A Fully-Leveled Bigshot Builds a Farm with Her Family After Transmigrating

  Chapter 119 Selling Jam

   "This is mulberry jam. It is made from the freshest mulberries picked on the mountain. It can be stored for a long time if stored properly. It is much fresher than eating mulberries alone."

  Next, Jiang Tanyue talked about the various ways to eat mulberry sauce.

  She is generous and generous, and she doesn't mind Mrs. Fang looking her up and down.

  The expression in those eyes is full of surprise—it doesn't look like a lady from any family, but her manners and conversation are very decent.

   It's not the feeling of a lady, but the temperament of a master who is doing business outside.

   Facing the invisible person, Mrs. Fang became more interested.

There are distinguished guests at home. She was originally interested in this mulberry sauce, and now she is also interested in the two sisters. Facing Jiang Tanyue's price, which is almost like a lion's mouth, she was not at all unhappy, and her first reaction was not even "she They are extorting money" but "it is estimated that there is some reason for others to do so".

   But the counter-offer still has to be counter-offered.

  It's not far from the back kitchen of the Bai family. Hearing how to eat this kind of sauce, Mrs. Fang was moved.

   Among other things, flushing jam with water is very simple, and it also tests its taste.

   I didn't ask Mrs. Fang to make an extra trip, and I had already prepared the tools for the guests to try before coming.

  The small wooden spoon dug out a spoonful of beautifully colored jam, washed out a bowl with the water he brought, and handed it to Mrs. Fang.

   "It's much better than simple sugar water, and it won't taste greasy." Mrs. Fang secretly approved.

  The two sisters brought about thirty bottles of jam.

   It looks like a lot, but the bamboo tubes and wooden jars are actually not big enough.

  Each one is small and exquisite.

  Originally, it was a technical limitation, but—it happened to meet the needs of wealthy people for food.

  Jiang Tanyue was determined not to back down.

She didn't just bite the price and didn't let go, but described in words how rare these jams are, the freshly picked mulberries in the mountains and forests are more fragrant and sweet, the medicinal value of mulberries, and how unique the vision of the lady Fang who saw these jams was. Original price sold.

  In Lu Jingzhi's eyes, the image of her elder sister has grown a bit taller.

   Clearly organized.

   There is Zhang and there is relaxation.

   You say she is selling miserably, she has another serious popular science mulberry to nourish the liver and kidney, promote body fluid and moisten the intestines, black hair and eyes.

   You say she is blowing rainbow farts, she is serious and looks like if you don’t buy it, you lose money and it’s not me.

  Lu Jingzhi thought to himself, sister is not doing business, but writing a thesis.

  Mrs. Fang wrapped up thirty bottles of jam.

  Jiang Tanyue generously omitted the "2" in "32" as a gift to Mrs. Fang.

   In terms of being a human being, my sister has always been very good.

   Sure enough, Mrs. Fang changed from being kind to smiling from ear to ear.

  Before leaving, as if making a promise to Jin Youqian, Jiang Tanyue touched her lips and promised that if she developed a new type of jam, she would continue to come to Baifu to find her.

Seeing the way the two sisters counted the money and threw it casually into the basket, Mrs. Fang felt more and more confused about the two of them, and was a little flustered—this appearance of only needing money to tide over the difficulties and not loving money did not seem to be the same. People who will continue to do business in the future!

Repeatedly: "What strawberry jam, pineapple jam, hawthorn jam, apple jam you just mentioned... If you make it, come to Bai's house to find me, just find someone here to let me know, I will come out when I am free, the price is good discuss."

  The Bai family is not short of money.

   But such novelties don't come around very often in town.

   "Wait for me, I'll call someone." Mrs. Fang was afraid that she would be too busy one day and miss the agreement with the sisters. "I'll call someone out. If you come to find someone in the future, you can find her."