Chapter 66

As soon as Wu Lan said this, Zhang Yanping instantly perked up: "Aunt, I'll wash the vegetables for you."

Song Tan looked at Zhang Yanping with a half-smile:

"Mom, my aunt said that if cousin doesn't work, he's not allowed to eat."

"Nonsense." Wu Lan glared at her: "Yanping has finally come for a visit, how could that be?"

Song Tan turned her head to look, and sure enough, she saw Zhang Yanping raise his eyebrows with a smug smile.

She wasn't angry, but changed her words:

"Well, Mom, you're tired too; for dinner, I'll just stir-fry some minced meat with Chinese milk vetch and chili bits."

"And stew the canned meat we prepared earlier for Cousin Yanping; otherwise, it wouldn't be appropriate for us not to make a meat dish when he came all this way to visit."

"But..." Wu Lan hesitated—if they don't put some of the things from their own fields in the stewed meat, no one likes to eat it!

For the sake of those Chinese milk vetch, the whole family is almost becoming like Buddhist monks.

But having worked all day, she was indeed tired, and finally handed over the authority of the kitchen.

Zhang Yanping looked left and right, always feeling something was not quite right, but he couldn't find any evidence, and his heart was in a state of anxiety.

Song Tan indeed went into the kitchen to cook.

Her cooking skills were quite average, but she could boil things until cooked.

At this moment, she pretended to be serious and, under Wu Lan's guidance, stewed the canned meat with radishes, then began to wash and chop the Chinese milk vetch, smashed a few cloves of garlic, cut a few sections of chili, and then heated the pot to render the lard.

After the whole kitchen became fragrant, she stir-fried the chili and garlic for a while, followed by the minced meat, and finally added the Chinese milk vetch.

Only needing to add some salt, that fresh and fragrant smell wafted over.

Zhang Yanping strolled to the kitchen door, smelled the meaty aroma of the stewing canned meat, and the rich, fresh fragrance of the Chinese milk vetch, and he instantly realized:

Good!

No wonder Aunt specially sent a few handfuls of Chinese milk vetch home? It turns out this vegetable is truly extraordinary!

His nose is so sharp; he knew which one tasted better just by smelling it.

So he diligently served the rice, and then said to Wu Lan with a moved expression: "Aunt, Uncle, you worked really hard today, come, eat more meat!"

However, he was fast, but Song Tan was faster; at this moment, she took the plate and scraped it directly onto the rice bowls of the family of four, and 99% of the Chinese milk vetch was divided up.

Only a shallow spoonful of vegetables remained on the plate, which was finally given to Zhang Yan.

She smiled kindly at her cousin: "Cousin Yanping, it's rare for you to visit, how could I let you eat wild vegetables? This is the canned meat my mom stir-fried herself; try it and see if it's especially fragrant today?"

White rice with a small mound of green vegetables on top looked especially miserable.

Zhang Yanping looked up at her, and the siblings' eyes had already clashed invisibly.

But the die was cast, and the meat smelled good too, so Zhang Yanping could only snort in his heart:

Little girl, I'm picky, but I'm not so greedy that I'd die for a plate of greens!

He shoveled a mouthful of rice and stuffed it into his mouth along with the Chinese milk vetch—

A moment later.

Zhang Yanping looked at everyone eating with relish at the table, then looked at the big chunks of meat in his own bowl, and at this moment, he shed tears of bitterness:

Damn it, why are the greens so delicious?!

……

The meal was finally finished amidst Zhang Yanping's inability to swallow.

He took the initiative to clear the dishes, originally wanting to show off in front of his aunt, hoping she would be assertive and take over the kitchen authority tomorrow.

However, Song Tan sent the video she had just filmed to her aunt, while saying worriedly: "Aunt, Cousin Yanping is so picky."

Attached photo: The family of four is eating greens, only his bowl has radishes and meat, but his expression is still very dissatisfied.

Her aunt was indeed furious.

Could she not know how her son eats?

Picky is picky, but basically he eats everything with relish; her sister's cooking is much better than her own, yet this kid makes such a strange face at his aunt's house!

It's clearly a complaint that they sent him to the countryside!

The couple whispered together for a while and felt that Zhang Yanping's performance was exactly because going to the countryside was a useful punishment for him!

So they became even more motivated and called Wu Lan directly:

"Lan, I sent Yanping to the countryside to train him, you must not be reluctant to use him! Digging tea mountains, turning fields, let him do it all; he's a young man, could he be tired to death?"

The sisters exchanged pleasantries, and Zhang Yanping looked at his aunt's thoughtful face and felt that his future life was not looking good.

But working is really out of the question; these hands of his are the hands of a Supreme Star, absolutely impossible to hold a hoe!

So he leaned over to Song Tan:

"Tan Tan, what do you think about the Chinese rose hips I mentioned today?"

Song Tan had already checked the various states and growth environments of Chinese rose hips in detail, as well as their thorns, and was calculating accounts at the moment, so she nodded upon hearing this.

"It's quite good, Cousin Yanping; it was precisely for your mention of Chinese rose hips that I gave you a portion of vegetables tonight."

Zhang Yanping:...

Good grief, it would have been better not to give it at all!

After eating one bite, it was gone, and what followed was simply tasteless!

He sat closer again, just about to speak, when he accidentally caught Song Tan transferring money to someone noted as "Courier Brother Hua."

This transfer wasn't much, only over sixty yuan.

But looking at the account book, there were two other courier fees totaling fifteen hundred!

He was startled: "What did you buy? The courier fee is so expensive, why not use logistics?"

Song Tan also sighed: "It's for the Chinese milk vetch you ate. Many people in Ningcheng want it, and it doesn't keep well, so we just use cold-chain transport."

When she first sent the courier, she transferred five hundred to the courier brother.

But after sending it a few times and it being overweight, that money was almost used up.

This time, she transferred another thousand in advance for the courier, but didn't expect it to be not enough, and had to make up for more than sixty yuan.

Actually, there were only fifty-some orders, and the courier brother gave a 30% discount and the lowest price for packaging, so logically it shouldn't have cost that much.

However, fresh produce has a base weight of 24, and ice packs are counted separately. Many people in those orders bought ten, eight, or five jin, all overweight.

Doesn't that mean she has to make up the money?

Fortunately, Song Tan had made it clear in advance, and the money everyone transferred included the postage.

The accounts she was calculating now were to refund the excess money to everyone based on their postage.

Zhang Yanping was shocked—for these vegetables, sent by cold-chain, is it the vegetables they're eating or the courier fee?

But on second thought: good things are indeed like this; no matter how expensive the shipping is, there are people willing to pay. Just like buying fruit at home.

He remembered the point he had come over for, and now, shaking off the Chinese milk vetch and courier fees, he asked with a smile:

"Then... since you think Chinese rose hips are qualified, have you found a nursery that grows them?"

－－－－－－Author's Note－－－－－－

Cousin Yanping has good channels! Every bowl of rice isn't eaten for nothing.

Thank you all for your subscriptions, tips, votes, and comments for support; there's a high probability of ten thousand words tomorrow!

However, because I'm returning to my hometown, the update time might have a larger span.

The fifteenth of the seventh month, the Ghost Festival; don't pick up money casually today or tomorrow, and don't linger outside late at night!

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