Professor Song hung up the phone, and Zhang Yanping received further thanks from the other party, followed by a gift of thirty to fifty catties of spices...
Ah, this.
They really planted willows without intending to this morning!
And everyone sent thirty to fifty catties... There must be almost three to five thousand portions, all of a sudden, the cost is even lower, right?
Is there such good luck?
Thinking of this, his expression turned serious, and then he looked at Song Tan, who had come back from the mountain:
"Tantan, look, these are the spices they insisted on giving us. I've recorded them all. Once they're on the shelves, wouldn't that be at least three to five thousand portions?"
"With such a large quantity, it doesn't seem right for me, the customer service agent, to take a vacation. How about waiting until they're sold out before I leave?"
When do spice packs ever sell out?
