After returning from my cultivation journey, I built a farm through fortune telling.

Chapter 107

Because the address was the company's, Chen Miao assumed it was something his wife had bought, so he called his colleagues to ask them to sign for it, only to find out they were about to open it.

Coincidentally, Minghui had just received a message from Bailu, telling them that she had sent a package to the boss, and everyone would have a share of the food inside.

In Bailu's current mindset, everyone, whether boss or colleague, is a potential customer, without distinction of rank or status. So, everyone received two jin of vegetables. Moreover, sending a large package was cheaper than sending a single package, so she simply had the deliveryman pack them all together.

Moreover, she knew the address and didn't need to ask anyone, so she forgot about telling them. She only remembered it this morning when she was leaving for Yangcheng, and immediately told Minghui.

Chen Miao was surprised: "Sent by Lulu?"

He hung up the phone and scanned a shared electric scooter.

"Yup!"

Zhang, the oldest employee in the company, sighed, "That kid, why didn't she tell us before sending something? It's a wonder she remembered us old colleagues even after going home—Minghui said she sent vegetables, did Lulu mistype something? Sending vegetables? Vegetables don't even cost as much as the shipping fee!"

Chen Miao was also completely confused. The company was not far from his home; he could get there in three to five minutes by riding a shared electric bike.

Before we even went inside, we heard Old Zhang's loud voice: "Wow, these really are vegetables...the leaves look quite fresh!"

He chuckled, genuinely unsure of what to say next. He simply couldn't understand the point of delivering the food.

But as for the sentiment, this is Lulu's sentiment!
"There's another QR code here—hmm? A mini-program for selling vegetables." A quick-fingered colleague had already scanned the code and jumped into the mini-program. He didn't pay attention to anything else, except for the 30/500g.

"I am not wrong, right?!"

He handed his phone to Minghui and asked, "Have I been out of the market for too long? Is it really that ridiculously priceless now? Is our Xicheng district starting to have its own currency?"

The three questions in a row shocked his entire family.

Minghui glanced at it, and although she was a little surprised, she still said, "Lulu said that these are vegetables sold by her family. They are a newly cultivated variety, and they are especially delicious with a strong flavor. They were just picked and she gave some to everyone to try. She didn't say anything about asking everyone to buy them. I guess there are two purposes for this QR code: one is to ask everyone to help promote it, and the other is that if everyone has tried it and thinks it tastes good and wants to buy it again, they can place an order through the mini-program."

"Thirty yuan a pound—boss, I guess you're the only one who can afford this!" Old Zhang said to Chen Miao, who had just come in.

"Ugh, Sister Bailu is so heartless! Who quits their job and then comes back to rip off their former colleagues! You sent this stuff without saying a word, and even had to include a QR code... You're just making things difficult for me..."

Some people muttered under their breath, which actually expressed the thoughts of some others.

Bailu did act rashly, but Minghui wouldn't allow anyone to speak ill of her Bailu like that, and immediately retorted—

"Your mouth is so foul! Bailu is black-hearted? How is she black-hearted? She gave you two pounds of vegetables that cost 31 yuan a pound, which is 60 yuan for free, and you call her black-hearted?! There are 30 people in our company, which adds up to 1,800 yuan. Are you black-hearted enough to spend 1,800 yuan on us? I'm saying—you still haven't paid me back for the milk tea you bought last time, 16 yuan, transfer it to me right now!"

(End of this chapter)