CHAPTER 101: CHAPTER 101: I WILL DO MY BEST

"Then take it to eat on the road, make sure you don’t go hungry."

By the time Mrs. Lin got up for breakfast, Lin Yun had already left.

He left with the steamed bun Lin Xiang gave him.

"Where’s your brother? He’s gone again? I don’t know what he’s wandering around for all day!"

"Mom, my brother is an adult now. Having his own things to do is normal. Oh, by the way, my brother said he’s going on a trip, might take three to five days to return, and asked me to let you know."

Mrs. Lin broke half a steamed bun and stuffed it into her mouth, looking at Lin Xiang from the corner of her eye, "Why didn’t he tell me himself?"

Lin Xiang pouted.

It’s likely the psychological shadow Mrs. Lin cast on the male protagonist will never fade in this lifetime, yet she still has the nerve to ask why?

Lin Xiang didn’t continue the topic, after eating a steamed bun, she carried the industrial tickets to the team headquarters.

"You mean, this industrial product is being given to our team for free?"

Lin Xiang nodded, "This was a reward from the cotton spinning factory, but we don’t have any large items to purchase at home, so we don’t need the industrial ticket. I thought I’d bring it here, see if our team needs anything that it could be used for."

"Just in time, that old bicycle is falling apart and can’t be fixed. This industrial ticket solves a big problem for us. Girl, thank you."

Lin Xiang smiled broadly, "It’s the least I could do."

"By the way, girl, there was a phone call for you yesterday, also from the town, from a female voice. I wrote down the phone number for you, find some time to call back."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle."

Lin Xiang took the paper with the copied number and called back.

"Lin Xiang?"

"Aunt Yu, it’s me," said Lin Xiang, "I’m sorry, Aunt Yu, I’ve been too busy lately and forgot about agreeing to go to the school."

Upon hearing Yu Xiuli’s voice, Lin Xiang remembered the prior agreement to go to the school and teach the Heimlich maneuver.

She was really too busy and forgot all about it.

Yu Xiuli breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought you ran into some trouble. As long as you’re okay. There’s no rush here at the school, just let me know when you’re free to come over. Lin Xiang, if there’s anything you can’t handle, remember to tell me, I’ll think of a way to help you."

"Thank you, Aunt Yu."

After finishing the phone call, Lin Xiang went to the town.

Director Zhao from the food factory was quite efficient; within a day, he pushed the paper factory to create the new design wrapping paper and gift boxes.

This batch of candies used the new packaging, and they looked quite different.

Lin Xiang took a bag of loose candies and two gift boxes to the guesthouse.

"I didn’t expect the actual product to look even better than the designs."

Lin Xiang’s mouth twitched.

Can she take this as John making a personal attack on her?

She’s not a painter; although she can draw, her artistic skill is still a touch lacking.

Wilson was immensely fond of the gift boxes, looking at them over and over, unable to part with them.

He even opened the gift box, exploring its multifunctionality; taking out the candies, he used the box as a storage container on the table.

"Lin, I want to sign a contract, I want to purchase the candy with these packaging boxes in bulk!"

Before coming, Lin Xiang had already discussed with Director Zhao, so she said, "Mr. Wilson, the food factory produces this new candy with the current packaging, as for the gift boxes, a separate contract needs to be signed with the paper factory. However many you need, the paper factory will make for you."

"Although the process is a bit troublesome, we can fundamentally reduce costs and lighten your burden."

Wilson initially thought signing two contracts was too troublesome, but Lin Xiang’s next explanation brought a warm feeling to his heart.

It’s not about that little bit of cost, it’s about how Hua Country people do things, making one feel at ease!

Thus, Wilson directly ordered ten thousand pounds of candy, and six thousand gift boxes.

John, not to be outdone, also ordered the same amount of candy and packaging boxes.

As for the price, Lin Xiang only found out when signing the contract at the food factory.

The original plan was to set the candy price at ten yuan and up, since it’s an export product, but Director Zhao’s quote was six yuan per pound, which delighted John and Wilson, so they each ordered an additional five thousand pounds of candy and four thousand gift boxes on top of the original.

Given the production capability, the delivery date was set for one and a half months later, leaving less than a month for the food factory and paper factory to produce, excluding overseas shipping time.

However, these were not issues for Lin Xiang to worry about.

And John also decided to set off for the United States tomorrow.

"I still have the design drafts with me, I need to rush back to produce the new season’s clothing, every day delayed is a potential loss of income."

"Honestly speaking, the tomatoes with scrambled eggs and spicy noodles from Hua Country linger in my mind, if I could eat Hua food in my country, that would be great. Lin, I look forward to you soon making a sample of the spicy noodles, I’ll definitely sign a contract with you."

"I’ll do my best."

John left a phone number for Lin Xiang.

"This is my personal number, you can call me anytime."

Lin Xiang also gave John her number.

It was the number for Li Hua Team, whether she could be reached depended on luck.

Wilson wasn’t as passionate about the spicy noodles as John, so he didn’t partake in their conversation.

However, Wilson also decided to leave Mianyang Town tomorrow, heading for Beijing.

Thus, in the afternoon, Lin Xiang made several signature dishes in the state-run restaurant kitchen to entertain Wilson and John.

John was extremely pleased with the food, "I wish I could eat Hua food every day."

Western cuisine looks exquisite, and although it doesn’t taste bad, the flavors are pretty much the same, and it gets monotonous after a while.

Even Wilson ate silently without any complaints this time.

"I used to think Western food was the most delicious in the world, I now realize I was wrong," said Wilson with emotion, "With so much delicious food in Hua Country, why didn’t you let me try it when I first came, and made me eat Western food in Hua Country?"

This was somewhat unreasonable.

Lin Xiang patiently explained, "Back then, we just wanted you, Mr. Wilson, to feel at home, so we prepared Western food. But now it’s not too late, after you get to Beijing, you can still try the local specialties."

"Although our Hua cuisine mainly divides into eight great cuisines, each city has its local specialties, and even the best chef might not be able to recreate the authentic local flavor."

Wilson bitterly ate a dumpling, "Lin, would you come to Beijing with me?"

To Beijing?

Lin Xiang definitely will go, but not now.

And not with Wilson.