Rebirth: I Have a Spiritual Spring

Chapter 351: Send something, and after eating it, I still want to eat it

Chapter 351: Sending something, I still want to eat it after eating it

"How can that be done! The money still has to be collected." The director took out his mobile phone and scanned Zhang Wanwan's business card, and said: "You can ask me on WeChat if you have any situation in the future, but I am usually busy and usually have to do it in the evening. Have time to read the information.”

"No problem, no problem. I'll go back and prepare at night. I can have the car deliver it to you early tomorrow morning. However, generally this kind of fresh food can't be delivered by express delivery. You can only follow the car. Do you think it can be sent to the hospital guard? ?" Zhang Wanwan asked.

There are many shuttle buses from the county to the city every day, as well as long-distance buses. These buses will stop for a short time outside some landmark buildings in the city. Many people send things from the county to the city and take them away with them. It depends on how much things are there. , charging five to ten yuan at a time.

The director nodded, "It's okay. Come as convenient as you want. Just have someone call me when you get there. By the way, I'll tell you how much it will cost."

Zhang Wanwan smiled and did not answer.

It was less than five o'clock when we left the city center hospital. It was definitely too late to catch the shuttle bus. Seeing that the time was not urgent, Zhang's mother had to take the bus there again, which made Zhang Wanwan really unable to do anything to her.

Mother and daughter worked hard until dark before returning to the old house. As soon as Zhang Wanwan entered the house, she heard that the chickens and ducks on the roof were about to make a fuss. She didn't even bother to put things in the room and immediately made food for the little ancestors.

Mother Zhang walked slowly around the kitchen. When she saw Zhang Wanwan coming in, she asked, "What should we eat for dinner?"

Zhang Wanwan put the basin in the corner, patted the dust on his hands, and thought: "How about some noodles? I bought a big bag of egg noodles before, and then my dad and the others came over to eat every day. Those noodles haven't been eaten yet." Move!"

No matter how long the food has a shelf life, it cannot be stored for too long.

Zhang's mother nodded and had no objection. She found a stool and sat down in the kitchen, watching Zhang Wanwan cooking noodles. Seeing that she took out some shrimps and lean meat and soaked some dried fungus, she said, "Just eat some." There’s no need to be so particular.”

Zhang Wanwan shook her head, "There is no soup base. It is impossible to eat without putting something in it. Just wait, I will go to the yard to pick a spring vegetable and come back."

Seeing how busy Zhang Wanwan was, Zhang's mother wanted to help, so she asked, "Why did you suddenly say you wanted to send something to the director this afternoon? It's not only troublesome to get those things from here, but also not very valuable. "

Zhang Wanwan did not explain too much, but said thoughtfully: "It's just a little thought. I am now selling the agricultural products from my home in the circle of friends. If anyone wants it, I will distribute it. If no one wants it, I will distribute it for fun and earn some pocket money."

After hearing this, Mother Zhang didn't say anything more. Today's technology is becoming more and more advanced, and she can't understand many things. Since she doesn't understand, she shouldn't tell others what to do.

"Then how are you going to put it in?" Mother Zhang looked around and found that there was no suitable container at home for her to send those things.

Zhang Wanwan returned to the kitchen with the cleaned spring vegetables. While handling the frozen shrimp and meat, she replied: "Go to the canteen in the evening and ask for some foam and cartons. If you want to wrap the eggs, wrap them in paper. Just remind the driver when you get on the bus. , a chicken and a Just seal the duck in a cardboard box, open a vent, and add some vegetables. That’s it. I’ll finish my mailing and go to town to see if there’s any store that specializes in packaging. If not, it’ll be fine. If so, I’ll buy some online and store them back.”

If Zhang Wanwan hadn't been worried about not being able to sell her items, she would have shopped online long ago, so she wouldn't have had to go to such trouble.

Zhang’s mother said thoughtfully, “Then I’ll help you pack your things.”

She can't do other things, but she can still do this little job. Zhang Wanwan did not refuse. After finally finishing the shrimps and meat, she quickly turned on the fire and cooked the noodles.

A bowl of ordinary egg noodles, with some shrimps, meat, mushrooms, eggs and spring vegetables, tastes particularly delicious.

Mother Zhang sighed again, "The food from my hometown is really good. Any bowl of noodles is more delicious than the beef your dad fried for lunch."

Zhang Wanwan was amused and laughed loudly, "Mom, you better not let my dad know this, lest he feel unhappy after hearing this. After all, the beef is not cheap, and he bought it specially for you, but if you say so, I I want to send them some things by the way, so that my dad can take time to go to the station and eat home-grown food and still have a lot of money left. "

Zhang's mother suddenly understood, patted her thigh and said, "It's true! Although it's a little troublesome, things in the city are not cheap now, and local eggs like these are frighteningly expensive. It's a good deal to send them some! I'll wait for you later. I can raise chickens and ducks for you now that I can go up the stairs!”

When it comes to this, Mrs. Zhang is full of energy. Now she no longer worries about her body. She has hope for life and her energy and spirit are different.

Zhang Wanwan did not refuse and allowed her mother to do whatever she wanted.

Early the next morning, she went to the village canteen and came back with a bunch of cardboard boxes and foam boxes.

When I walked in, I found that Mother Zhang had already started wrapping the eggs and duck eggs in paper. She used to just pack them into boxes.

Things like eggs and duck eggs are the most fearful of being bumped. Zhang Wanwan was extremely careful when packing them. She even found a single piece of foam box in the foam box she brought back and poked small holes, radish and pit, so that she could Avoid the eggs hitting each other when bumping.

Twenty twenty pieces per box, two boxes in total. There is also a carton containing a chicken and a duck, and the other two cartons contain some home-grown vegetables.

There were so many things that she couldn't get out by herself. Fortunately, someone in the village passed by that direction when going to work and helped her carry some things, and then she reluctantly went out.

Although there were a lot of things, there were few people on the morning shift to send them, so the driver only charged her ten yuan. Zhang Wanwan was afraid that the driver would get them mixed up, so she tied the things for the director together with transparent tape.

When she returned to the town, she asked around first and was disappointed to learn that there was no store for that kind of stuff. She decisively bought some meat in the market and returned to her old home. She opened a certain treasure on her mobile phone and ordered a batch of packaging. supplies.

The director here also received something sent to him by Zhang Wanwan. He was just curious at first and didn't have much expectations. Unexpectedly, after taking it back, the old mother at home made a meal with those things, and his picky eater son turned out to be so many. After eating a bowl, I yelled that my grandma would cook the same meal tomorrow.

My wife also said today’s food was delicious.

When the old lady heard this, she immediately called her son and asked him to buy some more.

The director was stunned for a moment. When he got home from get off work, he was caught and told by his old mother. Then he said helplessly: "Mom, this was sent to me by a family member of one of my patients. When I asked her how much it cost, she didn't tell her. , I’ve been given red envelopes and they don’t want them, so how can I have the nerve to say this to others?”

(End of chapter)

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