Song Tan's Notes

The aroma of the buns is particularly overbearing.

The aroma of flour diffused, carrying the vigor and softness of steam, and was then permeated by the aroma of the marinated meat, slowly lingering from the kitchen to the entire house.

Although She Min brought the buns back, this was the first time she smelled this smell. Her stomach began to contract and move before she even drank the water.

very hungry!
"How long does it take to steam?"

She's mother couldn't say anything like "eat something else to fill your stomach". She stared at the pot and muttered, "It will take another 15 minutes..."

Oh no! She's father became anxious: "How can the steamer on the induction cooker take so long?"

Thinking about the price of the buns, She's mother swallowed her saliva and said, "It costs 68 yuan. We can't bear to part with it, but I don't think anyone will buy it..."

That’s necessary!
She Min has already opened the online store to show her mother: "Look, the things here are all rewards for fans, and they are sold at wholesale prices! Even so, many people are waiting to grab them but still can't get them..."

She Majie swiped down her phone and among a bunch of [off-shelf] links, a detail page of a product suddenly popped up. It was a limited edition of broken white fungus, and the text read:

[In the moist forest, a silver ear grows out of the spiritual energy of the wild plants. When it blooms, picking it is like plucking a mountain moon that has been longed for for thousands of years...]

She Ma: ...

She commented: "This introduction is not well written at all. It doesn't even mention how fragrant and delicious this Tremella is. The price is so high, and the description is so confusing that I can't understand it..."

She Min: ...

My confidence at work often loses to that of my parents.

She said weakly, even forgetting about the buns in the pot: "Don't you think it's very romantic, very imaginative, high-end, and literary?"

She Ma didn't think so: "But what we're selling is Tremella fuciformis, isn't it? It's not some elixir of immortality. Even if we're selling White Peony, it's more suitable than Tremella fuciformis."

In short, middle-aged and elderly people don’t like it.

She Min hummed: "Anyway, our boss likes it."

In the boss's words, what I wrote before was too down-to-earth and simple. Although everyone liked it very much, it seemed that there was no threshold and anyone could come and bargain.

Ever since I started using the photos and text she took, I can just leave the things I don’t understand, which saves me a lot of trouble.

There are also some that make me not so confident when bargaining, as I always feel that this is some inexplicably high-end product.

For the Song family, which has no shortage of customers nowadays, changing to this directly reduces a lot of trouble for customer service. It’s so useful!

Moreover, it really enhances the atmosphere!
The main feature is vague and only old customers can get a feel for it at the first time.

Then she reacted: "Ah, there is stock!!!"

However, as he tapped his fingers, the page became visibly darker.

She Min: ...missed out on one hundred million!

But fortunately, after this experience, her resistance to steamed buns has improved, so she arranged the menu:
"We're having braised pork for lunch. I've decided not to add potatoes, otherwise the taste will be bad..."

"Let's share two more zongzi tonight. We can't eat too much, so we should eat little by little."

"Mom, are you still going to grandma's? Watermelon belt... Oh, I don't want to give it up! How about we eat one tonight!"

The more I made arrangements, the more distressed I became: "There are only two in total. After we eat them tonight, what should I do next..."

The mother wanted to say something, but when she smelled the aroma of the buns in the air and looked at the two little watermelons carefully placed on the cushion, she became a little excited.

The family was counting the seconds until they could lift the pot, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Who is this? Coming so early in the morning? ! Only She Min was cheerful: "Is it my delivery? It should have arrived the next day!"

She opened the door and it was Aunt Wu, her next-door neighbor.

There was also a man of medium build who looked to be around thirty years old.

Is this...Aunt Wu's son?
Facing outsiders, she instantly became timid, took two steps back and said, "Mom..."

Every time She's mother saw her useless look, she got angry.

When I looked at the person outside the door, I got even angrier! Why was he knocking on the door at seven in the morning? I only wanted to share five buns!

When she took another look at the man following behind her, her alarm bells immediately went off - this is not Sister Wu's son, could she be so outrageous as to bring her own nephew here?
Isn't that really just a polite remark?
Sister Wu, however, was not at all reserved. She walked in and said with a smile, "Minmin's mother, this is my nephew. I'm not exaggerating, but this child is handsome and honest. Even if we don't say he is a handsome man, it's reasonable to say so!"

"It's perfect for Minmin!"

She Min was instantly at a loss.

She shrank back behind her mother even more timidly, and her sharp tongue disappeared completely. She looked at the man who was also smiling...

God!

She didn't deserve death! Why did she do this?

Mother She was not such a polite person. She said sarcastically, "Oh, Sister Wu's relative is here. Do you want to consult me ​​about something? Who do I think you are knocking on my door so early in the morning? Fortunately, our child has washed up, otherwise it would be inappropriate..."

“I thought it was a courier.”

Actually she wanted to say crazy!
It's such a hot day, knocking on the door without saying anything. What if my daughter is at home wearing a nightgown or something? Just the way she behaves is not acceptable!

Sister Wu said, "Minmin's mom, I'm sorry, as a parent you have to push your child - didn't I tell you that a few days ago?"

"I thought that girls are shy and it's hard for them to speak directly, so I just brought them here and you, as parents, can check and take a look."

She Min put on a mask of pain.

She's mother also felt that the new neighbor was particularly unreliable.

Sister Wu even twitched her nose: "Oh! What kind of steamed buns are you steaming at home? They smell so good!"

Mother She glanced at her daughter and said nonchalantly, "My child received a few thousand yuan in holiday bonus, so she bought some buns for us to try. She is young and generous. These buns are 68 yuan each."

Sister Wu didn't believe it at first, but after smelling the fragrance, she began to believe it a little bit, and immediately muttered in her heart:
She even dared to buy a bun for 68 yuan. Either Minmin is a spendthrift and doesn't manage her household, or...

The She family is quite wealthy, right?

She laughed immediately: "Oh! Young children are all like this. My nephew is also filial. He bought me bird's nest and red dates during the Dragon Boat Festival. He spent a lot of money..."

"Minmin, don't be shy, just chat. What if you're destined to be together?"

She Min originally wanted to be a coward, but after training in the mountains for a long time, although she is timid, she has high vision.

At this moment, she glanced at the man again and said softly:
"It's not fate, Aunt Wu."

"The security guards in our company all have six-pack or eight-pack abs. They are very healthy and strong. Even the most junior employees are from 211 or 985 universities."

For example, Sister Tanran, the vegetable picker who has already resigned, was actually working on rockets.

"Your nephew is too old and has a big belly. He is not suitable for me." (End of this chapter)