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Chapter 264 Can you give me a purchase link?

 The outer cardboard box still bears the name of Fuwang Farm and the iconic ink-colored lotus flower.

The third aunt signed for the express delivery, took it into the house, and couldn't wait to open the express delivery. She saw that there were small square boxes inside, one box on top of the other. She took them out and counted them, there were five boxes in total.<

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"The outer packaging of the mooncakes is quite pretty." Third Aunt said, opening one of the boxes, and there were four months of mooncakes lying neatly inside. "It's just that the mooncakes are a bit small."

Sun Xue looked up and said, "Mom, mooncakes are all this size now. In the past, you would get tired of the big mooncakes after eating just one. This size is just right for you and you won't get tired of it."

"Yeah, that makes sense. There are several flavors of this mooncake. However, Xueer, you just gave birth to a baby not long ago and you still need to breastfeed. This mooncake is high in sugar, so don't eat it." The third aunt said as if she was trying to protect her.

A thoughtful look.

Zhang Zhiming came out of the bathroom. He didn't have to go to the company this weekend. He heard what his mother said and said, "Mom, what can't Xueer eat?"

The third aunt put the mooncake box back on, "Mooncakes sent from your cousin's house."

"What can't you eat in mooncakes? The sugar content is a bit high. As long as you don't eat too much, don't keep making the same excuses." Zhang Zhiming walked over, took the child over, and asked his wife to rest for a while, but the child was there.

He was crying in his arms, coaxing him with "oh oh oh~", and then continued, "Before, you said that Xue'er couldn't even eat ducks. Eating it would cause the baby to grow a duck's mouth. The doctors said it could."

Eat. From now on, Xue'er can eat whatever she wants, and you don't have to worry about it. Xue'er knows a few things she must avoid."

"Hey, don't I care about Xue'er? She is weak after giving birth and it is not suitable to eat this nutritious food." The third aunt put the mooncake back into the express carton, closed it, and asked, "Hey, what happened to you a while ago?"

It’s not like there is a partner who wants to buy your cousin’s food. How about it? Have you bought it?”

"No, my cousin's farm was robbed. I said it would take a while before there would be food," Zhang Zhiming said.

Now many partners know that the owner of Fuwang Farm is related to him.

Some of the connections that he had to work hard to curry favor with now would even take the initiative to send him messages. Although they were asking him when the food would be available on the farm and if he had any guarantees, fortunately, the connections were there.

There are also some who ask him to buy groceries.

He also knew in his heart how much he weighed. Last time, he asked Qingzhi's video to save him face and invitation code. His wife gave him a scolding, and he learned a little more about it.

When asked to help him buy groceries, he could only politely refuse, saying that the groceries were too good to buy and he couldn’t even buy them.

Some people felt unhappy because they had lost face by him, so there was nothing he could do about it, hey.

However, sometimes I still feel annoyed, so I muttered a few words at home.

The third aunt brought the mooncakes and the express box over, "Now the Fuqiang family's name is Fuwang Farm. Look, the mooncakes have the name of the farm on them. It's the Mid-Autumn Festival soon. Why don't you put these boxes of mooncakes together?"

Send it out? You can also improve your relationship with them."

"Mom, just a few boxes of mooncakes, keep them for yourself." Zhang Zhiming frowned.

If you really want to give someone a gift, it would be inappropriate to give less than that. It would be like someone who has never eaten moon cakes before and would be curious about such a few cakes.

The child was still crying, and Sun Xue reached out and hugged the baby back.

The little girl nestled in her mother's arms, her crying stopped instantly, and she stuck out her tongue comfortably.

Zhang Zhiming took the mooncakes out of the carton, opened a box, picked a custard-yellow one, tore it open, and handed it to his wife's mouth, "Here, let's try the mooncakes from my cousin's house."

Then, he gave his mother a milky custard and said, "Mom, you can try it too."

The third aunt pushed her over and said, "You eat, Mom is not hungry. I eat moon cakes every year and I'm tired of them. I don't like them much."

While Zhang Zhiming was feeding his wife, his other hand was not easy to operate, so he casually tore open the mooncake package with his mouth and tasted it himself.

After taking the first bite, my eyes lit up immediately.

"Well, the taste of this mooncake... is really delicious! It's much more delicious than the century-old mooncake in Kyoto." Zhang Zhiming ate it with relish.

Sun Xue nodded in agreement, "Well, it's delicious. It tastes like mooncakes, but it feels different from those mooncakes outside."

After Zhang Zhiming finished eating one moon cake, he wanted to eat another one. He tore it open and fed it to his wife first. Sun Xue shook her head, "Just eat one. Otherwise, you won't be able to eat dinner and you have to breastfeed the child."

When his wife refused to eat, he stuffed it into his mouth.

It happened that while he was eating, his phone vibrated in his pocket, and someone came to ask him again.

"Mr. Zhang, when will your cousin's vegetables be new? Is there any internal channel?"

Zhang Zhiming replied, "Brother, there is really no way to use internal channels. Sometimes I can't get food. It will probably take a while before new products are introduced."

After replying to other people's messages, he looked at the mooncakes in the classic packaging of Fuwang Farm in front of him.

One thing is damn right. Nowadays, the words "Fu Wang Farm" are like a sign. Some rich people try their best to buy things from Fu Wang Farm.

He turned on his cell phone camera, took a few photos of moon cakes, and posted them on WeChat Moments.

Picture of mooncakes with the words "Handmade mooncakes sent by my cousin, they taste so delicious~"

It's just... quite respectable.

Soon, many people in his circle of friends liked it and made several comments.

"Mooncakes from Fu Wang Farm?"

"I'm envious~"

"Brother, let's talk about it. How about giving me two?"

"It looks no different from ordinary mooncakes."

"Ahh! Fuwang Farm! Is it the Fuwang Farm I thought?"

Usually, for Zhang Zhiming's company's products, there are only a few well-played partners commenting on them in the comment area, or they are deliberately flattering his likes.

The number of likes and comments today was overwhelming. Even B from Lida Group commented, "Where can I buy it? My mother really likes the stuff from their farm."

Not only did he comment, many people started to chat with him privately.

"Mr. Zhang, where do you get the mooncakes from Fuwang Farm? Can you give me a link to buy them?"

"Xiao Zhang, excuse me, my wife asked me to ask, where can I buy this mooncake?"

"Are mooncakes really delicious? I'm curious. Fuwang Farm actually has mooncakes. I've tried their vegetables, and they are really different from ordinary vegetables. They taste terrible. I had constipation for half a month and went to the doctor.

It turns out it’s good to eat their vegetables.”

Zhang Zhiming chose the most important people to reply to. As for some high school classmates with whom he had little contact, he would leave them for later.

"It seems that these mooncakes are not for sale. My cousin is the owner of Fuwang Farm. He makes mooncakes at home, so he gave me some as a gift."

"Well, brother, this mooncake is really delicious, I didn't lie to you!"

Sun Xue was sitting nearby and could see everything her husband sent. She was actually a little curious, "Husband, I never really understood why you called me cousin? According to relatives, you shouldn't call Yanmei cousin.

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"What does it matter? It's not popular to call me brother-in-law anymore. I forgot who it was. Anyway, I called you cousin Fuqiang, so I followed suit and called Yanmei sister."

Sun Xue continued to ask, "Then why do you call your other cousin's wife sister-in-law? Don't call her sister."

"I don't know. It's not popular to call me brother-in-law back home. You can still call me sister-in-law, but some people don't call me sister-in-law anymore. I was used to calling you sister-in-law at that time, so I just called you cousin randomly." Zhang Zhiming felt that it was okay anyway.

It's just a title, it doesn't matter much. For example, Yanmei's biological sister hired her son-in-law at home and regarded her son-in-law as her own son. She didn't know that she had to call her Uncle Zhou Hongwei.

"Honey, I'm busy replying to my bosses right now. Don't distract me yet, be good~"

Sun Xue frowned, "Okay."

And some people got the news from Zhang Zhiming that these are really mooncakes from Fuwang Farm and they are delicious.

Finally, someone in the vegetable seller group couldn't hold it back any longer and jumped out to post those pictures of mooncakes.

"@Qingzhi, boss boss, serve mooncakes!"

(End of chapter)


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