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The next day...

It was Friday evening, the day before the Dragon Boat Festival.

In the new company's office building, in Li Ying's office, Huang Musong listened wearily as she gave a marketing lecture to the sales staff.

Several sales representatives were all signed under Li Ying's name.

Huang Musong is one of them.

Working as an agent is essentially the same as sales; it requires visiting projects and negotiating contracts.

to be frank!

Why would someone in sales need to attend a course?

Foundation laid by product quality...

Coupled with a silver tongue...

That's enough!

However, Li Ying is currently her boss. Giving her the opportunity to earn money and providing her with three months of free housing makes her a true benefactor.

One should never be ungrateful.

Huang Musong reluctantly listened to the lecture.

Finally, the class, which lasted for more than an hour, was about to end.

He planned to rush home to sleep after get off work!

Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival.

The ingredients for the zongzi have been prepared in advance.

Tonight, Duoluo will be in charge of making zongzi (sticky rice dumplings), while Huang Musong's task for himself is to go to bed early to recharge.

Tomorrow I'll take the zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) to sell at the Central Conservatory of Music in the city.

It requires a full day of work; you can't afford to be without energy!

The plan turned out to be quite good.

Small changes can be really annoying...

The lecture ended, and Huang Musong was just about to be the first to leave the office when Li Ying called him back by name.

"Huang Musong, you stay here for now."

"I have something I need to clarify in private."

While Li Ying was speaking, the other salespeople left one after another, and soon only three people remained in the room.

The other one who stayed was Ren Xin.

Huang Musong had a fairly deep impression of this little puppy.

Upon discovering that Ren Xin had not left,

Li Ying did not urge them.

Huang Musong guessed that what was about to happen was likely related to Ren Xin.

As expected...

Li Ying showed a photo from her WeChat account; the chat message's contact name was "[Salesperson - Ren Xin - Part-time]".

Showing the pictures to Huang Musong, Li Ying, as always, went straight to the point, saying, "The orange sheds you contracted have a lot of pests appearing in the fields. The company's breeding department gave me feedback, and I had Ren Xin take pictures. In a couple of days, we'll arrange for a team to dismantle the greenhouses and remove the pests to ensure a good yield."

"Could you explain why these orange trees...?"

"It can bear fruit before June?"

The oranges bear fruit in June, which means they can be harvested in July.

If unripe green tangerines are sold at a low price,

Then some of the orange trees in the field are ready for harvest.

This situation is so bizarre that it cannot be explained using conventional botanical theories.

Given that Huang Musong had specifically planned to distribute oranges during the summer...

Li Ying felt that this matter must be related to him!

When Li Ying asked,

Huang Musong was not surprised.

Because, from the very beginning, he had anticipated that Li Ying would eventually get involved.

The growth rate of oranges far exceeds conventional understanding...

It would be strange if Li Ying, who is an expert, didn't notice the problem or ignored it!

As for how to explain it now...

He had already thought it through.

I'm not going to explain!

"I grew up in the countryside. My parents farmed all their lives, and their family's techniques can speed up the growth of fruit trees."

"The traditional method will not affect the lifespan of the fruit trees. Apart from requiring more fertilizer, it does no harm at all."

"Since I've leased that orange grove, I just need to sell the oranges for the company. As for the rest... Sister Ying, is there any need to pry?"

He finished speaking in a half-joking tone.

Huang Musong nodded politely to Li Ying, then strode out of the office and went home.

Li Ying understood his personality.

I agree with what he said.

That's right!

As long as it makes money for the company and doesn't harm the fruit trees, there's no need to worry about other trivial matters.

Putting aside her curiosity, Li Ying gave Ren Xin a few instructions, implying that this delicate-skinned young man should learn more from Huang Musong.

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Back home...

Huang Musong went straight to the bedroom and lay down to sleep.

Hearing that someone had returned, Doraemon slowly got out of bed and let out a big, satisfied yawn.

"Awoo~ Good evening, human!"

I sleep all day long, from morning till night.

Doro felt that his limbs were a little stiff.

The little guy seems to be resting well.

Huang Musong affectionately patted its little head.

Then, he took off his clothes and lay down, trying to fall asleep as quickly as possible. Before going to sleep, he reminded Duoluo, "Wake me up at four o'clock tomorrow morning. We'll leave at four-thirty, take a thousand rice dumplings to the city, and sell them as soon as possible."

After midnight, on Saturday, it will be the Dragon Boat Festival.

The holiday is three days long.

The price of zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) will plummet after the Dragon Boat Festival, just like the price of mooncakes after the Mid-Autumn Festival!

Therefore, the thousand rice dumplings must be sold as soon as possible.

I got up at four o'clock to go into the city, just the right time!

Doro knew what the man's plan was.

Nodding, rubbing its eyes to wake itself up, it quickly and quietly slipped out of the bedroom.

"Hehe~"

I'm going to give it my all tonight!

While wrapping the zongzi, be careful not to disturb people's rest...

Thinking to himself,

Doraemon came running happily into the kitchen to get busy.

To make it easier for him to use his cooking skills, Huang Musong bought a height-adjustable stool in advance so that Doro wouldn't have to stand on the kitchen counter and squeeze in.

The little paws deftly picked up the reed leaf.

Doro started making zongzi with various fillings purely based on inspiration.

I heard rustling sounds coming from the kitchen.

Huang Musong felt the lingering warmth of the cool mat where Duoluo had just lain.

He fell asleep without realizing it.

It was past midnight...

Doro was a little tired after making zongzi for several hours.

Wrapping zongzi

The final step is to steam or boil it!

Although it doesn't involve much technology

However, 1000 zongzi were simply too many.

I really want to... take a break~

Doro's little paws were almost too heavy to lift, and its arms were terribly sore, but it still persevered. Fortunately, it was in a good mood, so it didn't feel tired at all; on the contrary, it was quite pleased with itself.

The person is going out to buy zongzi tomorrow.

I can't be lazy and hold everyone back!

Otherwise, if you're lazy, you won't make any money.

I silently encouraged myself.

Doro clenched his little paws into fists and pumped them with all his might, putting more than thirty rice dumplings into a steamer filled with water.

The steamer has two layers.

The lower half is used for boiling the rice dumplings; the upper half is used for steaming.

Steaming and boiling are carried out simultaneously.

Three pots can produce 200 finished products!

While wrapping the zongzi, I also cooked the ones I had wrapped beforehand. So far, I have more than 400 finished zongzi.

but……

There are less than 3 hours left until 4 a.m.

"What should we do with the remaining hundreds of raw rice dumplings?"

Realizing that time was running out,

Unable to think of a solution, Doraemon twisted and turned anxiously.

Just being anxious

I can't think of a good idea.

I was also worried that it would disturb people's rest.

Dorothy sighed: If Dorothy were here, the problem would be solved!

I don't know if it's a telepathic connection or if things just happen as long as you wish.

"Bang!"...

At the same time, the sound of a door closing echoed from the foyer.

Dorothy has returned from her trip!

As soon as I entered the house,

Dorothy deliberately slammed the door shut with all her might to make her presence known.

But before it even reached the living room...

Dorothy suddenly burst out of the kitchen and pounced on her.

Dorothy thought Doraemon was sleeping in someone's bedroom.

Unexpectedly, it was in the kitchen.

The sudden attack startled Dorothy!

Tsk tsk~

Why are you hiding in the kitchen so late at night instead of resting? Are you just trying to scare me?

Dorothy pushed Doro away from her body with a little force.

The kitchen door was not closed.

An even richer aroma filled the entire house.

Dorothy then realized that Dorothy had been staying up all night making rice dumplings.

It stays up all night, while people sleep.

The division of labor is quite clear!

Could it be that you plan to get up early tomorrow morning and take the zongzi out to sell?

He pushed up his glasses.

Clever Dorothy easily guessed the situation at home.

Then he looked at Doraemon's teary-eyed, pleading face.

Dorothy quickly stretched out her little paws and covered its mouth.

"You need my help, right?"

"Let me guess, you ran into trouble while cooking the zongzi."

"Go to sleep! I'll cook the rest of the zongzi for you. We'll get up at dawn and go out to sell zongzi with the others."

After speaking in a low voice,

Dorothy stuffed a small burlap sack into his hand.

The sack was filled with all sorts of small gifts...

None of them are particularly valuable.

When Dorothy travels, she collects whatever local specialties she sees in the other world, accumulating a whole bagful over time!

Received a special gift...

Doraemon's pleading expression turned to surprise.

Her big eyes sparkled with anticipation.

but!

Out of the corner of its eye, it happened to see the clock hanging in the living room.

The minute hand and the hour hand form a 180° horizontal angle.

It was already past 1 a.m.

Considering that he had to leave at 4:30 and time was tight, Doro temporarily suppressed his curiosity about the gift.

It thanked Dorothy.

Then he quietly slipped into the bedroom to rest.

Sufficient sleep means you won't feel mentally tired.

It had only been busy for a few hours, so its physical exertion was quite high.

Doro leaped onto the bed in one swift motion.

It nestled gently against Huang Musong's belly.

It found the most comfortable position to lie down and take a nap...

Dorothy could tell that Doraemon was indeed tired, so she stopped making a sound and didn't disturb him or anyone else.

Enter the kitchen...

Dorothy took over from Doraemon to steam the remaining rice dumplings.