Chapter 1758: Chapter 1615: She Min’s Neighbor
The aroma of the buns was exceptionally domineering.
The threadlike flour fragrance spread out, full of the robustness and softness of steam, perated by the scent of the at sauce inside, slowly lingering from the kitchen to the whole house.
She Min had brought the buns back, but it was her first ti slling this aroma, and now even without drinking water, her stomach started to contract and rumble.
So hungry!
"How much longer to steam them..."
Mrs. She couldn’t bring herself to say anything like "Eat sothing else to stave it off," and muttered while staring at the pot, "Still need about 15 minutes..."
Oh co on! Mr. She beca anxious: "It’s a steaming pot on an induction cooker, no way it takes so long!"
Thinking about the price of the buns, Mrs. She swallowed: "These sell for 68, our family can’t bear to buy them, but do people really buy them..."
They absolutely do!
She Min had already opened the online store to show her mom: "Look, all these things here are for giving back to fans, sold at wholesale prices! Even at that, so many people can’t get one no matter how they try..."
Mrs. She took the phone and scrolled down, and amidst a bunch of [Out of Stock] links, a page with available stock suddenly popped up, so limited edition Silver Ear Mushroom, the description wrote—
[A Silver Ear Mushroom borne of the Spiritual Energy of wild grass and trees in the misty woods. When it blooms, plucking it is like taking down a mountain moon craved for thousands of years...]
Mrs. She: ...
She comnted, "This description isn’t good at all; it doesn’t say how fragrant or delicious this Silver Ear Mushroom is. The price is so high, the writing is so vague, it’s incomprehensible..."
She Min: ...
The confidence from work was always defeated by her parents.
She weakly, even forgot about the buns in the pot: "Don’t you find it extrely romantic, imaginative, high-end, and literary?"
Mrs. She didn’t feel that way: "But they’re selling a Silver Ear Mushroom here, not so elixir of immortality? Even selling a White Peony would be a better fit than this Silver Ear Mushroom."
In the end, middle-aged and elderly people don’t like it.
She Min grumbled: "Anyway, our boss likes it."
According to the boss, the earlier descriptions were too down-to-earth and plain. Though people liked it, it seed too accessible, as if everyone could co to bargain over it.
Since using the photos and copywriting she took, many who couldn’t understand it just left, which made things easier.
And so, when bargaining, didn’t have much confidence, always feeling it really was so inexplicably high-end product.
For the Lao Song’s family, which currently doesn’t lack custors, after this change, it directly reduced many troubles for custor service, very handy!
Moreover, it really heightens the ambiance!
It focuses on a sort of haze and mystery, only old custors can grasp it imdiately.
Then she realized: "Oh, it’s in stock!!!"
However, after her fingers did so tapping, the page visibly dimd.
She Min: ... Missed out on a billion!
But after this ordeal, her resistance to the buns increased, thus she began to arrange the nu:
"For lunch, we’ll have braised pork, I’ve decided not to add potatoes, or else it won’t taste right..."
"In the evening, shall we share two rice dumplings as a family? Can’t eat more, slow and steady."
"Mom, are you still going to Grandma’s? Bring along a waterlon... Ah, it’s such a pity! Why don’t we eat one tonight!"
Just as she was arranging, her heart ached more: "Only two in total, if we eat tonight, what about the next ti..."
Mother originally wanted to say sothing, but after slling the bun aroma in the air, and looking at the two small waterlons carefully placed on the soft cushion, she also felt a bit expectant now.
The family was anxious enough to count seconds waiting to open the pot when there was suddenly a knock on the door.
Who could this be? Coming so early in the morning?!
Only She Min was cheerful: "Could it be my express delivery?! Logically, it would arrive the next day!"
She opened the door, and saw the neighbor Aunt Wu.
Along with a dium-built man who looked about thirty years old.
Is this... Aunt Wu’s son?
Facing outsiders, she instantly chickened out, taking two steps back and ekly said: "Mom..."
Every ti Mrs. She saw her looking so unpromising, she got angry.
Seeing the people outside the door, she was even angrier! What’s the point of knocking so early at seven in the morning; even splitting five buns?
And seeing the man behind the other party, her alarm bells rang—aunt wouldn’t go as far as to bring her nephew over, would she?
Wasn’t that just a polite remark?
Sister Wu was not at all reserved, she directly entered with a smile: "Minmin’s mom, this is my nephew, I’m not bragging, this kid is handso, honest, maybe not extraordinarily talented, but he’s very decent!"
"Just perfect for Minmin!"
She Min was instantly flustered.
She more cowardly hid behind her mother, the sharp tongue from monts ago was nowhere to be seen. Looking again at the equally smiling man...
Good heavens!
She didn’t deserve this! Why should she face this?
But Mrs. She wasn’t soone to be so courteous, and now sarcastically said: "Oh my, Sister Wu’s relatives are here, wanted to consult sothing? I was wondering who was knocking so early in the morning? Luckily, our kid had already freshened up, otherwise how inappropriate it would be..."
"I thought it was the express delivery."
In fact, she wanted to say, it was crazy!
Knocking without a sound in the hot weather, what if the girl was wearing a small nightgown at ho, just by doing so made it clear there was no pass!
Sister Wu said with a sigh: "Minmin’s mom, the child is shy, so as parents we need to push a bit - didn’t I ntion it a few days ago?"
"I thought the girl might be bashful, so rather than saying it directly, it might be better to bring him over, let you parents take a look."
She Min put on a look of tornt.
Mrs. She also felt the new neighbor was particularly unreliable.
Sister Wu then sniffed: "Oh, what kind of buns are steaming at ho? Slls so good!"
Mrs. She glanced at her daughter, nonchalant: "The child got a holiday bonus of several thousand, specially bought so buns for us to taste—young people, they are generous, these buns are 68 each."
Sister Wu initially didn’t believe it, but the sll was convincing, and she started pondering over it in her mind:
Buns for 68 each, daring to buy, Minmin would either be spendthrift and not frugal, or...
The She family still had quite a bit of background room?
She imdiately laughed: "Oh dear! Youngsters are like this, my nephew too is filial, he brought
so bird’s nest red dates for the Dragon Boat Festival, spent quite a bit of money..."
"Minmin, don’t be shy, have a chat with him. What if there’s fate?"
She Min originally wanted to withdraw like a turtle, but having trained in the mountains for a long ti, though timid, her standards were high.
Now she glanced again at the man, softly said:
"There’s no fate, Aunt Wu."
"The security guards in our company all have six-pack abs, very healthy and sturdy, even the most junior employees are from top universities."
For instance, the resigned vegetable picker Indifferent Sister was soone who builds rockets.
"Your nephew’s age is too old and has a big belly, not suitable for ."
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