After reading Xu Yin’s message, Ding Tao was dumbfounded:
"Is this a small private workshop? Selling chicken fir oil without uniform packaging? This is too embarrassing! The small workshop will definitely be disgusted by Brother Fu's mysophobia, right? Then do you still need it? But I saw that this chicken fir oil is really delicious and goes well with rice..."
In the end, he canceled five orders and took one instead.
The chicken fir oil in the picture really aroused me, and I won’t give up until I buy it and take a sip!
As for the chicken fir oil that the boss wants, find him a big V store with a larger scale, more fans, and five customer service departments to place the order.
The quality of your food, clothing, and parents must be guaranteed.
Xu Yin took a photo after seeing the other party's cancellation. Thinking that she really liked chicken fir oil, she didn't refuse. After confirming the order, she sent him a bottle.
To express my apology, I also gave him a small bag of wild mountain tea to relieve heat and fatigue.
After delivering all the goods that were to be delivered that day to the express station in the town, Xu Yin no longer took care of the online store. She mixed some cement and planned to embed pebbles in the hot spring pool.
After discovering the hot spring, she was thinking about whether to receive tourists?
But when I think about it, after the opening, the mountain will be a mess and difficult to manage, and the small hot spring pool cannot accommodate so many people at one time.
After much thought, I finally decided to open a B&B called "Bamboo Forest Hot Spring" and only accept one order at a time.
This way it won’t look messy and you can earn an income at the same time.
This income will be used as construction and maintenance fees for the hot spring pool in the future.
So, Xu Yin decided to build a bamboo house with relatively complete functions on the original basis.
There are now two bamboo houses: one for the family to rest while working in the mountains, and one for tourists to stay.
The roofs of the two bamboo houses are covered with solar panels, so that solar appliances can be arranged in the bamboo houses.
The turquoise bamboo walls and the turquoise-silver roof covered with solar panels give people a very harmonious feeling.
The bamboo houses are separated by a thick clump of bamboo and a fence, and each has its own entrance and exit.
Each bamboo house has a hot spring pool with bamboo patterns paved on pebbles.
The drainage is also made from local bamboo. After opening the bamboo joints, it is spread covertly in the grass and leads into the bamboo house.
Living here, you wash with hot spring water and drink clear spring water. Living here for a long time will prolong your life, right? Xu Yin thought happily.
It is easy for people to forget things when they are busy.
Xu Yin dived into hot spring pools and bamboo houses, thinking about how to make them beautiful and practical.
Her selective obsessive-compulsive disorder has returned. She doesn’t want guests who stay at the B&B to feel dissatisfied and give a bad review. That would be even more uncomfortable than giving a D+ in “scenario simulation”.
After all, the scene simulation can be corrected to S through her own efforts, but how to correct the score given by the customer?
So we strive for excellence and perfection.
In addition, she also wants to use bamboo to build a tea-tasting platform with a bamboo curtain to protect the rain. Tables, chairs, tea trays, and tea sets are all made of bamboo.
Sipping tea under the warm sunshine in winter, and sipping tea under a curtain of rain in summer are both good experiences.
If Xu’s mother hadn’t gone up the mountain and shouted, “Yin Yin, your package has arrived at the entrance of the village, and the courier wants to see your ID card,” she would have forgotten that she had placed orders for equipment and accessories a few days ago.
Want to see your ID card? It's probably the dot matrix printer that's arrived.
“Mom, I’m coming right away!”
After going down the mountain, I went home to pick up my ID card, put it on the cart at home, and went to the village entrance to pick up the express delivery.
Feng Cuiqin was worried that she couldn't handle it alone, so she went with him.
After taking the express delivery home, Feng Cuiqin couldn't help but ask her daughter: "Yin Yin, why did you buy paint?"
"Mom, this is not an ordinary paint, it is an environmentally friendly paint that is waterproof, rust-proof and anti-corrosive. If you want to sell the bambooware made by your father and grandpa at a good price, you need a protective paint. The paint is not only shiny and beautiful, but also looks good after a long time. Won’t crack.”
Xu Yin pushed the trolley and said as she walked: "The bamboo houses on the mountain also need to be painted, otherwise they will easily become moldy over time."
Feng Cuiqin thought thoughtfully: "That's true. Is the bamboo door in the backyard always getting moldy because it's not painted?"
“Yes! It has been raining all the time during the rainy season, and it has not dried out for a long time. After that, the air is relatively humid, so it is easy to get moldy. I will make a new bamboo door later and just paint it.”
"There is no need for you to do the door, your dad can do it. He is in much better health now. The doctor said that proper movement will help the body. Just don't be too tired. How to apply paint? You teach me and I will do it. "
Xu Yin saw that her mother really wanted to learn, so she taught her how to paint when she got home.
After learning how to paint, Feng Cuiqin rounded the bamboo doors and bamboo utensils that needed to be painted at home.
Xu Yin found that although Xu’s mother had a fiery and strong temper, she was very careful and patient in doing things.
It took her three hours to paint a small fish basket.
Xu Yin gave her a thumbs up: "Mom, you can go out!"
“Hahahaha!” Feng Cuiqin laughed happily.
Her daughter's words were like a centering pin, making her feel completely relieved.
During the painting process, she was always worried about whether there would be flowers or rough edges, which would ruin the old man's hard work.
Therefore, during these three hours, she did not dare to move her buttocks, for fear that the paint would be damaged and the good fish basket would become defective.
“Leave all the painting work to me from now on!” Feng Cuiqin patted her chest with a bright and confident smile.
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After receiving the glass jars in which the chicken fir oil was packaged and the plastic film used to seal the lids, Xu Yin put the chicken fir oil on the shelves and made it again when she received the order.
Chicken cedar oil does not contain any additives and has a very short shelf life, so it is seasonal. This order can only be received from July to October.
In the future, if you want to eat gallinomycetes again, you will have to eat them in the sun.
Lu You saw that chicken fir oil was on the shelves in the store, and immediately informed his colleagues:
“Sisters! Chicken Fong Oil is on the shelves! Anyone of you wants to place an order quickly! It’s too late and I’m worried it’ll be out of stock again!”
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw her colleagues all put down their work, logged on to Taomaimai, and rushed to buy chicken fir oil. Even the leaders of their departments rushed to place an order.
It was actually the bottle of delicious chicken fir oil that Lu You brought that made them miss it.
At the same time, Ding Tao, who received the chicken fir oil, seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of the chicken fir oil through the sealing lid of the glass jar, and closed his eyes with satisfaction.
The chicken fir oil I bought for Brother Fu has also arrived.
The products produced by big stores are different, the packaging is very high-end.
He removed the wrapped anti-fall packaging, used disinfectant wipes to sterilize the glass jar, and deliberately placed it on the small coffee table in front of the lazy sofa where Brother Fu often sat.
After finishing these tasks, I picked up my own chicken fir oil and imagined their deliciousness.
Just as I was doing it, I heard someone shouting outside - "Taozi, Teacher Fu's costume has arrived, come and sign for it."
“Hey, here it comes!”
Ding Tao reluctantly put his beloved chicken fir oil back on the table, planning to make side dishes for lunch.
He just rushed to sign for the boss's costume.
Fu Hanjin finished filming the morning scene, rubbed his sore eyebrows, and returned to the rest room.
“Where is Xiao Ding?” He casually pulled up a chair and sat down, leaning lazily on the back of the chair and asking casually.
Lu Chao, who came in behind him, looked down at the time, looked out again, and said:
"It's probably because the clothes have arrived. You can't show up at tomorrow's party in this state. What's the matter? The quality of your sleep is still very poor? I think it's better to register as an expert. If you're so tired during the day, how can only two or three hours of sleep at night be enough... Yes, look at your look, did you not eat breakfast again? In the middle of filming, I saw you holding your stomach... Sigh, if I had known, I wouldn't have let you take on that movie. It's been a few days and you haven't come out yet..."