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

Chapter 112

Mingxian also knew Bailu. Back when Minghui fell into the river while riding a shared electric bike, it was Bailu who pulled her out.

Otherwise, this landlubber would have drowned in the waist-deep river.

Ming's father also said, "Oh, it's that little girl Bailu. Are her family vegetable farmers? How much are the vegetables? Anyway, we buy vegetables every day, so we might as well buy from her. Is she selling vegetables in Xicheng? It's quite a long drive of over an hour. I'll promote it for them in our community."

“These vegetables were sent to me by Lulu. She’s selling vegetables in Yangcheng now.”

Ming's father laughed and said, "Oh my, Xiao Lu is such a thoughtful child."

Minghui said, "If you and Mom like to eat it, I'll ask her to send me more. It's only thirty yuan a pound, how could it be so expensive for me!"

She looked at Mingxian as she spoke.

Mingxian and Chen Miao: "..."

Ming's father and mother were startled and quickly ate another bite of food...

Tsk, yeah, it's only thirty yuan. If you eat a pound of vegetables a day, it won't even cost you a thousand yuan a month. How could it be so expensive for them?
Bailu saved Minghui's life. The dishes are a bit expensive, but they're delicious!

Ming's mother was overthinking things. She felt that Bailu's family must have encountered some difficulties, which was why they were selling vegetables to them at such a high price. However, because of the favor they had done for Bailu, her family would definitely not refuse.

Bai Lu, far away in Yangcheng, sneezed. She was a simple-minded person who did things without planning or being meticulous. She often acted on a whim. She thought it was feasible to spread the word through acquaintances, so she did it. Little did she expect that she would leave a bad impression of taking advantage of Minghui's kindness.

“Then let’s order five catties of vegetables a day, delivered every other day, ten catties each time. That way the vegetables will be fresh, and it’s also a way to support Xiaolu’s family. They’re having a tough time.”

Ming's mother and father exchanged a glance and said.

"Difficult? What's difficult about it? Her family grows vegetables on twenty acres of land." Minghui didn't quite understand what her parents were saying. She counted on her fingers: "Twenty acres of land, even if each acre yields a thousand catties, at thirty yuan per catty, she can earn six hundred thousand yuan in the next two or three months! Besides, some vegetables yield more than a thousand catties per acre!"

Ming's mother: "Does she sell it to others for thirty yuan a pound as well?"

"mom!"

Minghui exclaimed, saying that something felt off: "How could you think of Bailu like that! She's not like that! If you keep thinking like that about her, I'm going to get angry!"

Ming's mother was a little embarrassed; after all that fuss, it turned out that she herself was the clown.

Ming's father knew a bit about the yield of leafy greens. If they were well cared for, one mu (unit of land area) could yield two or three thousand jin (unit of weight), and three or four thousand jin was no problem at all. If it were melons, the yield would be even higher!
If they were all sold at this price, they would make more money than Chen Miao's company!

Chen Miao also silently did some calculations and then fell silent.

Next time we meet, I'll have to call Bai Lu "General Manager Bai"!

With mixed feelings, he picked up another piece of bok choy with his chopsticks, and the fresh and tender taste immediately soothed him.

She really deserves to earn that money!

During this meal, even the big fish and meat dishes became mere accompaniments; the broth from the small bok choy was used by Ming's father to soak rice.

I haven't been this "frugal" in years, really.

Minghui was the happiest of all. She felt that working for Bailu was a very feasible option, and if things went well, Bailu might even start its own company soon.

(End of this chapter)