Chapter Eighty-Six: Rotten Sweet Potato

Thinking like this, Aunt Yunxiang also put down the rope that tied the sack in her hand, and wanted to go to the room to get money for Chen Fengjiao.

Chen Fengjiao's heart was pounding, her eyes staring at Aunt Yunxiang's movements without blinking, and when she saw her moving inside, she was overjoyed for a while, and a smug look also appeared on her face.

But I didn't want to, at this time, there was another footstep outside the door of Chen's house, "Yunxiang, I'm here to bring you dried sweet potatoes, are you at home?" “

Liu Yunxiang's footsteps stopped like this, and she heard the voice of Grandma Yang from the family that made dried sweet potatoes, and hurriedly replied, "Alas, auntie, I'm at home, come in." “

Before the words fell, Grandma Yang came in with a basket of dried sweet potatoes, and when she saw Chen Fengjiao was also there, her smile closed slightly, "Hey, Fengjiao is also there!" “

smiled at Liu Yunxiang again, and pointed to the basket hanging between his arms, "Yunxiang, I'll send you freshly made dried sweet potatoes." How did the last batch of things sell! ”

It has been three days since the last time the dried sweet potatoes were delivered, and now the shipments are okay, in order to ensure freshness, the Chen family asked Grandma Yang not to do too much at one time, so Aunt Yang will also deliver the goods every few days.

coincides with the National Day and the Mid-Autumn Festival, the business of the online store has improved a lot, and Grandma Yang's dried sweet potatoes are almost sold.

Chen Yuhang put hairy crabs on the shelves of his online store at home, which are specially supplied to places around Haicheng, and the express delivery speed is also fast, it can arrive in one day, the sales are also very good, and the price is also high.

Therefore, the crabs caught by the people in the village recently will not be sent to the town to be sold, but will be sent directly to the Chen family.

Chen Yuhang can be regarded as a real meaning, making a lot of money.

Seeing that something had happened to the money that was about to arrive, Chen Fengjiao's expression also became nervous, and she greeted Grandma Yang uncomfortably, "Yes, auntie." I'm here to deliver some sweet potatoes. “

While taking the basket from Grandma Yang's hand, Liu Yunxiang replied, "Dried sweet potatoes are selling well these days, auntie, your craftsmanship is good." Online customers are complimenting you! It is said that the dried sweet potatoes of Grandma Yang's house are particularly delicious. “

Hearing that the dried sweet potatoes made by her own were welcomed by everyone, Grandma Yang was suddenly overjoyed, her mouth couldn't close with joy, and her chrysanthemum face was full of folds.

"That's good, that's good." looked at Chen Fengjiao who was waiting next to her, she opened her mouth and greeted, "Hey, Fengjiao also sent sweet potatoes, let me see how your sweet potatoes are this year." Don't you know, my sweet potatoes have thrown a lot of them this year, and it hurts my heart. “

Saying that, Grandma Yang was ready to untie the string of the sack with her hands and feet, and Chen Fengjiao struggled to stop it, but it was too late.

The sweet potatoes brought by Chen Fengjiao are not all good, the typhoon some time ago, not only the Yang family was affected, but many families in the south of Changshui Village were affected.

Chen Fengjiao's family is just her and her mother-in-law, both of whom are women, and they are not as good as men.

Originally, the damage to sweet potatoes was not as serious as that of the Yang family, but because their hands and feet were slow for a few days, many sweet potatoes were rotten in the ground.

She and her mother-in-law fed most of the rotten sweet potatoes to the livestock, and the rest were relatively good, and the mother-in-law was reluctant to throw them away.

Thinking that Liu Yunxiang wouldn't check it much, as long as the money arrived, who knew that it would be the sweet potatoes of that family!