Chapter 129: It's a Secret
"Miss Yan'er, don't be modest." Fu Duozhi sighed, "Each has its own merits, and other flours can't be compared to these at all." ”
"Not only does this flour look good, but it also tastes amazing." Xia Yan personally packed a bag and handed it to Fu Duozhi, "Uncle Fu, you can take these back and make some snacks to taste, I guarantee that you will be unforgettable." ”
"Then you're welcome." Fu Duozhi accepted the bag with a smile, handed it to the little guy behind him, and looked at Xia Yan with anticipation, "I can expect that what I made with this flour will taste great without eating it." Yan'er, I want to buy a batch of flour on behalf of Ruyizhai, I don't know what you think? ”
"Of course you can, it's just that ......" Xia Yan hesitated a little, "It's just that I only planted fifty acres of flour, and I still have to sell some in the store. ”
"It's easy to solve." Fu Duozhi smiled, his face full of confidence, "Do you remember those oranges?" ”
"Of course I remember, a few days ago, someone pulled a batch of oranges to the capital."
"Then do you know how much these oranges sell in the capital?" Fu Duozhi wanted to surprise Xia Yan, and looked at her mysteriously, "You must not have imagined." ”
"One hundred taels of silver."
"Well, well, you guessed not right at all, those oranges are a hundred ......" Fu Duozhi suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Xia Yan in surprise, "You...... You...... How do you know! ”
Fu Duozhi felt very strange, the capital was far away from here, and even he had just learned the news, so he originally wanted to find a free time to go to Xia Yan's house in person and tell her the good news, but he didn't expect that she already knew.
Seeing that the purpose of wanting to surprise her was not achieved, Fu Duozhi couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Xia Yan saw his loss, but he didn't think about comforting him, but directly continued the topic just now: "Uncle Fu, do you want to say that flour is sold in limited quantities like oranges?" ”
"That's right, that's right." Serious matter, Fu Duozhi put away his lost expression, and said, "Only in this way can the preciousness of these flours be reflected." ”
"Okay, Uncle Fu, how much do you need, I'll send it to you tomorrow."
"How can I let you deliver it yourself." Fu Duozhi smiled, "I'll pick it up myself tomorrow, and I'll send you a congratulatory gift by the way." ”
Xia Yan saluted Fu Duozhi, "Yan Er thanked him first." ”
After discussing the details with Fu Duozhi, Xia Yan took him to the 'Sweet Fruit' again.
"This ...... It's Apple! Fu Duozhi rubbed his eyes, looking incredulous, "Miss Yan'er, I'm not dazzled, is this a real apple?" ”
"Uncle Fu, you're not dazzled." Xia Yan smiled and picked up an apple and handed it to Fu Duozhi, "Whether it's true or not, you'll know after taking a bite." ”
Fu Duozhi took it excitedly and took a bite fiercely: "Sweet!" Crisp! ”
After a bite, Fu Duozhi no longer had any doubts, carefully held the apple, and sighed: "Yan'er, every time I see you, I can be surprised." First appetizing turnips and cabbage, then tempting oranges, then snow-white flour. These are varieties that have never been grown before, and it is a bit unbelievable to grow them in winter, but they are still within the acceptable range...... But this apple, and this ...... This West