After reading Xu Yin's message, Ding Tao was dumbfounded:

"Could this be a small private workshop? There is no uniform packaging for selling chicken fir oil? This is too crotch! The small workshop will definitely be disgusted by Brother Fu's cleanliness, right? Then do you want it? But I see that this chicken fir oil is really delicious and looks good with rice..."

  In the end, he canceled five orders and took one instead.

   I was really aroused by the chicken fir oil on the picture, so I won’t give up if I don’t buy it and taste it!

  As for the chicken fir oil that the boss wants, let him find a big V shop with a larger scale, more fans, and five customer service alone to place an order for him.

  One's own food and clothing parents, the quality must be guaranteed.

  Seeing that the other party canceled it, Xu Yin took one, thinking that she really liked chicken fir oil, so she didn't refuse again. After confirming the order, she sent him a bottle.

   To express his apology, he also specially gave him a small packet of wild camellia tea to cool off the heat and relieve tiredness.

  Send all the goods to be delivered that day to the courier station in the town, and Xu Yin no longer manages the online store. She mixed some cement and planned to embed pebbles in the hot spring pool that was built.

  After discovering the hot spring, she was thinking whether to receive tourists?

  But when I think about it, after the opening, the mess on the mountain is difficult to manage, and the small warm soup pool can't receive so many people at a time.

  After much deliberation, I finally decided to open a homestay called "Bamboo Forest Warm Soup" and only take one order at a time.

   This will not look messy, but also can have an income.

   This income will be used as the construction and maintenance fee of the hot spring pool in the future.

  Therefore, Xu Yin decided to build a bamboo house with relatively complete functions on the original basis.

   In this way, there are two bamboo houses: one for the family to rest when working on the mountain, and one for tourists to stay.

  The roofs of the two bamboo houses are covered with solar panels, so that solar appliances can be arranged in the bamboo houses.

  The turquoise bamboo walls, combined with the cyan-silver roof covered with solar panels, give people a harmonious feeling.

  Between the bamboo huts, there is a clump of thick bamboo and a fence, and each has its own entrance and exit.

  Each bamboo house has a hot spring pool with bamboo patterns paved with pebbles.

  The drainage is also local bamboo. After the bamboo joints are opened, they are hidden in the grass and lead into the bamboo house.

  Living here, the hot spring water is used for washing, and the clear spring water is drunk. If you live here for a long time, you will prolong your life, right? Xu Yin thought happily.

  People tend to forget things when they are busy.

  Xu Yin plunged into the hot spring pool and bamboo house, thinking about how to make them beautiful and practical.

  Her selective obsessive-compulsive disorder has committed again. Guests who don’t want to stay in the homestay feel dissatisfied and give a bad review, which is more uncomfortable than giving a D+ in the “scene simulation”.

  After all, the scene simulation can be corrected to S with her own efforts, but how to correct the rating given by the guest?

  So keep improving and strive for perfection.

  In addition, she also wanted to use bamboo to build a tea-tasting platform with bamboo curtains and canopies. The tables, chairs, tea trays, and tea sets are all made of bamboo.

   Tasting tea under the warm sun in winter and under the rain in summer is a good experience.

  If Xu’s mother hadn’t gone up the mountain and shouted “Yinyin, you have a package at the entrance of the village, the courier wants to see your ID card”, she would have forgotten that she had placed a wave of orders for equipment and accessories a few days ago.

   Need to see ID card? That's probably the dot matrix printer.

   "Mom, I'm coming!"

  After going down the mountain, I went home to get my ID card, pushed on the cart at home, and went to the entrance of the village to pick up the courier.

  Feng Cuiqin was worried that she would not be able to carry it alone, so she went with her.

   After picking up the courier and going home, Feng Cuiqin couldn't help asking her daughter: "Yinyin, what are you doing with the paint?"

  Not to mention other things, they are all used for express delivery, but what is this paint for?

"Mom, this is not ordinary paint, it is an environmentally friendly paint that is waterproof, rust-proof and anti-corrosion. If the bamboo ware weaved by Dad and Grandpa wants to sell at a good price, it needs to be painted with a protective paint. After painting, it is not only shiny and beautiful, but also durable after a long time. Won't crack."

  Xu Yin pushed the cart and said while walking:

   "The bamboo houses on the mountain also need to be painted, otherwise it will be easy to mold after a long time."

  Feng Cuiqin was thoughtful: "That's true. Is the bamboo door in the backyard moldy because it hasn't been painted?"

   "Yes! During the rainy season, it has been drenched in rain, and it has not dried for a long time. After that, the air is relatively humid, so it is easy to mold. I will make a new bamboo door later, and it will be fine with a coat of paint."

"I don't need you to make a door. Your dad can do it. He is in much better health now. The doctor said that moving properly will help the body. Just don't be too tired. How to paint? You teach me, and I will do it. "

   Seeing that her mother really wanted to learn, Xu Yin taught her how to paint when she got home.

  After learning it, Feng Cuiqin rounded up the bamboo doors and bamboo utensils that needed to be painted at home.

  Xu Yin found that although Xu Ma's temper was of the hot-tempered and relatively staunch kind, she was very careful and patient in doing things.

  It took her three hours to finish painting a small fish basket.

  Xu Yin gave her a thumbs up: "Mom, you can become a teacher!"

   "Hahahaha!" Feng Cuiqin laughed comfortably.

  Daughter's words made her breathe a sigh of relief like a reassurance pin.

  During the painting process, she was always worried about whether there would be flowers or rough edges, which would cause the old man's hard work to be messed up by her.

   Therefore, during these three hours, she didn't dare to move her buttocks, for fear that the paint would be damaged and the good fish crate would become a defective product.

   "From then on, I will do all the painting work!" Feng Cuiqin patted her chest with a bright and confident smile.

  …

  After receiving the glass jars for packing chicken fir oil and the plastic film used to seal the lid, Xu Yin put the chicken fir oil on the shelves, and waited for the order to be picked and made again.

  The chicken fir oil without any additives has a very short shelf life, so it is seasonal, and this order can be accepted from July to October.

  If I want to eat Gallium pilosula again, I can only use dried ones.

  Lu You saw that the chicken fir oil in the store was on the shelves, and immediately notified his colleagues:

   "Sisters! Chicken fir oil is on the shelves! Any of you should place an order quickly! I'm worried that it will be out of stock again when it's late!"

  As soon as she finished speaking, she saw her colleagues put down their work in unison, log on to Taomaimai, and snap up chicken fir oil. Even the leaders of their departments rushed to place an order.

   It was the bottle of delicious chicken fir oil that Lu You brought, which made them never forget it.

   At the same time, Ding Tao, who received the chicken fir oil, seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of chicken fir oil through the airtight lid of the glass jar, and closed his eyes contentedly.

  The chicken fir oil I bought for Brother Fu has also arrived.

  The products produced by big stores are different, and the packaging is very high-end.

  He removed the tangled anti-fall packaging, took a disinfectant wipe to sterilize the glass jar, and deliberately placed it on the small coffee table in front of the lazy sofa where Brother Fu often sat.

   After finishing all this work, he picked up his own chicken fir oil and imagined their deliciousness.

  It was beautiful, when I heard someone shouting outside—"Taozi, Mr. Fu's performance costume has arrived, come here and sign for it."

   "Hey, here we come!"

  Ding Tao reluctantly put his beloved chicken fir oil back on the table, planning to make side dishes for lunch when he was having lunch.

  He ran briskly to sign for boss's costume.

  After finishing filming the morning scene, Fu Hanjin rubbed her sore brows and returned to the rest room.

   "Where's Xiao Ding?" He randomly pulled a chair and sat down, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, and asked casually.

   Lu Chao, who came in after him, looked down at the time, looked out again, and said:

"It's probably because the clothes have arrived. Tomorrow's party, you can't show up in this state. What? The quality of sleep is still poor? According to me, I'd better go to an expert account. I'm so tired during the day, how can I only sleep for two or three hours at night... still Yes, judging by your look, did you miss breakfast again? In the middle of filming, I saw you covering your stomach... Alas, if I knew it, I wouldn't have let you take on that film. It's been a few days, and I haven't come out yet..."