such a long way, how much money? I can't take advantage of you—also, eating Chinese milk vetch for the first time, let's taste the flavor—send it to the cafeteria."

He said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Although our Ning Province has beautiful mountains and clear waters, the economic conditions are average, and we haven't created a national representative agricultural product for so many years."

"The wild vegetables eaten at the hospital that time indeed had a unique flavor. If we can have stable and large-scale supply of similar agricultural products later, even if the price is expensive, it can be considered a new possibility and path for our rural revitalization."

"Building a new countryside isn't just about building houses and repairing roads!"

"Food is the most important thing for the people; there is a lot to be done in this area!"

The courier had already walked to the door, and hearing the vague conversation, he subconsciously looked back.

He couldn't help but wonder in his heart: This leader seems quite good...

Secretary Wang, who was still in the office, gave a bitter smile: "You guessed it right, the price is not low—whether it's the wild vegetables we ate last time or the Chinese milk vetch bought today, it's twenty yuan a jin, and it doesn't include postage!"

As he spoke, he felt aggrieved—why didn't it include postage when it was sold so expensively?

The leader was also stunned.

"Twenty yuan a jin?" He muttered: "This is truly a high-priced agricultural product."

But thinking about that taste, he became even more encouraged: "If this technology can be scaled up, even if farmers themselves grow big and strong, it can drive the return of labor in the surrounding villages and solve job positions for thousands of people!"

"Not bad, not bad! Secretary Wang, keep an eye on it at all times and see if there is any possibility of expanding production later!"

Secretary Wang also felt a surge of passion in his heart—if this matter is accomplished, then the future... oh my, I dare not think, I dare not think!

He also braced his mind and responded steadily, then picked up the box of vegetables: "Then I'll send these vegetables to the cafeteria first; we can just taste them at noon."

At this moment, he could only pray in his heart: "Great Marx, bless this vegetable to be delicious!"

Otherwise, the leader had just paid attention to this matter, and then discovered that the quality of the vegetables didn't live up to the name, that would be truly embarrassing...

"Wait!"

The leader called him again: "Last time we didn't know the price of the vegetables and ate the doctor's vegetables. Take some time to arrange it and send some vegetables and fruits to them to make up for it."

Secretary Wang nodded in agreement, and then couldn't help but sigh—

That Dr. Zhang looks honest, but he can't help having good luck!

This time, sending things to the door himself, in the future at the hospital, not to mention promotion and salary increase, at least there won't be any troublesome things.