Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 350 - Chapter 350 350. Can pregnant women eat it _1

Chapter 350: 350. Can pregnant women eat it? _1 Chapter 350: 350. Can pregnant women eat it? _1 Honestly, the effort on these 10 watermelons was pretty half-hearted; Zhang Yanping couldn’t even pick out a good photo and just casually clicked on one of the most recent watermelon pictures, without even having the time to edit the details page.

But as soon as they were weighed, priced, and put on the shelf, the backend started dinging and donging incessantly.

A little later, he looked up and said, “Maybe we should put up a few more… they’re gone.”

The live streaming room was utterly shocked!

[Man, I was here hesitating over the shipping cost, and the next thing I know, the purchase limit is exceeded!]

[What, are you all so loaded now?]

[Can’t afford a twenty-one-pounder, boo hoo hoo]

[Bought one, intentionally picked a small one, boo hoo hoo!]

After a while, someone finally replied at a leisurely pace:

[It’s not about having money, it’s just that I’ve been remembering the live stream ever since last time]

[Same here, went to buy three watermelons at the fruit store and it just wasn’t the same]

[It’s all about the atmosphere, doesn’t feel right not to spend a bit of money here]

Song Tan was full of reluctance.

Although her face wasn’t captured on the live stream, her voice was recorded in full:

“I don’t want to sell watermelons, packing is such a hassle, and so is after-sales service. It’s so much more convenient selling locally, just need to drive them over in one go…”

As she was speaking, she looked down to see several lines of comments popping up–

[You sell a five-dollar bottle for nine]

[You sell a five-dollar bottle for nine]

[You sell a five-dollar bottle for nine]

Song Tan: …

She reluctantly said, “Put up 400 portions of green peaches first, 200 each of the sour and salty. And put up another 100 watermelons.”

The cost of the watermelons was secondary, the live stream room could handle that, but it was the express delivery fee that a lot of people were hung up on, Song Tan figured 100 watermelons were enough.

So when Brother Xiaozhang came into the yard with a bunch of packing boxes, he saw Song Tan asking, “Brother Xiaozhang, can we ship 300 watermelons today?”

Brother Xiaozhang: …

“Just kill me now!”

He was resigned to his fate: “Does my little van look like it can fit 300 watermelons?”

When he first set up Wind Speed Express in town, he never imagined a day would come when there’d be too much cargo for the van to carry.

Song Tan then asked, “What about 400 pounds of green peaches?”

What on earth?

Brother Xiaozhang: …

He began to tearfully issue orders, pack, and fill foam padding… What can I say, getting customers these days is not easy!

His heart was heavy, but then two bowls of green peaches were handed to him: “Come on, try these.”

Seventh Uncle looked at him, “Which one of these do you prefer? Take some with you when you leave.”

Brother Xiaozhang instantly forgot his sorrow; the tangy fragrance of the green peaches invaded his nostrils, making his mouth water on the spot.

But he still had some sense left:

“No, no, I don’t like sour things.”

Seventh Uncle looked genuinely regretful as he grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth. Even with mental preparation, his face contorted involuntarily at the taste.

Brother Xiaozhang couldn’t help but grimace along with him, and then, his saliva started to overflow uncontrollably.

He swallowed, looking again at the green peaches in front of him: “Well… since you all say so, I might as well try one…”

After all, nothing from Song Tan’s place had ever been a disappointment.

He didn’t know which was which flavor, so he just grabbed one at random.

Just as his teeth bit into the green peach and broke its skin, he felt the sour taste burst forth in his mouth, neutralizing the flavor of the salt. The sourness made his nose and eyes scrunch up together; he didn’t know whether to spit out the green peach or keep it in!

But once the sourness passed, it felt as though his whole being, from his nasal cavities to his brain, was refreshed and clearheaded, and there was even a thick, sweet fragrance lingering in his mouth…

He was pleasantly surprised.

So it means if you chew it a bit more, it’s actually quite tasty!

“Can pregnant women eat this?”

“Why couldn’t they?”

Seventh Uncle spoke freely, “It’s just salt and sugar inside. Nothing else. Of course, you can’t eat too much.”

“Of course!”

Brother Xiaozhang nodded joyously, feeling that this bulk customer was the best customer in the world. Wasn’t it just packaging? He could do it all day!

“How much for a jar? Give me two more, my wife will definitely love them.”

“Cheap,” Zhang Yanping chimed in from the side. “29 yuan a jar. If you don’t need the jars, I’ll just use a plastic bag to weigh out two pounds for you. Take them home to try first; it’s free.”

Handling so much merchandise wasn’t easy.

Boy, Brother Xiaozhang was actually touched!

This was the first time he’d encountered such generosity with clearly priced goods during his many times packing parcels!

Brother Xiaozhang tore the tape fiercely: “Alright! How many orders are there in total? I’ll start packing right now!”

“Not too many,” Song Tan said, smiling exceptionally amiably. “300 melons, 400 pounds of pickled green peaches. Then, if you’re free tomorrow, come by again, I expect another 500 pounds will be up for sale tomorrow.”

Today’s sales were limited not by demand, but purely by production capacity.

Brother Xiaozhang: …

The tape he held split with a roll from the dispenser and then dropped to the ground, rolling far away.

Thankfully, the packaging fee of five dimes per order comforted him in the end.

Of course, in the end, it was an all-out effort by the entire family. Brother Xiaozhang even went back to get more packaging supplies–nearly depleting their stock–before they finally got everything packed.

Then, taking advantage of the lingering daylight, he headed to the city to make the deliveries, able to send out another shipment at night.

By the time he rushed back that night, it was nine-thirty, and his wife was languidly watching TV at home. Brother Xiaozhang quickly asked, “Did you throw up today? Did you eat?”

His wife sighed, “I did throw up… no appetite, can’t eat.”

Brother Xiaozhang became anxious, “I forgot the stuff when I came back for the packaging boxes in the afternoon. Today, Song Tan gave me two pounds of pickled green peaches, one pound sweet and sour and one pound salty. Want to try them?”

“Gave them?”

His wife’s spirits lifted, “Seriously, they were free?”

“Really! If you don’t believe me, check their local app. It’s not expensive to begin with–20 yuan per pound without packaging. We can afford it!”

With that said, she was truly relieved!

His wife immediately opened the plastic bag, “There’s quite a lot in here.”

The fragrance of the tangy peaches wafted through the air, and she swallowed hard, suddenly finding herself with an appetite.

Brother Xiaozhang was busy washing up, and he casually said, “The stuff in the plastic bags won’t last long, you can keep them in the fridge for a couple of days. If you want them to last longer, then you’ll need their glass jars.”

But when he finished speaking and didn’t hear a reply, he asked, “Wife?”

After a while, still no response.

Something was wrong!

With a sense of dread, he rushed out of the bathroom, stark naked!

As their eyes met, his wife was holding a green peach, grimacing at him.

And as the cold air conditioning hit his bare skin, he felt a chill.

“What are you doing?” his wife glared at him, quickly touching her belly. “Why aren’t you wearing clothes? You’re messing up the prenatal teaching!”

Brother Xiaozhang didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, “I called you, but there was no response. I was worried something happened… And you aren’t finding that too sour?”

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