After waiting in a long line and finally buying the vegetables he wanted, the recipient Xiaofang returned to the supply and marketing cooperative humming a little tune. At this time, he had forgotten that he had said he would go home and relax first, and he stumbled into the supply and marketing cooperative with a big bag of vegetables in his arms.

Alas, we left in such a hurry that we forgot to bring the net bag to hold the vegetables. Now these two large bundles of vegetables are tied up with ropes made of straw provided by Lan Xin and the others.

It’s just that Xiaofang bought too many vegetables, and the straw bundle was not tight enough, so they looked like they were about to fall out, so he quickly took them back to the supply and marketing cooperative.

Director Zhu had been waiting for Xiaofang to come back with news, and had been waiting at the door of the supply and marketing cooperative. He saw Xiaofang coming back with two large bundles of vegetables from a distance, and called out to her.

Xiaofang didn't even have the chance to turn around and go home.

"Where did you go? Didn't I ask you to check the news? Why did you run for so long?" Director Zhu scolded as soon as he saw him. He was even more surprised when he saw the two large bundles of vegetables in his hands.

"Where did you buy this vegetable? You don't know where you are from?"

Thinking about the traitor in their own supply and marketing cooperative who was helping their mortal enemy, Director Zhu's curses came out like a crackling cremation.

Xiao Fang, who was originally feeling a little guilty, became angry when she heard this. She stuffed the vegetables in her hand into the hands of the salesperson who ran out from the supply and marketing cooperative to watch the fun, and started cursing while pinching her waist.

"I work in the supply and marketing cooperative, not sell myself to it. Besides, is the supply and marketing cooperative sending me food or drinks? It's like I'm breaking the law if I buy two vegetables for my family."

"Zhu Weiming, don't use chicken feathers as an excuse. Be careful the next time the leader comes to visit me, I will sue you for being a bureaucrat!"

Xiaofang's words left Director Zhu speechless. He pointed at him and kept saying "you, you, you", but he didn't know what to say. Xiaofang was not afraid of this paper tiger at all.

She has a stable job at the supply and marketing cooperative, not one of those privately-run small shops. Does Director Zhu dare to fire her?

The salesmen from other supply and marketing cooperatives were also disdainful of Director Zhu's abusive remarks. No one paid any attention to him and their eyes were fixed on Xiaofang's fresh vegetables.

"Where did you buy this vegetable? It's fresher than the ones in our supply and marketing cooperative. How much is it?"

"It's just a few blocks away, you should hurry and buy it. There's a whole truck full of it and a lot of people are rushing to buy it. If you're late, it will be sold out." After letting out some air, Xiaofang's face was filled with smiles again and she spoke enthusiastically to her colleagues.

Upon hearing this, several sales clerks looked at each other, and two of them immediately covered their stomachs.

This gave Director Zhu an opportunity. He shouted arrogantly, "You are absent from your post during working hours, especially you, Zhai Xiaofang."

Xiaofang was not afraid at all. She immediately rolled her eyes and retorted, "Why is Director Zhu so powerful? He has to manage people's poop and pee. Besides, didn't you let me go? You also approved me to hold hands."

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The few people in Nanjing didn't know that because of their vegetables, the employees of the supply and marketing cooperative started quarreling, and even more than half of the employees ran out quietly to queue up to buy vegetables.

There are too many people buying groceries today, and they really don’t care about these things.

We worked until it was getting dark, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street. A cold wind blew, and everyone shivered and prepared to go home.

"It's so cold today!"

"That's right. Without the vegetable greenhouse, where can we sell vegetables now?"

While others were cleaning up and chatting, Aunt Pang was sweeping up the vegetable leaves and dirt on the ground with a broom and dustpan.

Green leafy vegetables are very precious in winter and the price is also high. When Lan Xin and her colleagues harvest the vegetables, they first break off the old and yellow leaves so that the vegetable sellers will not reject them.

The yellow leaves were used to make fertilizer, and the leaves were picked up and sold at a lower price, so at the moment there was nothing on the ground except straw crumbs and black snow that had melted under foot.

A few people were chatting and laughing and were about to get on the bus to go back. At this time, a man came over hurriedly on his bicycle with his head down.

Lan Xin and the others wondered what had happened to this man, and why he was riding his bike in such a hurry, they tried to avoid blocking the road, knowing that this man was heading straight for them.

With a "click" sound of the brakes, a fat middle-aged man got off the bicycle panting.

He immediately began to ask, "What other dishes do you have?"

Oh, so you are here to buy groceries.

Several people suddenly realized.

Lan Xin smiled and replied: "Uncle, you are late. Our dishes were sold out at noon."

"No, I'm asking you, besides the food for lunch today, what other dishes do you have?" asked the fat man.

"Then we have a lot of dishes, including Chinese cabbage hearts..." Auntie Pang proudly told him a long list as if she was naming dishes.

Hearing this, the man showed a surprised smile on his face, "I want all these dishes!"

"If you want vegetables, tell us where you live and fill out a form first. We buy vegetables in groups. You pay on the same day and they will be picked fresh and delivered to you the next day." Aunt Pang said skillfully.

The fat man took a deep breath, came back to his senses, and asked calmly, "Who is the person in charge? I'll talk to him. I'm in charge of the kitchen of the county guesthouse. There's a big business."

When they heard that it was from the county guesthouse, Lan Xin, Guo Shaowu and other leaders looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

The county guesthouse is amazing. It is both private and public, and is specifically used to accommodate and eat leaders or civil servants on business trips.

"Uncle, we are the person in charge of group purchasing of vegetables for each family. Let's find a place to chat..." Lan Xin and Guo Yaozu came out and found a small private restaurant on the side of the road to sit down and chat with the fat uncle.

The remaining Fat Aunt and a few others sat in the back of a large truck and were taken back to Lanjia Village by Master Lan Ze and his apprentice.

In the truck, the oilcloth that originally covered the vegetables was put over the truck to block out the howling cold wind and falling snow outside. It became so warm and comfortable inside.

Along the way, they chatted curiously: "Why did this guesthouse ask us to do this? Are they going to buy food?"

"This shouldn't be the case. The guesthouse has special supply channels and they won't just buy from outsiders." Zhang Wenwei said. She had specifically learned about these things.

"Then what does he want to do with Lan Xin?"

The people in the car were full of speculations. Lan Xin and Guo Yaozu were also surprised by the words of the fat uncle in front of them.

"You mean you plan to purchase a batch of fresh vegetables every day?" Lan Xin asked with some surprise.

I also know that these guesthouses and state-owned hotels all have their own dedicated suppliers, and the connections involved are very complicated, so it is not possible to change buyers easily.

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